vincent van blair
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EXCELLENT expositing, vincent! the secret tunnel leads straight beneath the makeup department. from there, we follow our noses to perfume, where we enter via a service shaft...
okay!
so if nobody's watching, we can talk about our plan to use the secret tunnel under henrik's, right?
so if nobody's watching, we can talk about our plan to use the secret tunnel under henrik's, right?
"Mostly just angry people. However, I *did* get the opportunity to spend some time in an industrial kitchen and..." He stopped speaking, staring up at the stars. "More importantly, how have *you* been?"
vincent took a drag. it's no menthol. 'i like to keep my eyes on the ground. you never know where a story might turn up. where'd you wander? see anything interesting?'
"Did you want to write about me?" He asked, tone playful.
While he stayed sprawled out on the ground like a lazy cat, he held out his hand. Offering to share his cigarette.
"I didn't think I was away long enough for you to notice." A pause. "I was wandering. Exploring."
While he stayed sprawled out on the ground like a lazy cat, he held out his hand. Offering to share his cigarette.
"I didn't think I was away long enough for you to notice." A pause. "I was wandering. Exploring."
'i can't put that in a report,' van blair said, sitting down on the ground, loosening his tie. 'c'mon then, what've you been up to, huh?'
Slowly, he turned his head to look at Vincent. Blinking a few times before blowing smoke in his direction.
"I have said you can call me V, haven't I?"
"I have said you can call me V, haven't I?"
'oh, it's you! my *nameless compatriot*. long time, no see, huh?'
Laying on his back, smoking while gazing up at the stars.
As long as you’re willing to repeat it!
let ME tell YOU something . . .
'Scuse me, I don't curse, I'm a gentleman.
You see this *flag* represents somethin'...
You see this *flag* represents somethin'...
if you don't stop pussyfootin' 'round, kid, we're all gonna be fuckin' radroach food.
huh? eh? howzat? i think my impression's pretty good.
now eat your pancakes and stop giving me *those* eyes.
huh? eh? howzat? i think my impression's pretty good.
now eat your pancakes and stop giving me *those* eyes.
Oh boy, here we go...
let ME tell YOU something . . .
I WILL OUTRUN YOU, SWINE! DOG!! GET BACK HERE!!
chase me for it.
ORSOOOON VINNIE IS STEALING!
LUCA AND I WANT TO WATCH *OUR* VIDEOS!!!
I AM WATCHING MY VID-E-OS!
c'monnnn don't hog it!
we have no pad of eyes...?
orson said its my turn on the ipad
Only the hot ones.
that what you tell 'em all?
( He cackles & throws another bandage at Vinnie's head. )
Wouldn't be my first battlefield amputation...
Wouldn't be my first battlefield amputation...
you'd miss it more than me, wouldn't you, bear?
Poor Vinnie might have to lose that arm.
( Valente scoffs at the cut. He'd scoff no matter what, unless Vinnie had a hand missing or something. )
gimme a sec, i've cut my hand. i'm patching it up.
Shut up.
Come help me with the others.
Come help me with the others.
( giggling. ) sure are, big guy!
Goddamn right I'm in charge.
yeah, i guess you're right.
you don't *really* think you're in charge here, do you?
you don't *really* think you're in charge here, do you?