I’m alive I swear, I caught Lyme Disease and the medication kicked my ass. I’m finally getting back to the swing of things so I’ll have my two drafts out tonight/tomorrow morning. Thanks for everyone for being so patient with me and my random disappearances!
Anywhere the crowd went, the resonant hubbub of voices and shouts, callouts and cries would follow, though it was under the influence of dusk that the early birds would settle in their nests and give room for creatures of the dark to pour out of their dens. The unspoken rule being to let silence take the reins. However, it was in the dead of midnight when all that was good was gone and shadows most vile took form that the unlikely pitter-patter of feather-light steps packed with the thrill of a chase and the terror of being caught disturbed the quiet’s reticent requiem. Suddenly, all manners of pursuit old and new came rushing back to his mind in an endless stream that fuelled his body with brand-new form of stimulus, honing all his primal senses to bloodhound levels.
There were four… No, five adult men chasing after what struck him as a lass no heavier than perhaps about 45 kilograms or less. It was only possible to tell as much due to those being the only disturbances around the silent national park, save for occasional the hooting of owls and the distant shrieking of bats. Whatever those men planned to do was none of his business, and despite being able to take them all in a battle, even without the aid of nen, Chrollo thoroughly intended to turn a deaf ear to the matter— had it not been for the oddly familiar flash of blue locks and a torn white gown he recognised all too well from the fateful day he had his fortune told.
The Nostrade girl ran amok with a stamped on her trail. What was her name again? It reminded him of light… Neon light.
Despite being a villain himself, Chrollo had met friendlier-looking grunts throughout his career— those men were out for blood. And it didn’t take a murderer to acknowledge as much. Even the lass, her quirky attachment towards all that which was macabre and unusual aside, seemed to feel death’s cold breath creeping ever nearer after her every wearing step. Which also meant her ability would most likely be erased from the Bandit’s without Chrollo ever having gotten the chance to use that skill another time.
If he had to act, it would have to be fast. And fast did he act. Just as the girl rushed by an alley, a propelling force seized her firmly by the arm and pulled her into the encroaching darkness. Suddenly, the ground fell away, farther and farther, and any attempts at screaming were muffled out by a firm hand keeping all manners of whimpering at bay.
“Shhh…” A leathery blend of bergamot and pomarose enveloped her first than his warmth as the man balanced himself perfectly still on the edge of a building’s external fire escape railing with the girl’s feet scraping for support underneath where her heels found a platform, or part of it, to hang onto. Beneath her was the floor, as well as her pursuers, who looked nothing short of puzzled as to the lass’ whereabouts. Though not one of them so much as bothered to look up, for they were not on the first story, but on the second one at that. It wasn’t until the men had started to make calls and amble about aimlessly out of the alley that the lass could catch a glimpse of the one who either saved her, or simply captured her first than they did. “Are you alright?” The familiar voice whispered in her ear, as quiet as a sigh, but nonetheless distinguishable.
@ghostlywriterneon closed starter ✠
Oh gods, this can’t be happening. Ever since she lost her nen everything has fallen into hell. First, her family lost their fortune and that was a nightmare. Once upon a time, her family didn’t have that fortune, she thought that going back to that wouldn’t be so bad, life was fine back then. But then all of their possessions had to be sold, their house had to be given up, and, oh, it was just awful. Nothing was the same as it was when she was a child. Then, due to the loss of their money, they lost all of their guards. This would normally be something that Neon would be excited about, she was never that fond of having her guards breathing down her neck anyways. But now, running with all her might without a single sign of help, she sees why she has them in the first place. Had her guards not left, she wouldn’t be running for her life now. Had her guards not left, her father would still be alive. Had she listened to her father that day he would still be alive.
