Part 63: Snake Tales: External Gazer (Chapter 2) - Tactical Tabloid Action
Snake Tales: External Gazer (Chapter 2) - Tactical Tabloid Action
How did I get involved in this ridiculous mission? It all began three days ago. I was testing Otacon's latest invention, the VR system, at Philanthropy's hideout in New York.



So Snake is now tasked with disarming two bombs hidden in the engine room of an oil tanker. Said bombs are coated with a specific fragrance used by the mad bomber Fatman. Coincidentally, urine picks up as the exact same odor according to the sensor...

Anyway, Snake finds his first bomb hidden on a stair case. The method of bomb disposal is spraying the explosive with what is essentially a glorified fire extinguisher. That is a valid method of bomb disposal in Metal Gear Solid's world.

The second bomb is located on the opposite side of the ship, right by a pair of lockers. The virtual reality bomber is clearly not the best when it comes to hide-and-seek.

In any case, Snake's mission comes to an end with the second place high score. Were this Ghost Babel, he'd be called Terrible and the game would make fun of his impotency.

Basic Actions ~ Beginner

The world disappeared before my eyes. As my senses returned to my body, I realized that I wasn't actually on a bomb-disposal mission on a tanker; I was setting in the VR training seat. I pulled off the headset and Otacon turned to speak.

I nodded reluctantly. Otacon asked me with pride:






Hearing the question, Otacon removed his glasses, a smile on his face.

He went on and on, q-bits this and Tensor products that. For the next two hours and thirty-seven minutes, I regretted my stupidity in having asked.

He took a breather. I couldn't miss my opportunity.


I guess Otacon just couldn't wait to try out his new toy. Reluctantly, I took the seat again. Otacon continued his briefing.

I put the headset back on and closed my eyes. A burst of light flashed through my eyelids. The next moment, I found myself surrounded by a world I could hardly believe was a mere construct.


Snake is now tossed back into the VR simulation. This time he is located in the Shell 1 Core of the Big Shell (read: a long circular corridor with a locker room to the south.) His mission?

Is to...

...murder...

...EVERYONE!

Technically, you get a higher score if you use pacifistic methods like tranquilizer darts or just beating the shit out of guards. But they give Snake twice as much ammo for his bullet firing pistol. Plus a grenade launcher. So meh!

The VR simulation ended. The all-too-real virtual reality disappeared, and the senses returned to my body. I removed the headset.





Midway through my discussion with Otacon, the door opened, and in strode Mei Ling.

Mei Ling threw us the tabloid she'd brought with her.

Basic Actions ~ Intermediate

It was an article describing the appearance of some kind of huge creature near Big Shell. The title shouted, "A Monster at Big Shell!?" Completely ridiculous!





It was the most normal opinion in the world, but you wouldn't have known by the way they glared at me. Finally they simply decided to ignore me.










They excitedly kept on with what seemed to be a totally disjointed conversation. I couldn't believe they were actually considering it, but I had to ask.










Otacon and Mei Ling kept up their simultaneous tirade as I hesitated.


At this point, there was nothing to say except ...

That's the story. And so I came to Big Shell. That was three hours ago...