[Voice]

Feb. 8th, 2011 10:41 am
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (This is my serious face! 8|)
[Standard Villain Filter with emphasis again Knives, Legato, and Yuber // 100% Unhackable]

Those of you who met a little girl during the last experiment, who might have said her name was Tesla, she was not a little girl. She was my brother, Knives. He was looking for me and if you told him you knew me, [a pause] you could be in danger. I’m sorry, but any of my friends, even if you don’t know me that well, [even if you don’t know me] you shouldn’t leave yourself unprotected. I don’t know what he might be thinking or planning, but he’s never treated people I know very well.

Knives looks a lot like me, but with shorter and lighter hair. He also has a man named Legato working for him. He has blue hair and yellow eyes. Stay away from them if you can. If they come after you, call for help. They are very strong and have mental abilities that can turn even the strongest fighter into a rag doll. Please, do not go after them on your own.

[After answering the questions people may ask, Vash decides to work off some of this building frustration and anger towards his brother. He’s at the battle dome and he’ll be in there until he’s kicked out, finger bleeding, shooting at anything the simulation will throw at him without killing the targets. Feel free to catch him setting everything up or as he’s coming out.]
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (I can TOO be emo!)
[Vash hasn’t been having a good week. Shortly after this failed conversation Wednesday evening with his brother, he’s weaving his way through town trying to get himself to the clinic. Blood has stopped spilling from a deep cut just above his fake arm on his left. His right is still bleeding a bit and his bigger problem. The collar bone having been neatly cut through. His head is a bit cloudy from the pain and blood loss, but he keeps going in a fairly straight line.

It’s after he gets treatment that he then faces the part he’s been dreading even more than facing his brother. He opens his journal, but it takes him awhile to write out a filter with his sore arms.]


[Filtered from Knives, Legato, and Yuber // 88% Unhackable]

[Even after the filter goes up he’s quiet for a long time. Unsure how to start.] I… I’m sorry, but… [A long pause. He takes a long deep breath, then slowly lets it out and forces himself on.] But there was a man dead out in the woods. I… I’m not sure who he was. I’m sorry. [Damn it, Knives.]

He had short, dark hair. I’m sorry I don’t know much more than that. He was already gone when I found him. I… I’m sorry if you knew him. [Yeah, too bad Vash doesn’t know that Jack is immortal and is probably already alive again by the time he makes this post. Of course, he doesn’t know that, so now that he’s not bleeding to death, and has at least one - mostly - useable arm, he’s heading back out to take care of the body if the Malnosso haven’t gotten to it yet. (Or you know… the body hasn‘t walked off yet!)]
goldenglasses: (Why'd I have to get the hicky there?)
[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.]

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