But unfortunately, she can curse the past as much as she wants, it won’t change the situation she was in now. She could only guess why these men had starting chasing her. It had all happened much too fast for her to comprehend. There was a shout and suddenly they had started running towards her. Naturally she took off, but even she knew that there was no way she could out run them. Her stamina was terrible and these men look as if they get into fights daily. At this point, her legs were on fire and it was hard to see beyond her tears. Fear of what will happen to her once these men catch her is the only thing that’s keeping her going.
In a flash, she was grabbed and pulled into the alleyway. As soon as the sudden movement happen, she had shrieked, but the sound had been muffled. She had wanted to trash in hopes to escape whoever had grabbed her, but the ground fell away. ‘Just what is happening?!’ A flash of a thought to bite down on her captors hand appeared. She wouldn’t escape, but at least she would have her voice. Though, his shush stopped her.
At that moment, she had stopped moving and she once again found ground, or at least something that she could stand on. Somehow she was up and above the people chasing her on what appears to be a fire escape. ‘But how...?’ Then a familiar voice stops her thoughts. Her head whirled around to look at her savior. Her hands had to fly up to cover her mouth to prevent her from shouting the mans name in surprise. Of all the places she thought she might meet him again, this was certainly the last. Truthfully, she thought that they would never meet again.
“ Mister Chrollo! You scared me! ”
She did her best to keep her voice down, the last thing she wanted to do was alert the people below them. The relief from being saved was overwhelming; honestly, she didn’t believe she was coming out of that alive. Despite her tears, she still nodded at his question.
“ I’m not hurt or anything... But I was so
scared! I really thought I was going to
die! Oh, thank you, thank you thank you
for saving me! ”
Luckily, it appears that the men below have given up on looking for her in the alleyway. She didn’t dare move until the men were out of sight. The last thing she needed was a creak or the clanking of her heels to alert them to their location. Though, just being up on this thing was freaking her out. She held tightly onto his arm as she maneuvered herself onto the slitted platform of the fire escape, urging him to come down with her. She was done with standing and all but collapsed onto the flooring. Her legs hurt more now than they had when she was running. The adrenaline must be wearing off. She was beyond exhausted and nearly thought about going to sleep right here. She rubbed her eyes, both to wipe away her tears and to keep her awake.
“ Mister Chrollo, what are you doing here?
After I had fainted at the auction, I
couldn’t find you anywhere. I wanted
to thank you for helping me back then
too. ”
He was the one that was with her when she collapsed at the auction. Man, it was a good thing she was with him. No one knew that she was there and she could have really gotten herself into some serious trouble. Luckily she had him to call for help when she collapsed. Jeez, she was really indebted to this man, wasn’t she?
|– Brand new Chrollo Lucilfer rp blog. I see I’m going to struggle to make icons for this guy, but I’ll try to make them simple. In the meantime, I’ll be following people and liking posts around in hopes to get a couple of interactions going at some point. Also don’t mind the random tags, they are here just so I have an idea of what I wish to make of my future and more specific tags. –|
Sorry for vanishing for a while there. I’m working on that multi-muse and holy shit it’s a lot of work. Rip. Most of my focus is there since it’s a shit ton of work but Imma try to keep this blog and Freud alive too while I’m doing this.
Description: At the age of 8, Kurapika had stumbled across a beautiful cove far away from home. It was the perfect hiding spot to read his books or collect shells along the shore line. Unfortunately, someone had beat him to this perfect spot. Though, she wasn’t quite human. Sirens are normally seen as dangerous and sly creatures, but she didn’t seem so horrible? Honestly, there wasn’t much of a difference between the two of them. She had friends, she had cried at the loss of her mother, and she enjoyed everyday. If it weren’t for the gills and tail, she wouldn’t be different from any other human. They had become fast friends after their wariness from the grown-ups stories. And for the next 3 years, they would meet up every Saturday at 9pm.
