Vash the Stampede (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
goldenglasses) wrote2010-12-05 05:09 pm
goldenglasses) wrote2010-12-05 05:09 pm
Entry tags:
- addressing the masses,
- aerith,
- april,
- bernkastel,
- brb - hating myself,
- ch4,
- cheyenne,
- chopper,
- derek,
- elicia,
- emil,
- emo,
- emo kills remember?,
- ginko,
- he's so sorry,
- iris,
- john watson,
- just tried to blow up luceti - no big,
- kaori,
- kouki,
- liu,
- meryl,
- miyabi,
- nami,
- never coming out of the closet again,
- not an asshole anymore,
- oooh handcuffs~,
- possibly his most hated event,
- roberto,
- rouge,
- sage,
- sanji,
- soul,
- usopp,
- winry,
- wolfwood,
- zan’nen
[Action for house/Voice]
[He was dreaming, he was out in the forest, but this wasn’t like most of the dreams he had that were in the forest. He was fighting someone, but who…? Legato? No! It was---!!] Wolfwood! [His stressed brain works over time as it seems to take everything in at once. He’s in his room. Something cold on his wrist - handcuffs - his ankle too. The end of the fight comes running back to him. Wolfwood was alive and taking safety measures.
Good. He deserved to be chained up like a monster. Just thinking about what he’d done makes his stomach turn. Without even really thinking about it he slides himself up trying to bring his knees to his chest. He should call for Wolfwood, make sure he was alright and to get out of these chains, but… he just couldn’t look him in the face right now. I tried to kill him. Ugh. He lowers his head; afraid he really was going to be sick.
Then sometime after one of his roommates have set him free and he can get to his journal he‘ll put up a filter, although it takes him a long time to speak into it after it goes up.]
[Filtered from Legato // 100% Unhackable]
[At first his speaking is very quick and precise, like he’s rehearsed this. That won’t last long though.] Everyone, I’m sorry, if you spoke or met me recently that… it… it wasn- [A sigh and maybe what could be the sound of a piece of paper being crumpled.] I can’t say it wasn’t me, it was… but I would never… what I said these last couple weeks, I would never normally say or do those things. I am so sorry. So, very sorry. [He not even going to bother to ask you all to forgive him.]
[Filtered to Kaori // 100% Unhackable]
Are you alright? I… I’m so sorry that I hurt you.
[Written to Legato // 100% Filtered.]
[Vash hesitates on this. He’s pretty sure Legato would also rather pretend the last couple weeks didn’t happen, but still, Vash couldn’t do that. He also couldn‘t bring himself to speak it either. So after a long pause he quickly scribbles.]
Thank you.
[This post may or may not have been made from within Vash’s closet. He knows he has to go back outside at some point - even just to make sure Legato hasn’t gone on a rampage - he’s just not ready to face people yet.]
Good. He deserved to be chained up like a monster. Just thinking about what he’d done makes his stomach turn. Without even really thinking about it he slides himself up trying to bring his knees to his chest. He should call for Wolfwood, make sure he was alright and to get out of these chains, but… he just couldn’t look him in the face right now. I tried to kill him. Ugh. He lowers his head; afraid he really was going to be sick.
Then sometime after one of his roommates have set him free and he can get to his journal he‘ll put up a filter, although it takes him a long time to speak into it after it goes up.]
[Filtered from Legato // 100% Unhackable]
[At first his speaking is very quick and precise, like he’s rehearsed this. That won’t last long though.] Everyone, I’m sorry, if you spoke or met me recently that… it… it wasn- [A sigh and maybe what could be the sound of a piece of paper being crumpled.] I can’t say it wasn’t me, it was… but I would never… what I said these last couple weeks, I would never normally say or do those things. I am so sorry. So, very sorry. [He not even going to bother to ask you all to forgive him.]
[Filtered to Kaori // 100% Unhackable]
Are you alright? I… I’m so sorry that I hurt you.
[Written to Legato // 100% Filtered.]
[Vash hesitates on this. He’s pretty sure Legato would also rather pretend the last couple weeks didn’t happen, but still, Vash couldn’t do that. He also couldn‘t bring himself to speak it either. So after a long pause he quickly scribbles.]
Thank you.
[This post may or may not have been made from within Vash’s closet. He knows he has to go back outside at some point - even just to make sure Legato hasn’t gone on a rampage - he’s just not ready to face people yet.]
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I'm sorry we had to shock you! W-well...I'm sorry for a lot of the things I said when I was there... but you're feeling better, right?
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Yes, I'm feeling better now.
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What...happened? Wolfwood said you guys were shot, but..
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...and I tried to kill him for it. [There. He finally said it. Ugh... he feels like he's about to be sick now.]
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[...] It's okay if you want to be sorry for it, but don't talk like you were the same person. Someone bigger and meaner took over...you didn't have anything to do with his decisions.
[This is as much convincing himself as Vash...and also the reason he's making so assumptions despite never actually seeing that side of Vash. But how easy would it be to believe himself if he could remember being his monster?]
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I never learned your blood type, so I had to use O. No adverse effects? [There shouldn't be, but checking never hurt.]
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...what day is it? [He has no idea how long he's been sleeping.]
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