Jul 28, 2019
"Hermano, are we rolling?â
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"Hermano, are we rolling?â
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Eight Vaas icons from the Stranded (UK) Trailer! Free to use, just please reblog and toss some credit!
Some of these might be a smidge over or under 100x100, Iâm no icon pro.Â
What would Vaas's twitter account be like? :P
HELLO INTERNET PEOPLES YOU ARE FUCKING SUBSCRIBING TO THIS SHIT YES? YOU AREÂ
FUCKINGÂ
SUBSCRIBING TO MY FUCKING YOUTUBE AND ALL THIS SHIT BECAUSE IF YOU
ARE NOT I WILL FUCKING FIND YOU, OKAY? I WILL FIND YOU AND I WILL FUCKINGÂ
This account has been deactivated for violating Twitterâs Terms Of ServiceÂ
@the-pirate-slayer
Vaas banged the door shut behind him. It didnât quite have the effect that he wanted it to have, what with the light bamboo making no noise at all. The anger inside him started to build instead of wearing off as he scanned his surroundings for an easy target, or if not an easy one, then at least the first one he could find. Which, in this case, turned out to be a rather small wooden trunk right next to his feet. He sent it flying with one kick, and when the wood didnât so much as budge underneath his kick, he started bashing in on it again and again, fending off the thoughts that threatened to make their way into his consciousness.
âDid you start having nightmares again? Is that why you havenât been sleeping.â
Vaasâ head snapped around, searching for the face that would match the voice coming out of the darkness. If it wouldnât have been for the green light from the alarm shining down on the bamboo cages, he wouldnât have been able to make out Jasonâs pale face, the green light making him look slightly sick. Then again, he wouldnât have needed the light; heâd recognize this godforsaken voice anywhere.
âWhat did you say to me, hermano?â Forgotten was the wooden trunk, his attention now fully focused on the man banged up in the cage. There was an intense silence that followed, while the pirate strode towards the cage, roaming around it, his eyes never leaving the other manâs face. A predator eyeing up its prey. He couldnât have said how long he was staring Jason down; maybe just a few seconds, maybe minutes, who knows, it might have even been an hour. Then, as if someone called his name and brought him back to reality, Vaas snapped out of it. He squinted at the former tourist, looking for something in his face of which he didnât know what it was. Fuck it. He turned his back on him to pick up the wooden trunk again, which he placed in front of the cage to sit down on it. At this very moment, the bamboo separating them mightâve been the only reason for Jason to still be alive.
âWhat do you know about nightmares, huh?â Vaas bared his teeth, ready to hurl Jason out of his cage if he said the wrong words. Which he couldnât have, even if he wanted to, because the pirate didnât give him enough time to even think about the question. His voice switched from being extremely offensive to quite soft, almost, just almost, vulnerable. âItâs the fucking drugs, man.â Which was only half the truth. Yes, they were the reason he was awake most of the time â when they wore off and he started to feel the lows kick in, there was always another drug to take its place almost instantly, which only contributed to his lack of sleep. But other times, like tonight, it was in fact nightmares keeping him awake. But he couldnât think about that. Vaas gazed at the hostage for a few more seconds before he let his eyes drift across the camp, fishing out a joint from one of the pockets in his trousers, lightning it as he spoke. âWhy the fuck are you keeping track of my sleeping patterns anyway, huh? You so bored you got nothing better to do? You might wanna catch up on some sleep yourself hermano, you look like shit. Hey, when was the last time you took a really good hit? Stop pulling that fucking face, I meant a joint, you stupid fuck. Wanna try some? Of course you do, itâs the only thing thatâll keep your mind off things on this goddamn island. What am I saying. Sheâs the best thing thatâs ever happened to me. To you probably too, you pussy. I rule this kingdom, Jason. I rule this fucking kingdom! And what do I get in return? Fucking gilipollas attacking my men and nightmares. You think this is fair? Shit, what am I telling you about fairness, look at you, sitting in a fucking bamboo cage. Youâre so fucked Jason. Itâs ok, Iâm gonna chill hermano, Iâm gonna relax.â
What would Vaas be like as a Twitch streamer?
âYou motherfuckers ready for some hardcore Barbie Horse Adventures?!â
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Vaas irritating the shit out Pagan when he visits the Rook Islands :P.
âMotherfucker needs to relax, no? Take a fucking chill pill, get some fucking blood on his shoes. I like the way you think, hermano.â