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 Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2008 6:58 pm
[...Food Items + Titles = heart ]
Jack yawned softly, looking up to the cabin ceiling. He looked very..full for the moment, the evidence clear, his sticky ungloved paws and the empty pudding cups around him.
He lifted himself up slowly, peering around. His egg wiggled in the pillow fortress he made for it, and Wuya...hung off the side of it.
He chuckled softly and flopped back down, groaning slightly from the pain of his full belly to the ground. Ugh..."Too..many pudding cups..", he muttered, wincing.
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2008 8:02 pm
Vash the Stampede. The Humanoid Typhoon. Outlaw and mass murderer. A gunman without peer. The devil in a red coat. And he was busily singing to himself with a ridiculous look on his face and horribly off key. Such was life for the peace loving, spiky-haired male as he wandered about lost in thought. This was such an interesting place and so many interesting people that despite getting tossed into a furry form, Vash was enjoying himself. All you had to do was wander aimlessly (something he was awfully good at) and you'd run into one adventure or another.
Which was the exact reason he was out and about today. That Dante character had been a neat fellow and he wondered what else fate might throw his way. Hopefully a pretty lady. Or a free meal. Or a bo- Blinking as he tripped over Jack's form, Vash wondered why he suddenly had his face in the dirt. Nobody had shot at him.... had they? No. He hadn't heard a gun shot. Confused, he looked at the thing he'd fallen on top of and made a sound as though discovering something and rose in the blink of an eye. "Oh hi! Sorry about that." He smiled and ran a paw over his head as he adjust his signature glasses.
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 10:27 am
As he was in peace..that was all gone. The pale faced boy went a little green in the face as he was tripped over, his stomach in general was already in pain, now filled him with a temporary amount of nausea.
He held his paw to his mouth for a moment, then let it slide down, the..color coming back to his face. "Urp...Ah..it..it's fine," he chuckled weakly, rubbing his belly, "I..shouldn't have been in the middle of the floor like that.."
He lifted himself up slowly and smiled, "So, what brings you to ths neck of the HQ? Your one I haven't met before!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 21, 2008 5:57 pm
Vash shook his head and grinned, "As long as you're alright." Stepping back a little as the other rose, the red clad kitsu shrugged, "Listening to music and hoping to find something to eat...." He frowned a little, almost pouting as his gaze played over the empty pudding cups. "Looks like you had a feast."
Another laugh as he plunked down and and fluttered his wings, "Yeah! I haven't you before! It's a pleasure!~" Nodding enthusiastically, Vash flashed his goofy grin. He didn't offer his name, though, usually didn't unless absolutely required.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 10:43 pm
"Yeah, you could say that. I had a little over my limit though, " he chuckled and sighed, getting up to clean the clutter. He knew Wuya would be fine with the egg, so he didn't disturb her..lest her wrath be slung upon them. "Oohh..You sound like me on a normal day," he added, laughing silently.
He go them all together and went to throw them away, stuffing his own spoon into his coat on the way back. "MMhmm, so stranger, what's your name?", he asked, noting that he had wings. ... Hmm..This would seem..interesting.
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Posted: Tue Jan 22, 2008 11:02 pm
"Huh?" Vash blinked and looked over at Jack, his attention having been drawn by Wuya and the egg. Why'd he have a egg? Tilting his head to the side, he blinked his eyes once more, "Sorry...." Expression falling a little, he smiled apologetically with no idea what Jack had just said.
Turning as the other walked by, he smiled but hesitated... Should he use an alias....? Nobody else had reacted to his name... Eyeing Jack a moment, he shrugged. Ah well. Better to be honest then lie, right? Less chance for confusion and violence. "I'm Vash!~ And you are?"
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 8:07 pm
"Haha..It's fine," he told him, smirking. After hearing his name he smiled more, "Nice to meet ya, I'm Jack Spicer, Prince of Darkness!"
His eyebrows waggled a bit, and he looked back to check the two again. "I see you have a pair of wings..", he muttered, smiling, "I have a pair of my own as well...", he chuckled, referring to his helipack, the pride and joy of his electronics for the moment...for it...kind of was the only thing from the past that worked anymore...
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 8:19 pm
"Prince of Darkness....?" Vash tilted his head, a little confused. Who held that sort of title? Then again... he had more then a few nicknames that might not be so positive either. Shrugging, he let it slide and nodded, fluttering his wings with a look of slight displeasure, "Don't remind me."
They bothered him, really. He could fly now, yes, but... it was still odd when you'd never possessed them before.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:06 pm
He chuckled softly and nodded, "Yep, I also go by the Czar of Destruction, and..many others," he grinned, tilting his head. "Heh..Well, at least yours are natural..", he smirked, flickering a tail.
Ahh..His helipack..it was his current pride..and it really helped him in his transportation needs..Since the poor...dear kitsu has little upper body strength..and tires very easily.
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