4th Confession [Action][Event]

[notabluesbro]

[That icon is the face he made at first.

"You've gotta' be fucking kidding me—"

Wolfwood has been teleporting since he found Vash dangling out of a treetop, and now it just won't stop. Among his list of places he's randomly teleported:

1.) Into the lake. If you're passing by, you may notice either flailing arms (along with veeeery colorful curse words, or just... bubbles. Yeah. He really needs to learn this whole swimming business. It's so sad to realize he'd been talking about the dangers of lakes just a while ago. Don't worry, he's crossless, so it should be easier to heft him out? :|a

2.) Into your homes! Whether he's crashing onto your set-up breakfast table, falling into your bed, locked in your cabinets with the cleaning supplies, dropping through the fireplace, whichever you choose! Anything you can imagine in your places, go ahead and have him tumbling in or just randomly appearing.

3.) If you're around the desert, a hand suddenly shoots out of the sand!! Yeah, he got stuck and it sort of piled up from there. Unsurprisingly enough, he's used to this;

4.) A GIANT CROSS JUST FELL RIGHT ON TOP OF YOU. Don't worry, Mr. Priest is coming soon after.

5.) Just... walking nervously through the forest with his cross weighing him down. He's exhausted as hell, what with all this teleporting, and really just wants to go home and sleep in his bed. And hopefully not get sick.

Anything else you find suitable or interesting for him to appear, by all means go for it. :3c]

Comments

[notabluesbro]

[Don't you call his cross a whore, you'll offend it. ;;

By the way, Wolfwood's falling right at him, too, once he recollects his bearings.]

1/3

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

1/2 Jesus Allen, little shop of horrors much?

[notabluesbro]

[What a nice landing. Very soft and not ground-like in the least—

Ooooh, whoops.]

[notabluesbro]

[He hops up and fully removes the cross, carefully helping the boy up by yanking him up like a crash test dummy.]

Ahaha, sorry about that! Are you all right there... Allen, was it?

[I REMEMBER THAT WEIRD TATTOO.]

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Sir??



I'm fine, fine! I think I've found your cross, at least. . .

[notabluesbro]

Wolfwood's th'name. It's been a few weeks.

[He chuckles and picks the cross up with his one manly hand. Check it out, man, this defies logic when you really look at that scrawny-limbed priest.]

That you did! I'm glad it didn't kill you, that's for sure.

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

It's nice to see you again, Mr. Wolfwood. . .



It wasn't that heavy! Does it often—fly out of nowhere. . . ?

[notabluesbro]

Unfortunately not. I've been having the poor luck of being randomly teleported through the air, probably by some stupid Malnosso experiment—I'm certainly not the first one to be affected lately.

No problems on your end?

[outwalks.livejournal.com]

Ah, I haven't run into anything yet! But I hope your luck improves. Have you been teleported very far?

[notabluesbro]

Yep! I've gone all over the place here—even fell through a few stories-worth of trees and ruined someone's tent. And someone's table. I also landed on a few people besides yourself. And I almost drowned in the lake.

[nod, nod]