Stay away from humans, he said. They’re dangerous, he said. Pssh! They’re really not that bad. Sure some of them are people they have to watch out for, but it’s really not all of them. There are some humans that are curious to learn more about sirens or understand that they’re intelligent creatures too. That they are also creatures that are capable of making friends, feeling sympathy, and you know, enjoying life. Really, humans and sirens aren’t that different. Sure sometimes they snack a bit on humans and they can lure them to their deaths, but humans can do that too! She’s sure that there have been instances where humans have lured sirens in and then cut them up and made sushi out of them!
… Oh that was a disturbing thought. Alright, yanno, we’re going to pretend like that isn’t a thing. We’ll just ignore all thoughts of eating each other. Oh that sent chills down her spine. Yup, we’re done there.
She flicked her tail against the sand and water. Ugh, what’s taking him so long? Currently she was resting in her favorite cove. It was the one that always had the best looking shells long its coast. This one also happened to be one where humans rarely travel too. It was pretty far from their civilization from what her friend has told her. He travels here for the same reason as she does. The shells here are always in perfect condition and make really good gifts for others. He’s told her that his mother loves the shells he brings her, so he always eager to come here and gather more for her.
‘Hehe, what a cutie!’
Neon does this more for herself, but maybe she should start giving some away? Hm. Maybe she could fine a really pretty one for Kurapika! With that thought in mind, she slid herself back into the water and began her search for the prettiest shell here.
She wasn’t sure how long she had been searching, when she heard the call of her name. Immediately her head shot out of the water and she started to wave at the boy with a big smile on her face.
“Kurapika!! What took you so long?”
Ah darn, she hadn’t found the prettiest shell yet. Oh well, she was sure the conch shell will do.
“Sorry! My mom told me I had to study for an extra hour today. She caught me sneaking out last night.”
Is studying really a punishment for him? She can see that satchel. She knows that it’s filled with books. It’s probably even heavier than he is! She pulled herself back onto the shore. She wasn’t too far out of the water, after all she needed to keep her gills on her hips submerged, but most of her upper body was up and out of the water. She kept the shell to her side for now. She’ll give it to him when they go to leave.
“Sneaking out? Kura I never thought you had it in you! What were you doing? Tell me! You hafta tell me!”
He was kicking off his shoes and rolling up his pant legs as she was speaking to him. Even with his face turned away, she could see him blushing.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Oh how cute, he was mumbling!
“I was only hanging out with Pairo. We like to explore the woods at night. I usually don’t get caught, but dad was up a lot later than he normally is.”
He came to sit down near her, resting the exposed parts of his legs in the water. He was smiling at her, a bit nervously too. She couldn’t help but to tilt her head. ‘What’s that look for?’ She poked and pulled on his cheek earning herself a squeak from her friend.
“What are you smiling like that for, Kura? You’re gonna make me nervous if you keep that up!”
Another round of blush grew on his as he fumbled over his response to her.
“E-Eh? S-Smiling like what? I’m not smiling weird.”
Well, he didn’t slap her hand away or move away from her, so she’ll take that as permission to continuing to pull and pinch at his cheeks.
“Yes you are, dummy! You’re still smiling like you’re nervous about something! Come on, you can tell your super amazing, awesome best friend anything!”
She squished his cheeks together at the last part and that was enough to make him pull her hands away. Darn, she was really having fun too. Though, now he looks even redder than before. He refused to look at her too. Huh, is he embarrassed?
“I’m not nervous! It’s just… I have a gift for you.”
Oh! A gift?? What kind of gift? She pulled herself further out of the water and closer to her friend. Really only her tail was left in water, but she couldn’t help it. Receiving gifts was one of her favorite activities! She was hovering over his legs, her hands braced against the sand on either side of his body.
“Show me, show me, show me!”
Her eyes were practically shimmering with joy. Kurapika always had the best gifts. Every single thing he gave her became one of her most prized possessions. They were small things like wooden statues he bought or made, cute clips or hair ties, he even gave her a pretty bracelet once! Nothing big, but always really thoughtful. They were they best types of gifts for sure!
