Vash the Stampede (
goldenglasses) wrote2011-04-25 09:07 pm
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[Vash had only just gotten off work and hadn’t checked his journal yet. Missing all those lovely little warning posts. Besides when he checked his journal this morning, he hadn’t had a chance to look at it the rest of the day. Although he had fallen asleep during work, even though his dreams hadn’t been bad at all, (nice dreams in fact) they had kept him up all night missing Rem and wondering who that little boy that looked almost exactly like him was suppose to be. Either way, he has some more information for Luceti’s favorite non!Gun!totting priest.]
Hey preacher-man! I had another dream I thought you’d be interested in! It was in another desert town, only you were there this time, and you know what? I’m pretty sure you were trying to kill me. Something about money… and a family… it turned out alright anyway… I think? We both oddly had ketchup bottles on us and pretended to be dead. Weird, huh?
Oh, and then you-
Grrrrrrrrrr.
N-n-niiiiiice doggie. Good doggie! Stay over th- NO! I said stay! Staaaaay! These are my donuts you big, scary, looking horror you!
Grrrrrr!
AH! Here then! [There’s a quick whoosh sound as Vash tosses a bag of donuts, but apparently that could be seen as a sign of an attack as the dog gives a bark and Vash lets out a scream and starts running.]
GAHHHH! GOOD DOGGIE! NICE DOGGIE! PLEASE DON’T EAT ME!
[Luckily for Vash the dog was more interested in scaring the idiot off. The chase doesn’t last too long, but feel free to catch Vash running with a dog behind him.]
Hey preacher-man! I had another dream I thought you’d be interested in! It was in another desert town, only you were there this time, and you know what? I’m pretty sure you were trying to kill me. Something about money… and a family… it turned out alright anyway… I think? We both oddly had ketchup bottles on us and pretended to be dead. Weird, huh?
Oh, and then you-
Grrrrrrrrrr.
N-n-niiiiiice doggie. Good doggie! Stay over th- NO! I said stay! Staaaaay! These are my donuts you big, scary, looking horror you!
Grrrrrr!
AH! Here then! [There’s a quick whoosh sound as Vash tosses a bag of donuts, but apparently that could be seen as a sign of an attack as the dog gives a bark and Vash lets out a scream and starts running.]
GAHHHH! GOOD DOGGIE! NICE DOGGIE! PLEASE DON’T EAT ME!
[Luckily for Vash the dog was more interested in scaring the idiot off. The chase doesn’t last too long, but feel free to catch Vash running with a dog behind him.]
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Oh yeah! You were working in their restaurant. That's the family we were trying to help.
[Then added deadpan.]
...still don't remember why you said I had to die for it to happen though.
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[Seriously though, Vash, did you see that giant cross? It was so cool. If not alarming.]
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I also remember having to remind you of the fact that the church doesn't look too kindly on killing.
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[He's entirely annoyed at this shift, man.]
... That 'dog' didn't happen to have yellow eyes and no fur, did it?
[And no wings.]
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And I didn't try to get TOO close for a look at it, but yeah, it did.
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[Because in Luceti, that is damn odd.]
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