4th Confession [Action][Event]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[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

Comments

[Action]

[blackenedchaos]

[Go figure, of all the days Yuber decides to go enjoy some time away from the idiot humans in the desert, the Malnosso decide it would be a great idea to bring the humans to him.

Yeah, he notices that hand popping up from the sand. Just a shame Wolfwood won't be noticing a sword coming towards that hand rather soon.

Hopefully the priest can get himself out before his hand is stabbed?]

Re: [Action] so it begins. :3c

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, out pops a head, just in time to see a sword coming down at him-and he does a cute little swat at the ground, and in return out pops the Punisher, deflecting the tip of the blade from him!]

The hell is your problem?!

[SCRAMBLING OUT OF THE SAND WITH IT AND HACKING UP A SANDY LUNG~]

[Action] Of course, it had to be done...

[blackenedchaos]

[And the demon grins when he sees a weapon come out. Well, if his time in the desert was to be intruded upon by humans, he may as well enjoy some bloodshed.]

You are in my territory, so that means that your blood is mine to shed now.

[And now Yuber will indeed be attacking with both of his swords now.]

Re: [Action] Well, Wolfwood's luck, man... 1/2

[not_a_bluesbro]

In your-

[Oh, the eyes: this must've been that guy. That Yuber prick. Wolfwood brings up the wrapped cross sideways, grunting though he moves fluidly and swift with such a heavy weapon, blocking and back-stepping rather clumsily.

But at least he knew how to fight in sand...]

[wanderer_jack]

[Just after settling the dispute of the tent that had been crushed by a humanoid typhoon, a cross then streaks out of the sky and onto the remnants of the tent...and the samurai's hat. At this, the samurai just looks on in abstract horror, one eyebrow twitching at the turn of events. Is some higher power after him? Did he anger a god somewhere along the line?]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Funny, Jack, Wolfwood was wondering those very questions as he comes snapping through tree branches, landing right on top of where his cross had fallen. He just winces and... lays there, in defeat. Oh Lord, did he do something particularly bastardish today? Is this for hitting Vash in the head with a rock? He really didn't mean to...]

[wanderer_jack]

[Jack's head turns almost completely on one side, eyebrow still twitching.] Um...are you alright?

1/2

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Very, very slowly... he sits up, wincing.]

I'm just fine, what a miracle.

[goldenglasses]

['Sup buddy. Finally coming home? Well, guess who's still in the tree you left him in? His poor sandwich has probably spoiled by now! Never mind! Jack was kind enough to save him! Oh! And his head stopped bleeding. He'll be sitting at the table, ice pack on his pounding head, devouring a bag of donuts when you come home. Shut up. He needed them.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Hey, I'm back. Don't worry, he's not teleporting in, just calmly walking through the front door, looking quite frazzled. Yuber's a jerk, the forest hates him, and the Malnosso are specifically out to get him, he thinks.]

Oh, you're out of the tree.

[He didn't bother looking in the tree, come on. B|]

[goldenglasses]

Decided to come home did you? [Eying you around that ice pack. He does not like those ripped clothes.] You alright?

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Wolfwood handwaves the question like a bawss.]

Nothing serious, just a few scratches and scrapes.

I've been meeting quite a few colorful people today, at any rate. Also learned how it feels to not swim... Maybe swimming lessons are in order.

Re: [Action]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[HOLY CRAAAAA-

And with a surprised noise and a crash, your table is probably ruined by the combined weight of almost 400 or so pounds of rushing weight. :I

A priest is laid out in whatever wreckage there may be, with a giant... very hefty cross laying across him.]

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Wolfwood groans and sits up; he actually has leaves in his hair, and maybe a rip or two in his suit. It's been a loooong day...]

Oh, Naoki! What a pleasure meeting you here...

Sorry about the table.

/holds place

[sniperkingftw]

[ Things have been loud, but Usopp hasn't really been hit by a random teleportation so far; in fact, as he crosses one of Luceti's many bridges, he's juuuuuust starting to wonder if he's getting off lucky this time.

Usopp will take option 4 for 500, Alex. Ever see a Longnose flattened like a pancake? :Db

...he should have expected something like this, really. ]

/HOW DARE YOU HOLD A PLACE SO GREEDY

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Oh, that's wonderful, Usopp deary. But if he manages to start recovering, another heavy weight'll be dropping down toward him soon after: a preacherman, who is by this point in time really sick of traveling in the blink of an eye.]

I'M SUCH A FIEND

[sniperkingftw]

[ Oh, do people start recovering from these things? He was considering giving up early in the game, but he might as we-- holyshitthatjustgotheavier ]

W-what...?

1/2 TO YOUR MUSES, YES.

[not_a_bluesbro]

[Blink, blink.]

[This drop wasn't too bad. The landing at Naoki's was far more unpleasant for his back, anyway...]