Neon watched every movement he made as he leant over to his bag and pulled out… flowers? She tilted her head to the side and took them when he offered them to her. She hasn’t seen any flowers like these before. The only ones she’s seen were the ones that grew close to the coast. These ones were really pretty too. It was purple and looked so delicate. She felt like if she touched its petals, she would ruin it.
“I figured since I can’t take you into the forest, I could at least bring some of it to you.”
A big smile came across her face. The only thing keeping her from tackling Kurapika to the ground were the flowers in her hands. That, however, didn’t stop her from bouncing in place.
“Kura! They’re so pretty! Uwah!!! What are they called?? Are there more pretty flowers out there too?”
“Mmhm, this one is called a fairy slipper. It’s really hard to find. But I could bring you mountain bells and starflowers too.”
He smiled back at her, obviously happy that she liked the gift.
“Although… they won’t last long underwater. Maybe next time I could bring you something a bit hardier? Mushrooms might better than flowers.”
Ah, she would be happy with any of those! This was so cool! She doubted anyone else she knew had something like this!
“Hehe! You could always bring me more when the wilt!”
She couldn’t stop smiling. She was looking over the flowers, thinking of the best way to get them home without damaging them. She’ll just have to swim real slowly and avoid any currents.
“I have a gift for you too, but it’s nowhere near as cool as this!”
She grabbed the conch that was sitting to the side and handed it to him. He looked like he likes it so that was good enough for now.
“Next time we see each I’ll bring you something really, really cool, okay?”
He smiled and nodded at her words.
“I do really like this, but okay. I can’t wait to see what you bring me.”
Yes! Excellent! AH now she was super excited for their next meet up! For the past three years, they were meeting every Saturday at 9pm. Their meetings would last about an hour or so before they both have to go home.
This week will be the longest week she will ever have to wait. Oh she better start planning what she should bring now! Ah! She could pull things out of that shipwreck near her home! Or maybe he would want something natural? Oh there are too many choices with that one though!
Eventually, the two had to go their separate ways. They had grabbed a bunch of shells before they waved each other goodbye, swearing to meet the next week. Neon was practically vibrating the entire wait. The next day she had immediately gone out to find the perfect gift for Kurapika. She settled on the items within the wreckage. However, she couldn’t decide on just a singular item so she chose to bring multiple in a pretty bag she found in there too.
When Saturday arrived, she had shown up much earlier than normal. She was too excited to wait at home and just had to come here as soon as possible. She spent her time looking over her items and squealing softly to herself. When 9 o’clock came, she couldn’t sit still. She was bouncing and attentively watching the path that Kurapika came down on. But soon, it became 9:30. Perhaps he got in trouble again? Then it became 10:00. It couldn’t hurt to wait longer, right? Eventually it became 12. She was tired and really needed to go home and sleep. He must have been busy today. She’ll come back next week and yell at him.
But then next week arrived and he still hadn’t shown up. Again she waited up 12 before taking her leave. She was worried now. Had something happened? Was he okay? Or did he get into trouble with his parents again? She went home with a heavy heart and waited another week. Once again, nothing. Something had to have happen.
She started appearing every day at random times of the day, hoping to at least see him or his friend Pairo. At this point any human would do. She could hid in the water and ask if they’ve seen him. But unfortunately, she received nothing.
Her flower had long since wilted by the time she gave up. Kurapika wasn’t returning and what happen will remain a mystery to her.
Description: The Kurta Kingdom was a kingdom isolated from the rest of the world. It refused to be apart of foreign politics and remained neutral to any outsiders war. There was no reason for it to be attacked an burned to the ground. However, the whims of the Phantom King were unknown to all. Kurapika, the sole survivor of the Kurta Kingdom royal family intends to get his revenge for his kingdom to simply be a casualty to a mad mans whims. On his travels, he meets a young runaway by the name Neon. They both agree that Phantom King needs to go and decided to team up. Though, why the hell does she want to be his maid?!
