HOW'S MY DRIVING?

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E*mail: strangepath [at] yahoo.com
Times: Monday through Fridays after 1 am Central time; weekends usually after 7 pm ~ times are based on for normal work schedule and does not count those days I get off for vacation or holidays.


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Well? Satisfied? Pfft. That had to be one of the stupidest things I've seen before in my life.

And darlings, I've seen so many silly things~

Now then. Are we going back to the inane chatter? I so miss my daily dose of this lovely soap opera~

Oh Vash~ Do entertain me~

Goddammit!

Who the hell told these - these - things to come sneaking into a lady's bath, mm?! I am so not amused! Not one bit!

PFFFT!

Honestly. Can't a woman bathe in peace in this place? Nooo~ Why it's always one thing or another and really, dolls. That whole staring ghostly sadness stuff? So last planet. Really.

And stop staring. Why one would think that you're jealous~

Oh! What a lovely surprise! I've been dying to have something nice to wear! All the rags and tags were just getting boring, darlings. Honestly. How can one be at their best when the clothing looks like somethign a tomas threw up, mm?

Well. I thought up something a little less grand than a twenty thousand double dollar pair of heels for later on. Of course I think it would be just interesting if there was actually someone that could sew in this miserable place, wouldn't you agree? I only wish we had something better than ratty old things to work with. Sigh.

Knives~ Darling~ Sweetheart~ I have a surprise for you~

Honestly. Why do I even bother with you boys, mm? Wandering off and being oh so silly. Well. See if I be nice to you again.

Pfft~

So, are we done? Can I get some beauty sleep? Sigh. Do be dears and next time, try not to keep on yelling the same over this beastly contraption until it's after noon, mmkay?

Oh do let them kill each other off. It would be fun~ Honestly. Can't you people see what kind of mess it is as it is now? And they all wonder why humans are such pests~ Well, I can't believe a group of people so silly to consider themselves countries would do that much damage. Why, I'm sure they're just children. Honestly. What a sigh.

So. That said, I'm going out. The walls are getting boring, darlings, and I so need to stretch my legs. Would any of you darling men wish to accompany me? Why, I can make it worth your while~

I'm not too sure why people are complaining. After all, was anyone living there? Was there any need for that run down little shack? Come, come, tell Elie what you really think about destroying something that was just full of things that would eat you to look at you. Pffft. So sad. So silly.

Anyways, let's move on. I was thinking that this place needs some entertainment - the proper kind too and not just watching people get drunk off that vile alcohol. Maybe a gambling hall or some kind of sport thing. We had tomas racing in the Wastes, but I suppose that wouldn't work here. How about something fun like monster collecting or exploring the woods? I know that there are a few things out there, but really, what's life without some kind of amusement?

I'd really would like some exciting clothing, myself. I suppose it would be too much to ask for proper fashion in this place? The rag look is so last century you know~

[ voice on ]

So tell me darling humans~ Is it as good for you as it is for me? Inquiring minds do want to know~

[there's a loud clank followed by a hiss then another clank/his combination - the hissing sounds are close to the sound of pressurized air being released]

So much better. Mm, so much better~

[she laughs and the post is cut off]


[ooc; Aaaand last of the Team Trigun crew is regaining her abilities, but unlike the boys, Elendira's powers are pretty well exculsive to her body and a mental attack that works against aggressive thoughts. SO she won't be affecting people just herself. Also, those sounds? That's her, releasing her restraints.]

[voice on]

[BBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT--zzz--crack!]

Goddamn piece of shit! Stop that!

[slight feminine huff then sigh]

I suppose I should be keeping an eye on all you poor sillies but really. A girl has other things to do than worry about all your senseless whines and moans about murder and whatever else you idiots have to yap on about.

Now can I get back to work? Sigh. This place is going to fall apart--

[ voice off ]

Well. That was interesting. If you like that sort of thing, I suppose. But really, I think I fell asleep or something because it was just too dull, darlings. Noises? People making pacts. Oh sigh. Please. Let's see those tears, mmkay?

So things are looking up in a tiny bit - I had a lovely time with dear Knives in the woods, although there wasn't really anything to dance with. Honestly. People keep on saying there are monsters there but when you go looking for them, why there are none to be found. If I didn't know any better, I'd say the dearlings went slinking away the moment we hit the trees.

At least the leather is turning out nicely, although the dyes will need a touch bit more work.

They're so cute! Look! All so fuzzy and cute! Their fur would make a nice coat for some lucky person~

Oh! Knives! Knives~ Want to dance?

Well, well~ How interesting~ I do believe I heard the ducal tones of one Vash the Stampede~ How nice. How sweet.

So be careful. The man is a bit - oh I don't know - unstable? After all, he is a big bounty back home. Why, I think that his price was last at sixty billion double-dollars, but then they decided to declare him a natural disaster instead of doing anything more about him.

Outside of those insurance girls following him and hitting him if he got into trouble~

Honestly. We should all be thankful there's not much to this dump. He'll tear down a real city if he was standing in it. All for love and peace~

Oh. And don't forget the donuts~

[bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..zz...zzzz....CRACK]

Goddamm machine... I don't want to listen to all these fuck-ups...

[clears throat and talks like the women he pretends to be]

Hm. So. I have a little proposal for all you people out there. You do know that those creatures you kill - cows, rabbits oh I don't know - all have rather useful bits in them, mm? They have skin and bone and oh, I just do not have to go into details, right? Good.

Anyways, for a small exchange, I can take such leavings and give you people finished products with said things. Like clothing out of furs and skins, bone weapons - which can be useful mm? - and other little trinkets.

I would need a hand, of course but, I truly don't think any of you would mind with some help? After all, it would be useful~

[bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz]

Stupid, stupid, stupid little thing. I suppose if I just dropped you somewhere I will get another one and it'll be twice as annoying~

So. Little sandworms for the mouths, is it? Well. Idiots. What a way to ruin your already sad looks. Pfft. What should we expect what with how sadly soft all you people are. Is that what your worlds like? Soft? Or do you live in places where hygiene is some kind of greeting instead of a way of life.

Oh good. I can shut this off again.

I must say that this place is rather tiring, darlings. I mean honestly. Do you really want to sit there bemoaning things one moment and then go back to your boring little lives, mm? Of course a few of you people have to just - oh just be so special and cackle about whatever is on your tiny little minds.

How tragic. How sad. Sigh.

As for those little gifts - honestly. A mess. A disaster. The seeds went on out where there should be green stuff, the fish in the lake and shall I say that a paper hat is only good for burning? Mmhmm~ As for the vision, well no surprise there. He always was a bit soft on his dear old brother.

No Man's Land, mm? Well, well. How interesting~

Congratulations, Vash the Stampede~

What? No explosions, colored lights or dying screams? How dull.

Bah humbug.

Are you seriously considering that this stuff is supposed to be a good thing? It's white. It's cold. And did I mention that it fucks with delicate equipment? Pffft. So not amused, darlings. I'd rather ride a tomas than go out in this stuff.

[ voice ]

...Ow! Dammit! What the hell! I knew it. So knew it. This place wouldn't know what a good piece of equipment is suppose to be like. Look at that. My nails. Ruined.

Sigh. And just when the show is getting good out there too. I so enjoy the talking hats, but really. I so am not amused by shoddy equipment.

I suppose I should also find stuff to complain about? As in a... job? What a waste of time but eh, I can't say no to something, mm?

What a waste of time. Honestly. The only good thing to come out of that was the food and well, what can we say about that except bland, mm? Call me a bitch but I never thought such things were really important.

Holidays are for those that actually can afford them.