voice & text

[ahappylie]

Who: Okita Souji
Broadcast: Yes
Action: Only if you can find him where he's hiding
When: Now!

[When everyone is still reeling from dealing with what happened on the planet, what better way to cheer everyone up than some seriously weird ass fun? Totally. He has the best ideas.

So on some morning after the drift has started and the Fleet seems to be calming down, everyone will get this lovely weird message on the comms. There is no picture of the speaker attached because he sure as hell isn't giving clues to his location.]

I heard from somewhere that this is a popular game in the future.

[Attached to the message are two images:

RateMe1.jpg

and

RateMe2.jpg]

Apparently, you look at a photograph and rate the person from 1 to 10. Feel free to send out more photographs to rate. I'm sure we all have opinions.

Comments

3/3

[goldenglasses]

[And then he's grinning again.] Because my hair is clearly an eight or nine at the least! And you forgot the stylish jacket!

[ahappylie]

[He knew that would get to him.]

Well~ you certainly do earn a lot of points for the jacket. Even if red isn't my color, it looks very good on you.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash thinks he's hideous to look at under his coat, but he doesn't really care what people rate him. He just likes to have a good time.]

Now you're talking! That's got to bump me up to an eight, right? Wait! Wait! I got it! [He takes out his golden tinted sunglasses and slides them onto his face. Tilting the camera up to get a good look.]

Right? Yeah! Really pulls the look together right? Now I clearly must be a ten!

[ahappylie]

[He's laughing on the other end of the feed, but keeps his video off. He can't let anyone see where he is or Crowley will straight up murderize him.]

I do have to give you points for style. Definitely an 8 now at the very least.

The glasses really pull it all together indeed.

[goldenglasses]

An eight? [Vash scoffs as if insulted.] Just can't find anyone with good taste out in space is all. [His voice has a slight pout tone to it as he winks for the camera.]

[ahappylie]

I suppose there isn't much danger of your hair poking me in the eye. You are very tall after all. Still, the danger is there, so I can't go higher than an 8.

[He's teasing and if he had his camera on, Vash would see him grinning at the wink.]

[goldenglasses]

Don't people love a tall, handsome man? I think you could even bump me up to a nine for height alone.

[ahappylie]

Some do, I think. I know-- [Hijikata was tall and he was certainly loved by the ladies.] --they are certainly popular. Although, I'm not sure how much of your height is you or your hair.

[goldenglasses]

See! I am also a man of mystery! Also something the ladies fall for! So, add a point for height and another point for the mystery!

[ahappylie]

But I'm not a lady, so wouldn't that detract again?

[goldenglasses]

Hmmmmm. Well, I'm not attracted to men myself so I'm afraid I'd just have to break all of their hearts is all. [Meaning he doesn't care about Okita's personal rating anymore. Not that he actually cared at all to begin with.]

But don't you worry! There are plenty of fish out there! I mean, not nearly as great as me, but they are still pretty good fish!

[ahappylie]

Ah, then my heart too is broken. How sad~ [He sounds like he's joking and maybe he is! Who knows. Feudal Japan and their ideas about sexuality doot doot doot]

I've always been curious about that phrase - fish. Why call people fish? It seems a little odd, when it's something you eat.

[goldenglasses]

I really don't know. We couldn't even get fresh fish where I come from. [Unless you got some from the Plants.] And yet it was still a phrase there too.