Traversing the woods was once something Kurapika would enjoy. He would run and play with his friend Pairo while they skipped out on boring lessons. Being royalty meant he had to take all sorts of mind numbing lessons. He knew how to sit, eat and speak. He didn’t need an entire lecture on it every morning. Running free in the woods with his friend was the great escape from the reality he lived. Out here he wasn’t a prince. He was just a kid. Out here he didn’t have any responsibilities. He was free to do as he pleased. It was a wonderful time and how he wished it could have lasted.
Now, traversing the woods is a heavy burden. It reminds him that he took those days for granted. He hated the responsibilities of being a royal and ran to the woods to escape them. Now here in the woods he can think of nothing but his responsibilities as a royal. Here in the woods, the only thing he has left is the title of being a prince. The rest was burnt down to ashes with his kingdom. His friends, family, and his people were nothing more than ashes in the wind.
How it happened, Kurapika does not remember. He was awoken in the middle of the night and told to run as far and as fast as he could from the kingdom. He didn’t really understand what was happening at the time. He that being there was dangerous so he would have to leave, however, he didn’t think that his family would end up dead and his kingdom fallen. He regrets that he listen to them that day. Nothing would have changed if he had stayed. He simply would have been another casualty, but then, at least, he could be with his family.
“Gah!!”
The scream and the sudden sound of someone hitting the ground pulled him from his thoughts. He turned back to observe his fallen maid. She was face first on the ground with her foot caught between roots. Hopefully she hadn’t twisted it.
“See? This is why I told you not to wear heels.”
At that, she shot up onto her hands and gave him a glare that was mixed with a pout. Ah, no tears. She was perfectly fine. Still, he should probably help her out.
“Heels had nothing to do with my foot getting stuck in these dumb roots! And how was I supposed to know we were gonna travel in the woods?! I thought we were going to stick to the path! Not go on some hiking trip!”
Oh yeah, she was definitely fine. As she was yelling at him, he helped free her foot and lifted her off of the ground, brushing off any dirt of leaves that may have clung to her dress. Honestly, he was beginning to wonder who was really the maid here.
“I told you we were going off the path when I told you not to wear those heels. The main path leads to the main entrance to the town, obviously. We are going to sneak in through the side. Unless you feel like getting caught and being dragged back to your dad?”
She pouted and grumbled at this, saying that she doesn’t remember him saying anything about that. But at least her complaints stopped there and they could continue traveling.
Calling her a maid is a bit of a stretch, honestly. They only thing she had going for herself in the maid category was that she was a noble. Everything else was, well, she did her best, he’ll give her that. She had no idea how to cook, clean, or even sew. She was a bit spoiled and can be bratty at times, but she wore her heart on her sleeve. She didn’t scheme or have any ill intentions towards anyone. Even the people she hated, she would not wish death upon them. Though the ‘I’m going to make them suffer’ was a bit concerning. For now, she was the only one he could trust.
Currently, they were traveling in the York New territory. This territory is owned by the kingdom that destroyed his. Clearly, not a soul could be trusted within this territory, nor this kingdom. Save for one person. His maid. Her name is Neon Nostrade. Her family is the noble house that runs the York New territory. Her family had started from nothing, until her father realized that his daughter had an incredible gift. She could see the future. Normally in this world, the only people that could perform magic were the ones from royal descent. Even then, there were no records of a royal family having the ability of clairvoyance. Neon was truly an oddity of this world and her father made sure to exploit that. He took ‘selling your daughter’ to a different meaning. He built his fortune by having his daughter sell her fortunes. It wasn’t too bad, per say, until they caught the king’s eyes.
In order for them to gain noble status and the land of York New, her father made an agreement that she was to marry their king. She would be a ‘wife’ in title, but from what Neon has stated, she would be more of a tool made to sit there and spill fortunes when called upon. This didn’t sit well with the girl and after begging her father to drop the arrangement, she decided that she was better off running away. Soon after that, Neon and him ran into each other and ended up becoming allies. He realized that she wasn’t going to betray him for money, fame or anything of that sort since she ran from it. She also appeared to hate her king because of the arrangement so that was something they could both agree on.
