Nicholas D. Wolfwood (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
notabluesbro) wrote2010-09-24 01:59 pm
notabluesbro) wrote2010-09-24 01:59 pm
4th Confession [Action][Event]
[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]
"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]
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[he guesses it makes sense. If they can have fish that swallow ships, there can be worms as big as towns]
I take it they're more a pain in the ass than your garden variety ones.
1/2
Someone preferred to run and flop around yelling than actually shoot at them. Which is really fun to do, when they can demolish a building like it were made of straw.
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Pretty please~?
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Shithead's consistent as always.
We had a sudden influx of these shitty, flesh-eating butterflies one time... I'm sure you can figure out the rest. [bowl = filled. He's kinda impressed you asked]
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Hummm, did he play hopscotch and sing happy songs with them, too?
[He grins.]
To be honest, some of that thinking'd rubbed off on me, back home. As much as I tried to kick his ass toward a different point of view, he's so damn persistent. There are a lot of shitty situations where I still think he overdoes it, but at this point, I just accept it.
But I still punch him in the back of the head when it bugs me, anyway.
...Besides, I'm a priest. Supposed to be a pacifist, right?
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And right, right. Supposed to.
[peers at him] You actually serious about that priesthood shit? [Because sir, you are not like any priest he's met]
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You ever meet a chef that loved his job, loved interacting with people and tryin' to cook for 'em—someone who's certified, goes into the kitchen day in and day out and works on knowin' those recipes...
But all-in-all he's just a shit cook?
[He smirks and pats his chest.]
That, my friend, is a fine comparison to me bein' a priest.
I figured you knew that much by now, huh?
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Maaah, forgive my ignorance. It pays to be sure about these things.
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[He offers the cook a mischievous grin.]
Buuut... I think I'll try relaxing around here, as long as this place gives me an option. It's been a long time since I've gotten a little R&R.