From pollution and the lucky, to clouds and homeless. 

Snake appearing from the light and into the darkness was normal for him - his whole life he's been under the ground, appearing from the ground only when action was there needed from him. With the balance of time from being a business worker, to hitting the streets controlling those below him in the underground, it was more of a rush than hitting soviet bases.

With Los Angeles being his pride and joy, Pasadena Bionics will forever be his companies name, It's the roots and where he layed his head on the first night alone in the world as a free person. With the move being arduous, Anton_Giovanni- found a quaint spot where all his workers could lay while the factory could be built - with rarely any room for his projects, the underground is where he'll get most of his revenue and pay for his partially redundant workers.

Sitting in his hotel suite, doing press-ups with his old gear on, Big Boss gets up and starts doing some paper work, with most of his time being just that - he appropriates himself to the normal routine. Having a large area, he grabs a whiskey glass and whiskey which he spends his free time between crime and legitemcy. 

A Knock on the door occurs as Anton_Giovanni- and some of his associates are waiting outside, nearly passed out with just half a signature and quarter bottle of whiskey left, Big Boss sluggishly waddles towards the door - opening it to the sight of paper work;

"How much left have we got to file until we can get some damn money" Without a welcome, depressed Boss exclaims to the busy faces of Anton and his minions.