Though, why she decided to pick up the ‘maid’ role, however, he has no idea. He was fine with traveling with each other without care of status, but apparently she wanted to be a maid. Oh how he wished he stopped her. If he had to choke down her cooking one more night he may die.
“Hmm, Kura, we might want to spend the night out here. From what I can see, there’s going to be a lot of guards in the town tonight. We’re probably going to get caught even if we go through the side.”
Though her clairvoyance makes any struggle with her more than worth it. He nodded at her words then turned away from the direction of the town. It will be better if they set up camp a bit further from the town’s borders. That way any wandering guard would have little chance of spotting them.
“Alright. Let’s see if we can’t find a clearing to set up camp. We only have one tent so we will have to share.”
“Mkay! Luckily I thought to pack us extra food! I can whip something really nice up while you’re setting up the tent!”
Oh, is bile already rising to his throat? Just at the mere suggestion of her cooking? Oh dear ancestors please give him the strength to make it out of this meal alive. He cannot avenge you if he dies an early death.
“… Wonderful…”
Finding a spot wasn’t too hard, luckily. It was a small clearing with a stream running right by. It was far enough away from the town where they wouldn’t have to worry about someone catching them out here; however, it was far enough where they would have to worry about animals lurking about. He would have to lay-out of few traps just to be safe.
Dinner was as awful as he expected it to be. He assumes his ancestors heard his payers since he didn’t immediately vomit afterwards. That or he’s getting used to the bad tasting food, which is a terrifying thought. Please let his taste buds be intact after this journey.
They decided on an early bedtime. Hopefully they can catch the shift between the night guards and the day guards and sneak in then. Neon has mentioned that the guards in these parts are rather lazy and will leave their post without waiting for the next guard to take their place. Hopefully this will remain true when they go to enter.
He waited for Neon to give him the go ahead to enter the tent. He had changed into his night clothes outside, while he let Neon change inside of the tent. When she called, she was already curled up in her blankets with her face buried in the pillowed part of her bedroll. He went into his without saying a word to her. It would be best if they fall asleep quickly, they would have to be up early tomorrow and he knew that was going to be a struggle for Neon.
Though, as soon as he was settled into his bedroll, he felt a pair of eyes on him. They sat in silence for a moment. He wasn’t going to say anything if she wasn’t. Though, when the silence was finally broken, he was surprised by the question.
“Hey, Kura? Are you okay? You were really quiet today. Like, more quiet than normal.”
He shifted to lie facing her. She had her blanket covering most of her face, only leaving her eyes exposed. It seemed like she was a bit nervous and concerned. Neon never really struck him as someone who would be concerned for others. She was self-centered and cared about her own issues and problems over others. He supposes he’s become one of her issues she has to care over. She was his self-proclaimed maid, after all.
“I’m fine, Neon. Please do not worry. You should be more concerned about yourself. There’s a snake on you.”
Maybe he shouldn’t have done that. The scream she let out was way too loud. Though, watching her flail was pretty funny. He couldn’t help but to chuckle.
“I’m sorry, that was a lie. There’s nothing there.”
“What!? Are you serious!? That’s not funny you big bully!!”
She launched out of her bedroll to start smacking his arms and chest while calling him all sorts of childish names. He couldn’t help but to laugh more at this. After all, what kind of maid starts hitting their boss?
“Mean, ugly, stupid jerk-!”
Her insults stopped when he started to pull at her cheek. He was nearly grinning as he teased her more.
“Hm? I thought you were my maid? Good maids wouldn’t call their prince names, least of all hit them.”
Her cheeks puffed out as her pout grew more intense. She snatched his hand from her cheek and used it to smack his face.
