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Second Vlog | video | daemon: hunterd
[ Here is a closeup shot of a bright, happy smile and an even brighter pair of baby blues. ]
Hey guys what's up, this is your resident Badass Werewolf Wyatt, checking in! I know it's been a while, and I know you missed me, but I am here to make up for it you guys. How, you may ask?!
[ He spreads his hands, which is evidently a signal for Hunterd to back up and show off a wider angle. Visible on screen now is Wyatt, unwisely shirtless in this decidedly colder weather, in the middle of the forest. With both hands, he points down, and Hunterd lowers the camera to reveal - ]
Baby animals, o-b-v!
[ Well, one baby animal. A knee-height green-backed bison calf, which is currently on its hind legs, pawing at Wyatt's legs. He crouches down to put his arms around it, and it settles when he starts to rub its tiny not quite horns. ]
Maximus here has no mom. Or, he does, but she rejected him, for whatever reason. My guess is, he's too small. Anyway, he's mine now, which means I need your guys' help. [ Deep breaths. ] I need to milk a space cow.
[ Wyatt pauses. No doubt tumbleweeds blow by in the distance. He holds up his hand, clearly anticipating everyone's outright refusal. ]
I know what you're thinking. How will you, a werewolf, get that close to a space cow, Wyatt? Well, funny story. This is how that went.
[ He points to one wide, and the screen splits in two. On one side is Wyatt in real time, pointing. On the other is a wide angle recording of Wyatt sneaking up on a herd of bison, and making several failed attempts to milk the largest of them. Each attempt ends with the herd running, with Wyatt being kicked away, or - at the very end - the mother turning and physically chasing him off. He starts those attempts out fully dressed. By the end, his shirt is in rags, and he's evidently gotten rid of it now. The split screen vanishes and Hunterd refocuses on Wyatt in the now. ]
So! Who wants to help me get milk? I'll pay you in good wishes. And I'll let you pet Max. [ The baby bison has climbed right up into his arms by now, and is eyeing the camera with suspicion. Wyatt offers up a winning smile. ]
Now taking volunteers! Sign up in the comments below, I'll be waiting.
Hey guys what's up, this is your resident Badass Werewolf Wyatt, checking in! I know it's been a while, and I know you missed me, but I am here to make up for it you guys. How, you may ask?!
[ He spreads his hands, which is evidently a signal for Hunterd to back up and show off a wider angle. Visible on screen now is Wyatt, unwisely shirtless in this decidedly colder weather, in the middle of the forest. With both hands, he points down, and Hunterd lowers the camera to reveal - ]
Baby animals, o-b-v!
[ Well, one baby animal. A knee-height green-backed bison calf, which is currently on its hind legs, pawing at Wyatt's legs. He crouches down to put his arms around it, and it settles when he starts to rub its tiny not quite horns. ]
Maximus here has no mom. Or, he does, but she rejected him, for whatever reason. My guess is, he's too small. Anyway, he's mine now, which means I need your guys' help. [ Deep breaths. ] I need to milk a space cow.
[ Wyatt pauses. No doubt tumbleweeds blow by in the distance. He holds up his hand, clearly anticipating everyone's outright refusal. ]
I know what you're thinking. How will you, a werewolf, get that close to a space cow, Wyatt? Well, funny story. This is how that went.
[ He points to one wide, and the screen splits in two. On one side is Wyatt in real time, pointing. On the other is a wide angle recording of Wyatt sneaking up on a herd of bison, and making several failed attempts to milk the largest of them. Each attempt ends with the herd running, with Wyatt being kicked away, or - at the very end - the mother turning and physically chasing him off. He starts those attempts out fully dressed. By the end, his shirt is in rags, and he's evidently gotten rid of it now. The split screen vanishes and Hunterd refocuses on Wyatt in the now. ]
So! Who wants to help me get milk? I'll pay you in good wishes. And I'll let you pet Max. [ The baby bison has climbed right up into his arms by now, and is eyeing the camera with suspicion. Wyatt offers up a winning smile. ]
Now taking volunteers! Sign up in the comments below, I'll be waiting.
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but life in the mutliverse ahs made me a more beuatiful eprson on the inside too
tahts what youre seeing
dont fuck around man
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i mean i'm not gonna lie weed + bjs sounds like, the ideal way to spend my time
but you know
gotta be careful
there's a whole bunch of weirdos out there, you could be one of em
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im trying 2 see if i can pee fake vampire pee in teh mens room of the citadel
did u know vampires can cry fake vampeir tears too
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only the shitty anne rice kind
is that your kind
tears of blood and all that mess
you look kinda punk i guess tears of blood would suit you
why don't you save the pee and i'll get something else out of it
your kind of vamp can still do that, right?
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dunno hwo, probably magic
sounds like a deal
dont get weird about man hoin later ok i gots enough of that drama where iw uz livin last year
[best irony in the whole multiverse all the time, kavinsky complaining about the drama of others.]
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i ain't gettin attached
[ Because you know, Wyatt is very good at casual sex, historically. That is a skillset of his. ]
hey you wanna bite me when you finish? i know vamps like that
i'm cool with it as long as no one has to pass out along the way
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problem is sometimes magic blodo fucks me up
kind of a weird stuation
thx 4 the offer tho
u r a good boy, rex
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werewolves ain't magical, man, we're just animals
do you know rafa and hunter
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isnt turning into a wolf kind of magic
yeah i know them
[rather intimately!]
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ain't no magic involved
ask your buddy rafa. if there'd been magic involved he couldna turned my dad hunter into a hybrid
btw hunter's my dad, so. surprise, bitch.
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[kavinsky went out on a date with mom and other-dad before, probably.]
ewird as fuck. cool
ok
open wide, we makin a deal and its ingested orally
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if those goes well it can be a regular fuckin deal, man
i'm glad i met you.
[ He will take absolutely all of that back after Bunnygate 2018. ]