Crusader of love and peace

[Vash has started to keep to himself more the past couple days. Rem's arrival had almost made him forget this day, but he could never really forget.

Today he heads out early, trying to leave the new house before anyone else is awake. He finds a spot near the fountain to do some early morning people watching before getting up and heading to the bakery. He stops outside, knowing this isn't really where he wants to be, it's just habit. He turns and heads to the flower shop instead. He doesn't stay long, just long enough to make sure that everything is still running smooth without Aerith.

He checks the time to duck over to Good Spirits quickly. He wants to be there and gone before Meryl's shift. He orders a couple of beers before he starts growing restless again. This wasn't right either. What was he suppose to do on this day? How could he ever fix this mistake?

Without much thought he grabs a couple bottle and heads out into the forest. He walks for a bit before just sitting down against a tree inspecting his find. People said this blue stuff was strong, now seemed to be a good time to try it out.

Some point in his drinking his journal falls out of his pocket and starts to record. For awhile it records very little until suddenly-]

CRASH!

[There's the sound of a whiskey bottle shattering as it's thrown against a tree. It's followed by silence that is slowly broken by soft sobs.]

I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. I - I didn't mean to.

(ooc: Anyone who wants to talk to Vash before he gets himself drunk is free to call for him over the journals! He'll have it on him all day! Or run into him pretty much anywhere.)

[Vash's eyes shot open early in the morning. He had been having such an awful dream about Legato and there was gunfire and then Wolfwood was there. Wolfwood, had... he had...

That's not how that reoccurring nightmare tends to go.

It had been a nightmare, right?

Right?

Vash's journal falls to the floor as he bangs into his desk trying to grab it. His face is ash white as he picks it up and shouts into it.]

What day is it!?

[And after finding out what he did was not, in fact, a dream, Vash will be running for the bathroom and actually being sick over the very idea of it all. It's sometime after that, that he finally filters everything away from Legato and make one more statement.]

[Filtered to Legato // 90% Unhackable]

Legato, are you alright? [You're still alive right? Oh, for once, please answer this. He'll never forgive himself if he finds out you bleed out after they ditched you at the clinic.] I'm... I'm sorry.

[It’s a quiet day in Vash’s room; a quiet that is broken by a thump as his journal falls to the floor beside his desk. Then the camera is suddenly blocked as death from above! a black cat jumps down on top of the journal and begins batting and ripping at the corners of the flapping pages. The cat suddenly stops it’s attack and freezes up when a door opens and the sounds of footfalls can be heard followed shortly by the sloshing of water.

How dare the funny man in the red coat pay more attention to those flowers than her! Kitty is off and the journal is left with a view of Vash’s wall as he suddenly yelps as the cat uses her claws to get his attention.]

Oh, hey there kitty, shouldn’t you be in Wolfwood’s room terrorizing him? [There’s a soft mew from the cat followed by the squeaking of bed springs.] Hmm, you really do need a name, we can’t just keep calling you ‘the cat’ forever and Wolfwood was pretty adamant about not naming you Nichole. [A chuckle here. Yes, he finds himself funny.]

Hm, but what would suit you? Sally? Naw, you don’t look like a Sally to me. Hm, maybe Bailey or Buttons? No, not Buttons… Bailey isn’t too bad, but I bet I could do better. Milo - nah, that’s more suited for a male cat. Zig-zag? No, that’s just silly. Oh! I know! How about Tesla! I’ve always liked that name. What do you think? Do you like Tesla? [There is a pleased purring sound from the cat, from the name or the petting she’s getting it’s hard to tell.]

I think it will do. [A contented chuckle.] Never thought I’d have a pet. It’s hard to take care of one when you’re moving all the time. It’s nice. I think I kind of like staying in one place. Don’t you, Tesla? A whole year, I think that might be a new record.

[It’s Vash’s one year anniversary today! He’s so proud of himself for managing to not knock over any buildings during that time! You may have to yell a bit loudly if you’d like to interrupt this “important” conversation as his journal is on the opposite side of the desk. If you just keep listening you might hear more!]

[This morning finds Vash waking up in the forest. He doesn’t remember much, except that his head hurts, but at least the Malnosso left him in his clothes for once. He sits for a moment, waiting for his head to clear a bit, before opening his journal.]

[Filtered to Meryl and Wolfwood // 100% Unhackable]

Uh, haha… I’m back. Hope you guys weren’t too worried, but I’m alright! [No he’s not.] I’ll be home soon.

