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Who: Vash and all
Broadcast: The Atroma Shopping Network
Action: Planet side
When: Anytime the planet is within range!

The Atroma Shopping Network

[Vash may not catch it, but The Atroma Shopping Network has been selling a few things from his home planet. Namely a few wanted posters with his face on it. Wow, those are a lot of zeros. The broadcaster will smile and talk about how this is an authentic wanted poster from the world of Gunsmoke, or No-man's Land, as some like to call it. See the details of the sand damaged edges? This is just a must have for collectors of western and outlaw memorabilia. As Vash the Stampede may be one of the most dangerous outlaws in the entire galaxy wanted dead or alive for sixty billion double dollars in his planet's currency!

While it's rumored that he's been involved in over 300 incidents of damage and destruction, some of his most famous crimes include: The murder of Count Lebnant Vasques. Causing class G weapon damage. Putting a crater into the planet's fifth moon. And of course the destruction of the major city of July overnight which lead to the death of over a million people. Call in now as supplies are limited!

Anyone is welcome to see this broadcast, but Vash himself has unfortunately missed it. As after he wasn't able to call in to buy a donut maker set he gave up on watching it.]

Planet Side

[Part of the reason Vash missed the broadcast? He's spending just about his WHOLE time planet side. At first just standing memorized by the snow. He's never seen or experienced anything like it before. Hardly even SEEN photos of it before. It's much colder than he though it would be.

Eventually it doesn't take too long before Vash rushes in and starts playing with the snow like a child. At first just grabbing armfuls and tossing it into the air. Kicking it around, flopping around into it, and just laughing at how wet it is. At some point in his play he'll realize the snow can also be packed. Which is bad news for people.

Where you just trying to take a quiet walk? Well TOO BAD. Because Vash has gotten some of the planet's kids in on his play. There are snow forts and the snowballs are flying. So that snowball that just smacked into your back? It totally wasn't thrown by the idiot in a bright red coat, hat, and gloves screaming: OH CRAP and ducking behind a snow fort. Nope. Not at all.

Or a bit of a slower paced snow fun? As Vash will have also discovered the joys of snowman building, although he's not very good at it yet, give him a hand?

And in the evenings he'll eventually drag himself back inside a bar to shiver, drip, and warm up with a strong drink of whiskey or hot chocolate..... spiked with vodka. Join him by the fire?]

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[Perhaps he'll teach Vash how to be a bit more subtle when diverting attention. That was terrible.]

Unfortunately, language etymology was never one of my specialties-- but I can tell you it goes back at least a few hundred years. Do they call you Gunsmokers, then?

Hmmm, you know, I'm not sure. I think they just call us people? Never thought about it before. [Possibly still Earthlings as the people had crashed landed. Then again, that generation had all died out, well, except for him and his brother, but they had been born on the ship.

So were they still Earthlings? If all the original passengers from Earth had passed away? It was a thought alright. One he wasn't willing to easily share.]

So if language ety... et-thingy wasn't your specialties, what was?

Tailoring. I even had my own shop before I was taken.

Oh, really? So if I lose a button on my jacket, could you fix it for me? I mean, I can do it myself, but I'm not very good at it and they usually pop off again pretty quickly.

[He's not even joking. He loves his trademark red jacket, but the thing can be hard to keep together at times.

...something about being shot often.]

[He laughs softly.]

I can teach you how, frankly. It's rather simple.

I dunno, I'm not very skilled with my hands and fingers, but I could give it a try.

Oh? What is it you do?

Me? [He chuckles as he takes a drink from his cup.] I suppose you could call me a drifter. Ah, not like this show or anything. Back home I kinda just wandered around and took on whatever odd job I could find. Dish washing, serving tables, garbage boy, bodyguard, stable boy, whatever I could find in exchange for either some cash or food.

[And he could easily leave if he was suddenly run out of town by bounty hunters.]

Not a particularly fulfilling life, but to each his own, hm?

Hey! It can be a pretty fulfilling life! Kinda nice being able to go wherever you please! Not to have any real responsibilities! Always available for a new adventure!

[Vash's lower lip extends out into a pout. He knows very well his life style wasn't glamorous, but it was his life.]

To each their own, as I said. I personally am more of a homebody-- but there's certainly appeal in drifting. Found any particular places of interest?

Honestly? Probably the most interesting place has been this planet! Snow really is really amazing and so much fun to play with!

Ah, haha, of course, I also don't get slugging and cold in this weather like you do either.