Resilient Moonlight

Independent Roleplay Blog Killua Zoldyck (Hunter x Hunter) Currently Private/Selective Post Election Arc M!A: Accepting NOT SPOILER FREE

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-throws a blanket at you-

Surprised by the man’s persistence to follow him to now, the young assassin tossed his head to the side, running one hand through his hair and motioning seductively with the other. One finger wiggled, a gesture of invitation, once the blanket landed at his feet. 

“You want to dance with danger, then come on over.”

It was all a farce, of course. Giving the weird man a fright was all that consumed his thoughts now.

[searoscanoel]

Shocked by the brats comment the “old man” reeels with frustration.

“I’m not old damnit and what are the hell are you making weird gestures for it’s creepy you shouldn’t do that kid.”

With the interaction with the silver haired kid done the “old man” went about his business as usual and studied for his examination. 

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“Leorio, that was you?” startled, the boy took a few steps backwards. His eyes must of been failing from days of no sleep or something. Had he imagined the blanket and marshmallows? That was so out of character for him to do. 

Feeling slightly embarrassed, he slunk to the floor, blue eyes full of confusion and sleeplessness. 

Still, he could hardly leave things as they were.

“Tch, you are still an old man, baaakkkaaaa.”

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-throws a blanket at you-

Surprised by the man’s persistence to follow him to now, the young assassin tossed his head to the side, running one hand through his hair and motioning seductively with the other. One finger wiggled, a gesture of invitation, once the blanket landed at his feet. 

“You want to dance with danger, then come on over.”

It was all a farce, of course. Giving the weird man a fright was all that consumed his thoughts now.

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-pelts with a million marshmallows-

Only slightly irritated by the marshmallow man’s sudden reappearance, he jumped to the side before taking off in a sprint. 

“Better luck next time, old man~!” he stuck out his tongue, pulling down the edge of his eye before blowing a raspberry “Biiiiiiiiii!”

[little-devil-gon]

Typical was not something the inhabitants of Wonderland were used to. There was always something happening, always some sort of commotion, as ridiculous or insignificant as it might be. However, for once in a long time, the golden eyed trickster had yet to find something to amuse himself with. This was turning out to be what one would call a “peaceful” day and that was certainly unacceptable. 

The bored child made his way up a sing bell tree hoping to spot some sort of trouble from a distance. Were he to find none he could always cause some anyway. Seconds passed by and already he was growing impatient, glowering quietly at the sunny flower field down bellow. Just as the last of his patience was wearing thin the sound of a short cry and loud thud brought a smile to his face, body instantly perking up with excitement. 

He watched the stranger from within the leaves sensing some odd power coming from him.Similarly he used his nen to disguise his presence as he slithered around the tree keeping his eyes sharply fixed on the cotton top.

“Out there is where you’re from. If anyone should know “who” it should be you. But if you mean in here, well there’s a great many who’s whom you may be who-ing about.”

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“Tch,” sliding his foot in the lightly colored grass beneath his feet, the boy’s blue irises darted. If this was an assassination attempt then it was a hell of an elaborate one. It was like he was trapped in a new world... Was that even a Nen ability? Thoughts ran wild in his head, perspiration running down the side of his face as a result. After taking a deep breath, he was able to regain focus, resolve running through his fingers as a few bits of electricity trickled.

“What does that even mean?” the boy was unsure of where the voice was coming from. That was for sure. He would have to give up on basic tracking methods. Besides, the voice sounded young, child-like. He was not stupid enough to not think there weren’t child killers in the world, obviously. Though, if he could lure him out, maybe there was a chance of overpowering him.

“I don’t tend to trust people who don’t show themselves. Bad habit of mine really,” he added, following up his question with a snarky call out when he didn’t receive an immediate reply. He adjusted his arms in a questioning stance, both arms raised at his sides. “Would you mind being a bit more accommodating?”

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He was ready. He had to convince himself of that. Taking a deep breath, the young assassin took a moment to reflect. He had just bidden his sister goodbye, a light kiss to her forehead in a safe city. He needed to find something to live for, somewhere or something to keep him motivated. Maybe it was these thoughts that kept his mind swirling that threw years of assassin training out the window as he missed the hole. The deep dark abyss that swallowed him whole and spat him out.The smell of candy and grass invaded his nose before he could comprehend the length he had fallen. On guard, he scrambled to his feet, what little he knew of En already active and picking up on a nearby life source.

“Who is out there?”

little-devil-gon

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So hopefully more people will be helping me soon to come out of my shell. A couple have volunteered and I really look forward to roleplaying with them! Ne, heartlessgon~? Hmmmmmm sugarsweet-nothings ~??