[Filtered to Sanji // 100% Unhackable]

You’re pretty close with some of the other spirits around here aren’t you? I was wondering if you have any tips on getting in contact with Eferin, Kipinn, or Tsinku. [Yeah, he totally remembers you trying to electrocute him that one time.

After replacing his journal back into his pocket Vash heads for town. He wanted to be home soon, but it‘s actually going to take him a while as he gets closer and starts to feel excited to be home again, he suddenly drops to the ground. Snoring softly. Feel free to find him anywhere and in any position you find most amusing. You know - besides up a tree for example. You don‘t fall up trees!]

(OOC: Yup, Vash has been inflicted with narcolepsy for two weeks. Most of the time it will only be triggered by high emotions - or when I roll a ‘0‘ on the ten-sided dice that hates me. So sorry if he suddenly passes out on you during the upcoming days!)

[Vash has gone out today, his hair is black and he has a new stun gun with him, he may be inspecting your building for damage. After a few hours of closely inspecting the buildings around town he remembers something and opens his journal.]

Ah, has anyone seen Ms. Meryl around? I got distracted and forgot to ask her where she’d be today. Oh man, Knives would be so disappointed, I need to learn to keep better track of things. Ah, and Ms. Meryl, as the buildings are finally fixed after so long, maybe you should be extra careful around them today. I know you’ve been good since coming here, but… just in case?

(OOC: And more AU!info can be found here!)

[Today started like most mornings for Vash. He got up, did a little bit of training, took a shower, then started breakfast. There was something missing though as he got started. Wasn’t Rem usually up by now? As his bread turned to toast, he went to check on her to see if she would like anything for breakfast. After not getting any response from some light knocking, he quietly opened the door.]

Rem, are you awa- [All of her things were gone and Rem was nowhere in sight. All that was left were her flowers. He quietly shut the door and picked his journal up off the kitchen table.]

[Voice]

For those that knew her. Rem, she- [Long, long pause.] she’s been sent home.

[Action]

[Meryl, if you’re home you have about forty seconds to come find him before all you’ll have is a note saying that Rem was sent home, he went for a walk and would be back later. Whether Meryl catches him in time or not, he’ll eventually head straight into the forest as he just can’t stay in the apartment right now. He’ll walk for a long time, going deep into the woods before he realizes that this is dangerous. He’s not paying attention to anything around him, so he’ll climb up into a tree in the hopes to stay clear of at least some of the dangers in the woods.]

[Today, like most days, Vash is out in the forest. He’s settled himself down next to a patch of flowers. He’s been thinking a lot lately, maybe too much, as he just sits running his fingers through the grass and looking around.] I wish… I could share this with all of you.

[He sits quietly for a while before tears start slip down his face.] Damn it, Raven…

[Why can’t he ever save any of his friends? This isn’t a good time to be homesick on top of it all.]

[Shortly after this thread on the 14th Vash is quickly making his way back to town. He has some work to do. For those of you that know Vash well the usual happy tone is missing from his voice.]

[Filtered to Simon Belmont // 100% Unhackable]

Mr. Belmont? My name is Vash. [He knows they’ve talked once or twice, but it’s been awhile.] I would like to ask you a few questions if I could about Aku and your whip.

[Filtered to Miyabi // 100% Unhackable]

Miyabi, you said your sword Sumomo could cut Aku. Do you know how it was able to do that?

[And because Vash is smart and will figure out Aku’s weakness eventually there is a voice post to the masses sometime later.]

[Filtered from Aku, Kefka, and Yuber (Just go with the badguy list. Yeah that works.) // 100% Unhackable]

Uh, this is probably a strange question. Does anyone know a way to give bullets a - uh, holy quality to them? I don’t think just blessing them will do the trick.

[With that done Vash can be found headed toward the weapon shop. For those who meet up with him or try to talk to him about something other than Aku stuff will find that he’ll drop his serious act and try to act happy as usual. Although Meryl may pick up that for the next couple weeks someone will be having trouble sleeping and up late most nights.]

[There is a very wet, drunk, blonde headed man screaming through the journals.]

HEY EVERYONE!

It has come to my attention that many of you here are a bit violent. Really now, can’t we all just get along? So everyone needs to remember what this world is really made of! And what is it really made of you say? Why that is simple! This world is made of…

LOVE AND PEACE!

Say it with me everyone! Love and peace! Love and peace! Love and peace! [And with that the post cuts off with some mad laughter as well as a repeating of “Love and Peace” over and over. Drunks shouldn’t be given magical journals, even if it wasn’t totally his fault – he’s not sorry for this post. You all do need to learn to love more.]