35th Confession [video]

[notabluesbro]

 Well, isn't this freaking fantastic?

[Hey guys. Guess who's upside down and stuck to his ceiling? Everything else is in it's normal gravity and positions, of course, so this isn't exactly the best shift he could have picked. Even worse, his journal is stuck on Blingee Mode, and it's not going away.



Not that he's aware it's ruining is perfect grumping face. Stupid shift week. It's ruining his fatherly duties here. And uh, maybe it was his turn to feed the stupid animals, he's not sure.]

Anyone have any interesting tales they've got from this one? I've heard of people's hair turning into brooms--go ahead and ask Vash about that, but I have pictures if he denies it. Maybe I'll make a few medals for 'weirdest shift of the week' for someone. Maybe then you'll feel a little better about walking through a door and ending up in the middle of the ocean, or something.

['NYEOW.'

Kuroneko skutters across the ceiling, right behind Wolfwood.

He sighs and gives up hope that he'll be getting down today.]

Looks like the lights are my only friends up here.

Comments

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[thedicearecast]

[You know what? Amelia's not saying anything.

She's just going to go into the other room, and hold up her journal so Wolfwood can see the video.

Bling bling.]

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[notabluesbro]

...........

What the hell is that?

[um]

Amelia, I knew you were short on hobbies to do around here...

[CLEARLY THE PROBLEM IS YOURS NOT MINE. YEAH.]

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[thedicearecast]

You can't seriously think I don't have anything better to do than make you glittery.

[STOP BEING IN DENIAL WOLFWOOD.]

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[notabluesbro]

... Well, I wouldn't say I'd rule it out...

[Okay, no, he's just trolling at this point. But he sighs anyway, looking down from his place on the ceiling. He's been sitting here cross-legged for a while now.]

My journal's getting shifted, too, huh?

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[thedicearecast]

[Well, Amelia is not impressed by your trolling. So there.]

Looks like. Glad it's not all of you though. We would've had to kick you out of the house.

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[notabluesbro]

Aaaah, that's a little cruel, don't you think?

[upside-down-Amelia, you wound me!]

After all, Vash is the one complaining all over the place this shift around.

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[thedicearecast]

Do I need to show you the picture again? It hurts to look at.

[Good. Now she'll twist the knife counter-clockwise.]

Vash always complains. He doesn't sparkle.

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[notabluesbro]

... True. But he can probably do that without the shift, just to annoy you.

[YOU NEVER KNOW.]

But I promise, the moment I start getting shiny like that, you can throw me in the nearest room and lock it.

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[thedicearecast]

He does it now, I'm blaming you for giving him the idea.

[Fair warning.]

Good. I'm not keeping Vash from taking pictures though.

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[notabluesbro]

That's okay, I got plenty of pictures of his little shifting problem myself.

Did you want some copies?

[HEUEHEUHEUHUE]

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[thedicearecast]

...That's seriously tempting.

[Seriously, Amelia's considering this. Who knew when the opportunity to blackmail Vash would come in handy?]

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[notabluesbro]

Isn't it? Think of the endless possibilities. He'd never live it down!

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[thedicearecast]

You don't need my help for that.

[But hey, who is she to pass up good material like this?]

The problem is the grief he might give him if he finds out I've got pictures of him. Even those.

[Voice] 1/2

[goldenglasses]

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH [Oh wait... did he say broom?]

[Voice] 2/2

[goldenglasses]

WOLFWOOD! DON'T TALK ABOUT THAT!

AND I WANT THOSE PICTURES!

[Voice]

[notabluesbro]

[AMELIA SHOWED ME THE HORROR

FUCK YOU, SPIKEY.

Okay, so maybe that's an overstatement. Still.]

No way in hell, needle noggin. These pictures are comedy gold.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Trade you them for the ones I just took of you.

[Voice]

[notabluesbro]

Nah, this is recorded. I'm already screwed.

[Seriously, this is recorded for posterity.]

But yours are way worse. So no trade, sorry.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Aww! Come on Wolfwood! I'll babysit whenever you want! I'll feed the cats for a whole year!

[Voice]

[notabluesbro]

Hmm... You're trying pretty hard there. You really so eager to get rid of these great pictures?

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

YES!

[Voice]

[notabluesbro]

...

You're going to have to try harder than that. It's not always easy, getting blackmail this good, y'know.

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

BLACKMAIL!? WHAT KIND OF PREACHER MAN ARE YOU!?

[Voice]

[notabluesbro]

[he cackles at that

what kind of preacherman do I look like, bro??]

[Voice]

[goldenglasses]

Wolfwood. I want those pictures back now.