“Bully! I am a great maid! Jeez! What’s with you today?! Acting all quiet and now making fun of me! Who are you and what have you done with Kura?!”
He pulled his arm out of her grasp, chuckling again. Perhaps this is a bit out of character for him, but it was too easy to tease her. Maybe it was because he was getting a bit too comfortable around her. But it had been far too long since he last let himself relax and enjoy himself like this. He was always focused on avenging his people and being rid of the Phantom King. As the sole survivor of his kingdom, it was his duty. He couldn’t goof off or play around; he had to complete his mission. However, he found it hard to stay cold and distant around Neon. Despite her flaws, she was nice to be around. It was hard not to crack a smile at her antics or shake his head as she finds her way into trouble. Really, he wonders how far he truly would have gotten without her by his side.
With a smile, he sat up and lightly patted her head.
“I’m right here, Neon. Now get some rest. I don’t want you to be cranky in the morning.”
She blushed. Though, whether it was from him patting her head or past memories of Kurapika attempting to wake her up, he wasn’t sure. She grumbled slightly, but she slipped back into her bedroll, still facing him. Back in the same position as before, with her eyes peeking out, she watched him a bit more. The blush on her face was still there as she turned and mumbled a quiet goodnight to him.
He returned back in his sheets, this time facing her. Yes. He was really lucky to have her by his side.
😉 for me to make a starter based off the first thing in my wanted plots tag @hunting-songs ;)
Want a random starter?
Royalty AU - “my country’s going through some issues so i’m here in hiding and you’re a civilian who lives in the same apartment complex as me” au
Boo, another day of quiet living. Of course, this was better than being home and dealing with the nonsense that’s going there, but she’s still allowed to complain. The rooms are way too small for her liking, she can’t buy as much stuff as she wants or redecorate as she wants, and she has to limit her time outside since it’s still ‘dangerous.’ Ugh, well, again, better to be here than there. The neighbors are nice at least. She was adamant on getting the top corner apartment, in order to have less neighbors around her. She had heard stories about apartment and the issues with noisy or rude neighbors; like hell was she was about to deal with that.
Luckily for her, the neighbors that she does have aren’t too bad. The one next to her is normally quiet, but occasionally she could hear music coming from there. Honestly, she really enjoyed it whenever her neighbor began to play. It was nice to curl up against the wall while reading her magazines and listen to her neighbor play. Of course, this was something she wouldn’t say aloud. It seems a bit weird so she’ll just keep that to herself.
Anyways, even with all the rules and the ‘need to stay hidden’ didn’t mean she couldn’t make friends! And who’s better to become friends with than her neighbor? She’s not exactly sure how she could bond with her neighbor, after all, she’s only seen them once or twice in the past. She doesn’t know anything about them other than they’re an incredible musician. Music could definitely be a talking point. Neon didn’t know much about the music that her neighbor was playing but, hey, who better to ask than the person playing it?
Finding a time to talk to this person, however, was an issue. Neon hardly ever gets to leave her apartment (her daddy is very clear that she should have everything shipped to her rather than her going out and buying it herself), so bumping into each while coming and going from their rooms probably won’t happen or happen too little to quickly form a friendship with the other. She could always go and knock on her neighbors door and causally start a conversation with them, but that seems a bit awkward. No, instead she has a better, more brilliant plan.
Pressed up against the door way, ear against the shared wall with her neighbor, she waits to hear when her neighbor leaves. Once they leave she goes out her door with her keys, phone and a plastic bag with clothes shoved into it. There she waits outside her door, pretending she got distracted by her phone while getting ready to enter her apartment. She planned to ‘happen’ to catch her as they were walking towards their room and start up a conversation with them. This plan, of course, was pretty questionable. She also didn’t really count on how long she would have to have to wait outside for her neighbor to return.
As the hours went on, she grew tired of standing and waiting, but she had really wanted to see this plan through. She ended up with her head pressed against her door, too tired to hold herself up anymore, and hunched slightly over her phone, completely engrossed in current online drama.
