The Comedic Adventures of
Vash that make little to no sense
WARNING The fallowing story contains adult martial (though as adult as a boy on his 18th birthday) And suggestive themes ('Bout as suggestive as a communist suggestion box)
Our story opens with our hero, the amazing, Vash the stampede, (The man who will slaughter the innocent, with the price of $$60 billion on his head and the rest of that jazz) in a suburban mall. Mr. Vash was in a music store, sampling one of the many fine choices of music, which this time happened to be some catchy upbeat salsa. Vash was well into the beat, dancing wildly. "Oh yeah good beat.uh-huh...oh yeah!!" he said from time to time whilst grooving. The music ended, and so did the dancing. Vash pushed a few buttons and looked around, behind him two young girls had be watching him the entire time. "What's up with that guy?" "I don't know check out that coat, and the hair!" "..yeah, he's kinda cute!!" Vash slip up he awesome cool sunglasses (*sigh* I so wanna a pair!!) "Umm.excuse me ladies.Is there a problem?" he asked. The two girls jumped Oh.oh oh nothing!! Nothing at all teehee." One exclaimed, "See?! He is cute!!" Vash scratched the back of his neck, "Uh-huh..ooookay then.." Vash turned back to the console, pushed a few buttons, and unleashed an unspeakable evil!! "WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?! WHO??!! WHO WHO WHO?!!! WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?!!" The headphones belched out this horrible excuse for music. The Humanoid Typhoon acted coolly. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!! AND ALL THAT IS HOLY!" Okay so I lied. Vash through the head phones to the ground, drew his gun, and blasted. Vash panted "Oh jeez..that was close." He turned around, and posed heroically. "NEVER FEAR LADIES! I have saved you?..ladies?" The girls had ran off shrieking. "OH MY GOD HE'S GOT A GUN!!" "OH MY GOD HE'S CRAZY!!!""OH MY GOD HE'S SO CUTE!!" Vash scratched the back of his neck once more. "Uh-huh...anyways" Vash waltzed over to the counter, and dropped down a nice stack of cds, and waited for the clerk, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. (it was only like five minutes, but that's a long time, if you think about it.) Finally Vash hopped the counter and took the matters into his own hands, and scanned the cds. "Ahh, excellent selections!" hopped the counter "Why, thank you!" hopped. "Yes of course, will that be all?" hop "Yes, I think so" hop "Would you like reserve anything? We do have the Cowboy Bebop box set coming out next Monday" hop "Agh, no thanks" hop "Alright that's $36.98" hop "Can I write a check?" hop "Sure you can! I just need to see some ID" hop "Okay here you go" hop "This doesn't look like you." hop "Ahhh c'mon! Sure it does! Besides we know each other other right?" hop "No, I do not believe we do, sir. And in this day and age one can't to careful!' hop "Alright I'll pay cash then, let's see." By this time the clerk had gather the courage to stand. "AGH! Please!! Just leave!!" Vash was startled out of his wits, "Who wha huh?!" The clerk was crying "Please! Just go!!!" Vash looked around franticly, grabbed the cds, and slammed a one hundred dollar bill down on the counter and bolted. "YAGGHHHH!!!!!" He ran screaming down through the mall into the food court, panting he said. "Oh man, I shot that poor woman's store up good.oh can I ever.HEY!! DOUGHNUTS!!" Vash smiled with gleam and trotted up the counter. "I'd like a dozen pleeeease"
WARNING The fallowing story contains adult martial (though as adult as a boy on his 18th birthday) And suggestive themes ('Bout as suggestive as a communist suggestion box)
Our story opens with our hero, the amazing, Vash the stampede, (The man who will slaughter the innocent, with the price of $$60 billion on his head and the rest of that jazz) in a suburban mall. Mr. Vash was in a music store, sampling one of the many fine choices of music, which this time happened to be some catchy upbeat salsa. Vash was well into the beat, dancing wildly. "Oh yeah good beat.uh-huh...oh yeah!!" he said from time to time whilst grooving. The music ended, and so did the dancing. Vash pushed a few buttons and looked around, behind him two young girls had be watching him the entire time. "What's up with that guy?" "I don't know check out that coat, and the hair!" "..yeah, he's kinda cute!!" Vash slip up he awesome cool sunglasses (*sigh* I so wanna a pair!!) "Umm.excuse me ladies.Is there a problem?" he asked. The two girls jumped Oh.oh oh nothing!! Nothing at all teehee." One exclaimed, "See?! He is cute!!" Vash scratched the back of his neck, "Uh-huh..ooookay then.." Vash turned back to the console, pushed a few buttons, and unleashed an unspeakable evil!! "WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?! WHO??!! WHO WHO WHO?!!! WHO LET THE DOGS OUT?!!" The headphones belched out this horrible excuse for music. The Humanoid Typhoon acted coolly. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!! AND ALL THAT IS HOLY!" Okay so I lied. Vash through the head phones to the ground, drew his gun, and blasted. Vash panted "Oh jeez..that was close." He turned around, and posed heroically. "NEVER FEAR LADIES! I have saved you?..ladies?" The girls had ran off shrieking. "OH MY GOD HE'S GOT A GUN!!" "OH MY GOD HE'S CRAZY!!!""OH MY GOD HE'S SO CUTE!!" Vash scratched the back of his neck once more. "Uh-huh...anyways" Vash waltzed over to the counter, and dropped down a nice stack of cds, and waited for the clerk, and waited, and waited, and waited, and waited. (it was only like five minutes, but that's a long time, if you think about it.) Finally Vash hopped the counter and took the matters into his own hands, and scanned the cds. "Ahh, excellent selections!" hopped the counter "Why, thank you!" hopped. "Yes of course, will that be all?" hop "Yes, I think so" hop "Would you like reserve anything? We do have the Cowboy Bebop box set coming out next Monday" hop "Agh, no thanks" hop "Alright that's $36.98" hop "Can I write a check?" hop "Sure you can! I just need to see some ID" hop "Okay here you go" hop "This doesn't look like you." hop "Ahhh c'mon! Sure it does! Besides we know each other other right?" hop "No, I do not believe we do, sir. And in this day and age one can't to careful!' hop "Alright I'll pay cash then, let's see." By this time the clerk had gather the courage to stand. "AGH! Please!! Just leave!!" Vash was startled out of his wits, "Who wha huh?!" The clerk was crying "Please! Just go!!!" Vash looked around franticly, grabbed the cds, and slammed a one hundred dollar bill down on the counter and bolted. "YAGGHHHH!!!!!" He ran screaming down through the mall into the food court, panting he said. "Oh man, I shot that poor woman's store up good.oh can I ever.HEY!! DOUGHNUTS!!" Vash smiled with gleam and trotted up the counter. "I'd like a dozen pleeeease"