[Action]

Feb. 8th, 2014 01:06 pm
goldenglasses: (I just stepped in WHAT?!)
[Vash sat up in the woods with a pounding headache. More worrying for him at the moment was the biting cold wind that was hitting his skin at nearly every angle. Once again the Malnosso had left him out in the cold of winter in nothing but new feather pants. Leaving all his scars exposed.

Some days he really hates those guys.

Those out in the woods today might glimpse the rare nearly naked Vash as he tries to dash from tree to tree as he quickly makes his way to the clothing shop to retrieve his trademark red coat back. It's sitting in the shop waiting for him and he's hoping no one is shopping at the store so they won't be shocked at his scars or currently trying on his coat. He really wants that back.

Once fully clothed again Vash will make a quick stop to the grocery store. As he isn't sure how long he's been gone and last he knew he was the only one on his floor. He wanted to make sure there was something worth eating in his place. He also grabs the nicer cat food because while he's sure the cats are good at fending for themselves he still feels the need to bring a peace offering for being gone if he wants to sleep at all tonight.

From there he heads home to the ice building. He's finally happy to be home at last. His head is still pounding with images of shady men and he can't help feeling there's still something wrong. He never gets off from a visit with the Malnosso without something going wrong. He finds out what a little bit later when he's suddenly hit by the hiccups.

Maybe he was just sitting down to a sandwich. Trying to clean his gun. Getting out of the shower. Sitting around quiet. Walking around town. Anytime during the next week hiccups will suddenly come and each time that he hiccups he suddenly teleports somewhere random.

Anytime this week you could have a Vash falling from your ceiling. Trapped in your closet; banging to be let out. Hopefully he doesn't show up in your bath with you. Feel free to find Vash anywhere in nearly any situation that suits your pleasure! Just beware the noise...]

Hiccup!
goldenglasses: (Five more minutes mommy; donut dream)
[Since being dropped in the river and being possessed which he wore himself completely out flying all around, Vash went and got himself sick. So he's been hiding out in his room sleeping these past few days.

Only his cats don't like this lack of attention and have been causing trouble. Today they've knocked his journal off the table. When it starts it's a bit boring. Just a lump of blankets in the bed snoring away. Which the cats don't take long to disturb as they are hungry. One is slightly larger and all black and the other looks just like the first, only with a brown circle around it's eye. The two team up to jump up on the softly snoring figure. The bigger one batting at the puff of blonde sticking out.]


Mmhmm. Kuro-Kuroneko. Trying to sleep. [The lump of blankets flops over. That is a stuffed-up Vash noise coming from it. Together the two cats start yowling.] Stop guys. I know you're hungry. Just- let me sleep a little longer. [Hm. The food bringer doesn't seem to understand. The black cat extends it's claws and makes a swipe at the lump.] Ow-ow-ow! Okay! Okay! I'm up! I'm up!

[The blankets are thrown back and Vash sits up in his pajama pants, but to make room for his large green wings he's not wearing a shirt. Which means all of his scars on his chest can be seen and very clear that his left arm is a fake. His long hair a mess of bedhead and his face slightly flushed with a light fever. The cats jump off the bed and run out of the room as he stands and shuffles out. Then all is quiet for a bit until Vash eventually shuffles back into the room and falls face first onto the bed. Followed almost immediately by the black cat who settles herself into a comfy ball in the small of his back.]

You didn't even TASTE it! [Grumbled into his pillow as Vash is just too tired at the moment to move. Not too long after Donut jumps up on the bed and takes his usual sleeping spot on the back of Vash's head. Unless someone feels like speaking up and letting Vash know his journal is on the floor he's going back to bed.]

[Action]

May. 26th, 2012 10:58 am
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (OMFG WUT!?)
[Vash was enjoying a bit of breakfast in the morning. He had just finished making a huge stack of pancakes. They were dribbling melted butter as he poured pure maple syrup so that it slowly dripped it's beautiful sticky sugar down the mountain. Of course, a stack of pancakes the size of his head wasn't enough, oh no! There was a side plate of crispy bacon and plump sausage steaming nearby. He had just finished pouring himself a cup of coffee and sat down.]

ALRIGHT! LET'S DIG-

[POOF!]

-in?

[Huh, since when has his kitchen been so... steamy? Not to mention wet.]

Ah....

{WHERE THE HECK AM I!?}

[Vash will be teleporting into all sort of strange places today. Feel free to catch him anywhere! But for some reason, he seems to be attracted mostly to bedrooms and bathrooms! Red text are his thought bubbles, not that he realizes he has those yet. All he wants to do is try to get home and try out his pancakes before someone else finds them and eats them! Although, these two effects may not be the only problem Vash has stopping him from getting home...]
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Okay guys... who cut one?)
[The video starts with a rapid, bouncing motion of the sky as if the book had just been dropped and landed on it's spine before falling open. It's quickly followed by a long yell and a LOUD splash! The image bobs up and down a moment before slowly the book starts to slide and tip over. Water starts to creep up and take over the screen as there's another splash and the sound of a man taking a LARGE breath of air.]

AHHH! Oh man, I think I saw a bright light that time! Or maybe that was the su-[Glub! Opps! No time to try to relax just yet. Luckily there's another gasp shortly after that.] GAAHH! This swimming thing is hard- [Opps, there went the journal. There's a muffled yell before the book is yanked up and out of the water.]

Oh man... it's soaked. [At last there is a view of a rather wet Vash, staring into the journal as he clutches onto a small piece of drift wood. That's a LOT of water behind him.]

Uh... is this thing still working? Ahahaha... heeeey there guys. No need to worry! But I uh, won't be home tonight. Or... uh... maybe a week. [He glances up. A big revealed grin shows up on his face.] Oh good! I can see the mountains from here! Now I know which wa- [Whoops, he got a little too excited, the book joins him back under water as he flips over his little piece of wood. It takes only a few moments for him to surface again.]

Aiaiaiiaiai... man that's cold and was that... salt? I'll just be home as fast as I can, okay?

[Action]

Sep. 24th, 2010 01:07 pm
goldenglasses: Maker on LJ (Failure)
[Vash had just finished raiding his fridge and made himself a ham sandwich. It was perfect. Cheese, mayo, lettuce, tomato, and plenty of ham! He set it on the table and with a smile on his face he was just about to sit down and enjoy this tasty meal when - Poof!

He found himself falling backwards into the nothingness where his chair should have been. What was worse? He found himself falling head over heels off of someone’s roof.]
GAHHHHHHHH! [Luckily Vash’s coat snags on the gutter so instead of falling to the ground, he’s stuck hanging upside from the roof. Whose roof? Maybe your roof!]

What the hell was th-snore. [And Vash is out. Come find the sleeping gunman hanging somewhere? He’ll be teleporting more than this, so maybe you’ll find him sleeping in your bed, next to the fountain, in a tree, or maybe in your lap! Just tell me where you’d like to find him or I’ll make something up - just go for it and have fun!

Oh and Wolfwood? He‘s going to be very displeased if he finds you ate his sandwich when he finally comes home.]

(OOC: And if he shows up in your home (or on it) I'm cool with housemates or just anyone really threadjacking! The more the merrier right?)

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