#trigun really is a special kind of brainrot

[yuhi-san]

I sat my ass down and put some meta thoughts into word that have been swirling in my head for ages for @tristampparty day 9 Brad and luida

Because i wont be finishing the planned story on time, soo

Brad, Luida and ship three went in completely blind when it came to how to handle vash being an independent pant. They had nothing to go off on and as far as they knew, independents were a theoretical possibility but vash was the first one they encountered (not even luida had the clearance to see anything that could contain mentions of tesla). Vash isn’t really human but he isn’t like a dependent plant either.

I made a post about how that regarding how vash initially seemed to go through a human lifecycle a lot faster, until they realized he just stopped aging at a certain point.

The other thing I wonder is, do brad, luida and at least some of the others know about tesla?

The answer is, im sure it will never come up in canon. And I guess people are inclined to say, no way would vash ever open up to anyone about it.

But I think brad and luida know. Not much. Maybe just that there was an independent before them and she had died from the experiments done on her. Just these two things is all vash ever said.

Because see, in stampede vash came to ship three when he was still very small. It became his home, he actually bonded with all these people, they are like family. And he was still very young when the traumatic loss of his arm happened.

It changes the dynamic between him and these people a lot compared to trimax and 98.

Vash doesn’t have a regular prosthesis but a cybernetic one (or three if you like me follow the hc that his legs are prosthesis as well). also there is metal and hardware (?) on his chest and stuff. But even

My point is, those aren’t things he got from patching himself up or went through shabby surgery in a back alley or something of no man’s land.

 Initial surgery when luida brought him back aside, that must have been ‘experimented’ with vash to some degree because they knew nothing. Can he get sick? How does he response to medicine, to painkillers? To anesthetics? Vash bleeds but does he have bloodtypes like a human? What are they supposed to do when he lost his arm? Give him a bloodtransfusion like they would with a human and hope his body wont reject it? Throw him in a plant tank and hope that the plants can do for him what he does for them?

And even if they were kind and patient and understanding and reassuring about it, there must have been so many moments where it was literally just trial and error because they simply had nothing to go on. It must have been so scary for vash.

But especially with his arm (and possibly his legs). It’s an cybernetic arm. There are cables and shit directly connected to his body. It’s not a regular stump he has, it’s a port, its hardware embedded in his flesh.

And surgeries are scary, especially for kids. Its normal to be afraid of them. But vash must have been beyond terrified by the mention of it. Far, far more so than could be reasonably explained as a normal reaction. So I think vash told them because he was too terrified, too afraid, didn’t know what else to do or say. A hysteric outburst more likely than calm communication.

(“There was an independent before us. They experimented on her. She’s dead.”)

It was terribly for everyone involved.

But, like even if vash didn’t tell them.

At some point, he made the conscious and active decision to trust this people so unconditionally. Despite his rocky start with them and what had transpired with the blackbox, they could reassure vash that he was save and no one would do him any harm.

Vsh trusted them enough to let them put him under, take a scalpel to him, change his body irrecoverably but he would come out of it alright, wouldn’t endure any unnecessary pain by their hand.

Like, if you think about it like that, after the horror of what happened to tesla that shaped him and nai so much, vash found it in himself to trust these people with what then and possibly still might be his biggest trauma. And like rem had promised, he didn’t end like his sister

[yuhi-san]

For day  10  of @tristampparty I wrote a little something about zazie. Hope you all enjoy

„You should have seen his face,“ Zazie said excitedly. “It had oh crap written all over it, right before the trailer smacked into him. It was hilarious.” They were currently hanging out in the backseat of a car, off to some assignment or another with Legato. They didn’t need such forms of transportation but they found riding in a car to be rather fun. The same could not be said for their partner in crime.

Legato’s only reaction to Zazies retelling of the Punishers misadventure. “Will he be able to fulfill his part in Master Knives plan?”

“I guess… they did scrap him off the floor and keep him around.” Legato nodded and Zazie sunk deeper into the seat, sulking. That guy was just no fun.

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 They didn’t have more luck with Double Fang. They more or less expected that, after all most of the time the man seemed like nothing but an empty shell driven by the need to follow orders. It was worth a try though.

“The trailer smacked right into him, it was glorious. Pretty sure that gave him a concussion for real. He looked so stupid!”

Double fang, if he was even listening, didn’t stop his task of cleaning his guns. Zazie felt their excitement sink again.

“He was your buddy, wasn’t he”, they implored. “You humans seem to enjoy listening to embarrassing stories or funny misfortune of other so much, don’t you?”

No reaction. Zazie huffed. They doubted they would get a better result with Razlo.

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“I’m sure he meant to do a dramatic entrance. Mysteriously wandering the desert alone and all that. But then that girl somehow managed to hit him with the trailer when there was literally nothing else to hit in sight.”

Zazie had been tasked to bring Midvalley a message. They didn’t mind playing messenger. It was easy for them and far less tedious than other tracks in their opinion. “It was so funny! It couldn’t have been more embarrassing!”

Midvalley smirked a little and took a leisurely sip of his drink. “Well, I’d say he had it coming. He has been getting awfully cocky lately.”

That was more of a reaction than Legato or Double Fang had given but still pretty disappointing. Zazie deflates with a sigh. Everyone was so boring.

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They didn’t even try to bring it up with Millions Knives. Tha man had, if possible, a stick wedged up further his digestive track than even Legato. He also probably wouldn’t recognize humor if it slammed into him with its broadside, like the trailer had with the Punisher.

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“He was probably relieved for a split second that he wasn’t going to be run over. But then BAM! The trailer took him out.”

“Pffft-”

“It smacked right into him and straight up sent him flying! .”

“Stoooop!”

“It catapulted him multiple feet through the air. And you should have seen his flailing!”

Elendira was cackling like mad, trying hard to get a grip. She had to crouch down and hold on to her stomach once Zazie vividly demonstrated just what the Punisher had looked like when he was hit by a vehicle in the middle of nowhere before his mission could even really begin.

By the time Conrad entered the room Elendira was rolling on the ground, hitting it with her fists between fits of near hysterical giggles.

“What is going on here?” Conrad demanded to know.

Zazie turned to him with a sly smile. “Oh, noting much. Just retelling the story of how your oh so creation was nearly taken out by a short woman in a car.”