When the person she was waiting for finally appeared, she didn’t notice them until they were much closer than she originally planned to called out them. She nearly jumped from the sudden shock of them randomly appearing next to her.
“ Eek! Oh jeez, that scared me! I didn’t even see you there!
Oh man, I bet I looked so weird too... ”
Well, there goes a good first impression. Eh, it could have been worse.
“ Sorry! I got a bit distracted there! I’m fine, I promise.
My phone just kinda... pulled me in. Hehe...
Ah, well, anyways, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you!
I’m Neon! I moved here a little while ago. I know I’ve
seen you a few times before, but I’m happy I can
finally say hello to you! ”
I know its been a while and I am sorry but I’ll pump out things tonight. I just got a new game for my birthday and I am using that as a way to make me motivated to actually do things here.
Also, I finally made a personal tumblr. It’s @hiikachu so follow me there for personal things. I’ll be hooking that one up with my phone so if ya need me, that’ll be the best place to get me without my discord. Nothing is on there yet but soon there will be stuff.
It’s happening, it’s official, the HxH Rare-Pair Big Bang (#hxhrpbb) will be officially underway very soon!
The honorable host @jodaneko / @realfeitan and magnificent mods @shalnarkonice & @kinsdura / @realchrollo will be the ones that help keep this event running smoothly! If you’ve got any questions or concerns, make sure to drop an ask in the ask box and we’ll make sure to answer it the best we can!
Now, here’s are proposed schedule and rules, so please make sure to check those out before our applications open at the start of August!
Here are some quick question we’ve been asked so far!
General FAQ:
Are there any age restrictions when applying?
Nope! You can be of any age to apply to this Big Bang! We only ask that any participants be truthful when asked to give their age so that we can allow other participants to work in age groups comfortable to them.
Why are there so many rules about what relationships are allowed?
Because one or multiple people involved in helping make these rules experiences either that exact issue, or an issue similar in past events. The mod team wants to cover as many bases as we can to avoid stepping on anyone’s toes while still allowing everyone to have a good time!
Why are there so many rules about communication?
Because all of the people involved in helping make the rules has been on the other end of a partner who wouldn’t get back to them, and that inherently makes the event more stressful and less fun. We don’t want this to happen to someone else, so we put these rules in place to hopefully discourage people from going MIA, as we want to strengthen the bonds in our community through this event, not tear them apart.
Can’t wait to see everyone who applies!! See you soon!!
Kurapika and Neon first met approximately in August 1999! Wooooooow It’s been 21 years! How old were you guys when they first met? (✿ ♥‿♥)
Admin was 3/wasn’t even born yet when Kurapika and Neon met! If they were real people, maybe their children are 17 years old already!
To celebrate their meeting, we are now holding a Kuraneo Week Event 2020!
The general rules are :
• There is no need to join all 7 days (Can join just day 3 or 6)
• You can use one theme each day (example : maid or butler) or the two themes combined (maid and butler)
• Any medias are accepted (photo edits, video edits, fanfic, fanart, fancams and headcanon posts)
The rules for tagging (This is how we reblog your works) :
• Tag the post with #kuraneoweek2020 #day1kuraneo2020 / or #day3kuraneo2020 depending on which day
• If you join this event, please message this blog with the link to your work! We don’t wanna miss any of your works (✿ ♥‿♥)
• If the post is outside tumblr, we will repost the link and the contents. (Please tell us beforehand if you don’t want the contents to be reposted) (For images only)
• Each platform will curate works posted on the respective platform (Twitter will curate works in twitter and Tumblr will curate works in tumblr) but we will post links to refer the curated works in the end of the event (twitter will post http://kuraneoweek.tumblr.com/tagged/day1kuraneo2020 and vice versa) (For writings/fics)
areudirty
romaincrisis
izzy806
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
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