forĀ aĀ momentĀ heĀ onlyĀ stoodĀ there. he was naive to think his brother could be so easily saved. they were opposite sides of the same coin yet somehow a reflection of one another. theyād never see eye to eye and that very thought brought pure sadness into vashās usually kind heart. He hated this , hated what theyād become. Ā
ā Ā why . . . whyĀ areĀ youĀ doingĀ this? Ā ā Ā he couldnāt possibly wrap his mind around such a thing. He lowers the gun, arm dropping to his side. Ā ā Ā IĀ donātĀ evenĀ recognizeĀ youĀ anymore. Ā ā
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ā ¤ . . you are a terribly festering thing . it is some element of nature , you think āøŗ plants are healthy spaces to grow things . like vash's stupidity , like your own molten anger . you nurture , you give , you raise only the best . you think it's going to eat you from the inside out ; leave you as much a husk as the corpsed sister before you . ANOTHER DEAD PLANT āøŗ your brother too late, you too incapable , neither able to save her. there's a plaintive whine in your throat , no matter how much you hate it . vash makes you childish , makes you a brother and not a prophet.
ā ¤ ā put that useless gun down , vash. i'm not here for āøŗ i was leaving , alright ? ā
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tv show ask meme : TRIGUN STAMPEDE (2023). (1/3)
a selection of lines taken from the 2023 anime trigun stampede. quotes taken from the english dub version. modified slightly for rp purposes.
[name], come back right now!
try your very best to survive for me.
i don't know what will kill you first--your driving or me.
really shootin' for the stars, huh?
it might be hard to tell from your ivory tower, but this place is cruel beyond belief.
this world will eat you alive.
he's a man, not a monster.
i'm really not much of a fighter.
you'll have to speak up if you care to be heard.
if we don't act now, things will just get worse.
i would prefer not to fight if that's cool with you.
don't you think this is dumb?
we've got an audience. we might as well give them a show!
forget the job! you're risking all our lives!
so, uh. i might be out of ammo.
you're afraid of something, aren't you?
don't scold me.
i'll rip him from those parasites. and once i have, i'll exterminate them for good.
nothing spurs people like revenge.
i'll keep your buddies safe.
you didn't have to do that on my account.
this would be a lot easier if you would put up a fight.
should be a fun hunt.
spare me the blame. lady luck can be a real bitch.
take it easy, boss.
are you so short sighted you believe running away makes you some sort of saint?
is fighting head on always right? it risks lives, and for what?
power is justice. power is truth.
when the world ends, will it ask if you're in the mood?
if you let me i'll save you, too.
you couldn't spare a goodbye?
who are you so convinced is after you?
i have been born anew.
who the hell's side are you on anyway?
your power is immense, [name].
have you ever wondered what it's like to speak with a god?
i'm taking it back. it belongs to me.
it must feel nice. stunning the masses with your tricks, collecting their cries of admiration.
does their praise cure it? the loneliness?
stop this, [name]! stop this!
come here and talk to me.
i'm still me, and you're still living off empty words.
god cleansed what man had sullied. just as i will now.
why here? why now? why do it, [name]? why!?
dumb luck is a necessity.
i don't deserve to cry.
i suppose that's between him and god.
there's no dying on my watch!
scram, will you? you're messing with my mojo.
you looking to crucify somebody?
what con artist is stupid enough to charge this price?
i'm tough. the man upstairs blessed me that way.
you guys aren't hurt, are you?
he profits on death.
well, i got nothin'.
if we don't figure a way out of here soon we're dead, too.
you got a god complex or a death wish?
self-sacrifice might satisfy your ego but don't throw your life away.
i'm gettin' real tired of this game.
this guy is the type of killer who does his work with a smile.
those are the eyes of a good guy.
no more scarin' me, please and thank you.
congrats. i guess you're onto me.
can you please just tell me where my friends are?
i don't understand you at all.
if you're so certain i have them, then why don't you make me?
you left yourself wide open. again.
though we may have our differences, i appreciate you saving me.
his weapon of salvation is a weapon of mass destruction.
now you'll get to kill some friends. your favorite past time.
we will pry it open. and if we must, we will destroy his very being.
