Vash the Stampede (
goldenglasses) wrote2011-07-07 08:16 am
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[Vash felt himself starting to wake up. Only it was a strange sort of feeling. He wasn’t cold and he was comfortable. It was something he hadn’t felt in the past couple weeks and for the past few days any changes that happened between bouts of sleep wasn’t a good thing.
As he dragged his tired and worn senses out of rest he then remembered that Meryl had been with him. With an arm he reaches out, touching the shoulder next to him, still too tired to make a coherent sound just yet.]
-A few hours later.-
[Now fully awake Vash opens his journal, holding his head, sounding tired, and dizzy.]
[Filtered from Legato and Yuber // 100% Unhackable]
Hey, I’m back. [Is the wind suddenly picking up?] I should be home soon. [Yeah, the wind is picking up.] Hope I didn’t - WHAAAAAAA! [In mid sentence Vash is sent spinning off like the Tasmanian devil, dropping the journal too the ground. Opps. Hope that house was empty. Because the Humanoid Typhoon has just taken out the living room.]
Ow…
(OOC: Vash has been turned into a literal walking typhoon! Feel free to talk to him over the journal or run into him anywhere around town/forest as he attempts to get home. He can go wherever the wind takes him! Trying to keep this lighthearted so no major injuries if you wish to get caught in a whirlwind with him. Also, if you want something broken just let me know in subject line or hint to it in brackets! Otherwise I won’t have Vash break anything without permission!)
As he dragged his tired and worn senses out of rest he then remembered that Meryl had been with him. With an arm he reaches out, touching the shoulder next to him, still too tired to make a coherent sound just yet.]
-A few hours later.-
[Now fully awake Vash opens his journal, holding his head, sounding tired, and dizzy.]
[Filtered from Legato and Yuber // 100% Unhackable]
Hey, I’m back. [Is the wind suddenly picking up?] I should be home soon. [Yeah, the wind is picking up.] Hope I didn’t - WHAAAAAAA! [In mid sentence Vash is sent spinning off like the Tasmanian devil, dropping the journal too the ground. Opps. Hope that house was empty. Because the Humanoid Typhoon has just taken out the living room.]
Ow…
(OOC: Vash has been turned into a literal walking typhoon! Feel free to talk to him over the journal or run into him anywhere around town/forest as he attempts to get home. He can go wherever the wind takes him! Trying to keep this lighthearted so no major injuries if you wish to get caught in a whirlwind with him. Also, if you want something broken just let me know in subject line or hint to it in brackets! Otherwise I won’t have Vash break anything without permission!)
[Action]
Sanji indeed gets the fuck out of the way, and only rushes over once it's clear Vash isn't going to transform into a mini tornado.]
Shi-- are you alright?
[Action] 1/?
Huh, but is he alright? Hmmmm...]
[Action] 2/4 THAT IS NOT THE ICON I PICKED!
[Action] 3/3
[Action] AND I CAN'T COUNt 4/4
[Ah screw it. If he has to be a literal humanoid typhoon maybe he can get some donuts out of the deal.]
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-- And no.
[Action] Icon fail so hard tonight.
[Because whining is being much more serious. At least it's true? He didn't exactly trust most things that were given to him to eat after one time he fell asleep right after and woke up in an even worse place.]
[Action] /pats ZZ. They're conspiring against you
[Which of course means he's gonna feed your damn ass anyway.]
... I can't bring you into the house like this, Broom Head.
[Action] They are! I just KNOW they are!
A humanoid typhoon! WHY'D THEY HAVE TO TURN ME INTO A HUMANOID TYPHOON!? [He's doing a great impression of a five year old with the way he's kicking his arms and legs and pouting.] It's just not fair! IT'S NOT FAIR AT ALL!
[Action]
... What a shitty sense of humor. [Srsly, Malnosso. Troll moar.]
Tch. Anyway, don't go destroying shit while I get you something to eat, got it?
[Action]
...can I have some donuts?
[Oh, yeah.] Pretty please?
[Action]
Eat something healthy for once in your shitty life!
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They're not that bad! People eat them for breakfast! [Because if you get to eat them for a meal, then they're healthy!
...yeah, he's mostly hoping the puppy face might help.]
[Action]
No donuts for you. B|]
You can eat ice cream for breakfast - that doesn't make it good for you.
[Action]
[So cruel. But Vash will try to stay put while you're gone.
...except he fails at it. By the time Sanji gets back Vash will have somehow fetched himself a few yards away. With his head on the ground and feet up and dangling over his head. Such a dignified pose.]
[Action]
Vash, he turns away for five minutes to get you some leftovers and you're a pretzel.]
What the hell are you doing?
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Being an idiot.
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[Look at this: a few slices of quiche (http://www.myomelet.com/img/recipes/0000053.jpg).
So quit ur bitchin' B|]
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The biggest, kindest heart I have ever come across on any world! Your gratuity knows no bounds!
[Yes, that is EXACTLY the face he's making right now.]
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And suddenly be glad Vash isn't living next to him]
Can you control it?
[Action]
Oh, of course I can. I just thought it'd be good for my neck if I laid on it for awhile. [Said with a sad sigh. How he wished that was true.]
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