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heĀ rubsĀ theĀ backĀ ofĀ hisĀ neckĀ andĀ sighs.Ā āĀ yeahĀ IĀ donātĀ thinkĀ IāmĀ cutĀ outĀ forĀ prison. Ā āĀ words were followed by a nervous laugh. Though he wasnāt entirely sure heād make it alive if anyone got their hands on him. For his head and the price that was on it he could only guess that theyād take him regardless of whether or not he was still breathing. He stands up and swipes some of the sand off his pants, eyes moving to look at the other.
ā Ā wellĀ . . .Ā itāsĀ almostĀ timeĀ forĀ meĀ toĀ moveĀ onĀ toĀ yetĀ another placeĀ orĀ townĀ or. . .Ā āĀ Ā he shrugs then frowns momentarily before hiding away his emotions and covering them with a goofy smile.Ā āĀ troubleĀ followsĀ meĀ everywhereĀ IĀ go , yanno. BestĀ notĀ toĀ dragĀ anyoneĀ elseĀ into it. Ā āĀ besides being on the run from humanity itself he was avoiding his brother as well. Itās been so long . . . he wondered how much more time he had before theyād come face to face again.
he hadn't seen someone so happy over a wanted poster before. the parchment holding a sketch of the other male, with numbers below it. numbers that were so astronomical for just one man. he didn't question what he did. he didn't want to be considered an accomplice, if the guy got caught or something.
when the paper is stuffed in his pocket, he reaches to fold his arms across his chest. taking a look around, there was no sign of... much. desert, sand, desert, more sand. this place was a hellhole and he wasn't sure how he even ended up here.
ā good plan, but you'd end up in jail, ā he replies finally, a chuckle in his voice. ā and i dunno if i'm up for a prison break. ā at least, he didn't think so. but that kind of money was seemingly hard to come by out here.
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vashĀ takesĀ theĀ handkerchiefĀ withĀ aĀ mumbled āthanksā. He hadnāt even noticed that he was bleeding as though his adrenaline was too high to realize. Wolfwood was certainly an interesting character. Even with the glasses on he felt he was being looked straight through. But he was convinced there was more to the Punisher . . . something underneath that hard exterior that no one else could notice. He sighs and sits down , back against the wall. Ā ā Ā IāmĀ notĀ soĀ easilyĀ knockedĀ down , yanno. Ā āĀ Ā
More often than not he was running right into action but always walked away from it. Ā ā Ā IāmĀ stillĀ aliveĀ arenātĀ I? Ā ā Ā He presses the cloth against his forehead , lightly wiping away the blood. He looks away for a moment , usually happy eyes now burdened with the situation at hand. This was the price he paid . . . getting hurt to save people even though theyād turn him in in an instant. He hides the emotion with another smile while looking up to the other. Ā ā Ā IĀ donātĀ thinkĀ youādĀ stillĀ beĀ hereĀ ifĀ youĀ didnātĀ care.Ā ForĀ whatĀ reason . . . IāmĀ notĀ sureĀ yet. Ā ā
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ā ā Seeing the blond flash one of those empty smiles was painful to watch, it almost hurts to look at. If not a little obnoxious. Wolfwood averts his gaze from behind dark tinted glasses while clicking his tongue in irritation, lips clamped on a crooked cigarette.
The dumbass, as he's come to learn, was a walking death wish. It's like he's in a race between excessive self-sacrifice and misguided savior-complex, and in all of Wolfwoodās shitty years on this shit-ass planet, heās never met a man with so much foolish conviction.
" I don't know why I even put up with this shit. " he mutters, mostly to himself, as he takes a long drag before flicking the cig to the ground and stubbing it with his shoe. Marching over towards the other, he fishes something out of his breast pocket. " Here, wipe yourself off. "
Wolfwood hands him a handkerchief which he insists the other take. " Tsk. Your forehead's bleeding, Needle-noggin. Be thankful that's all you got, with me having to come in at the last minute to save your jumpy ass. "
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