[otomokatsuhiro]

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-pelts with marshmallows-

He dodged each fluffy toss with ease, catching a few between pale fingers and some directly into his open mouth. “I don’t know why you are doing this,” his voice was cool but with a hint of mockery “but I won’t ever let a treat go to waste.”

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sugarsweet-nothings:

[.Today would be the day that Gon exacted his revenge. The young hunter waited outside of his best friend’s hotel door, a cream pie behind his back. Their last food fight ended with Killua as the victor, but this one won’t! Gon would make sure of it!

Gon knocked once more. Killua sure was taking his time answering.] 

"Killuaaa~, it’s me!"

“Jesus, Gon!” Killua opened the door, pale fingers shifting a towel over his still wet hair. “I’ve told you so many times to keep your voice down in the hallway—“ The pie hit his face before he could even register Gon’s throw, whipped cream dribbling over his face and onto the hotel floor. A moment of silence passed, Killua silently shaking from the purpose of his shower being completely obliterated. If that was how he wanted to play it-- Killua’s eyes flashed menacingly, smiling brightly before grabbing Gon’s shoulder and tossing the raven haired boy into the hotel room. The hotel door slammed moments after Gon’s body collided with the floor, Killua taking the surprise as an opening. Wiping the pie remains from his face, Killua plopped himself on top of Gon. His legs pinned Gon’s to the carpet by his ankles before he wriggled his fingers at Gon’s sides. “Someone needs to be taught some manners!” Killua smirked in tune with his struggling friend’s strangled laughter.

[yookikiku]

warm………

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♞ Caitlin! Since she is new to dealing with humans and Killua is very shy and uncomfortable about others taking care of him I think this would be fun to do! Let me know if that works!

♞:Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

          “Is it too cold? I thought I made it the correct temperature.” She stared towards the soup she had presented to her new friend. Or, at least, that’s what she understood from the circumstances. It was just lucky she had found him before he collapsed but her abilities to care for someone like him was…near impossible. All she knew was what she had read in books. And now he had just spit it out after taking a spoonful. Perhaps she got it wrong?

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          “But your health.” Whilst monotonous in tone, there was a hint of concern behind it. Even a small flicker in her eyes enough to convey her worry over the situation. Her knowledge only came from books. Her experience of ill health only being that of her creator and he ultimately perished due to his body giving in. Hands reached out to help him in to a steady stance, not daring to let go until she was completely certain he would not fall. If only she could check his temperature without a tool to do so. Then perhaps she could be completely sure of his condition right now. “You must rest. If you don’t then your condition will only get worse.”

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He flinched at her sudden touch, his fingers itching to extend into claws and swipe her hands off of him...possibly taking her arm while he was at it. His rare fever had already had him on edge to begin with, keeping his anxiety of trusting strangers at bay with sheer willpower. Presenting him with a bowl of soup was one thing, putting her hands on him was another. The faint flash in her eyes halted him, though. The tiny purpleish orbs softly reflecting a concerned stare reminded him of another pair of eyes from not long ago. Recollections of gentle hazel calmed him, as he lightly brushed her hand away. Out of pure consideration, he kept his weight slightly shifted against her, raising his finger slightly between their two faces. Little blue sparks lit up the girl's eyes, electricity shining against his pale skin. "No worries." he smirked, confidence dripping from his mouth like honey. "I can heat the food. You just need to follow instructions."

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is this where the dungeons and dragons games are held I hear those are intense *o*

Not entirely sure what the man was talking about, he shook his head lifting up a shoulder in nonchalance. “Sorry, but I think you got the wrong guy.”Turning on his heel, he walked away at a fast pace leaving the strange man behind him in a flurry of dust.

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♞ Caitlin! Since she is new to dealing with humans and Killua is very shy and uncomfortable about others taking care of him I think this would be fun to do! Let me know if that works!

♞:Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

          “Is it too cold? I thought I made it the correct temperature.” She stared towards the soup she had presented to her new friend. Or, at least, that’s what she understood from the circumstances. It was just lucky she had found him before he collapsed but her abilities to care for someone like him was…near impossible. All she knew was what she had read in books. And now he had just spit it out after taking a spoonful. Perhaps she got it wrong?

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          His sudden yelling causing her to fall in to a silence, all she did was stare blankly at him for a few moments. Two recipes? There was no way she had confused them for the same one, right? Although there was no way she could tell. At his question, she nodded slightly. Her neutral expression still intact. “I cannot taste so…I have never really known what’s good or bad.”

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His eyes widened slightly at her response, a small wave of guilt settling in his already upset stomach. He didn't know her circumstances, but her blank expression reminded him very much of himself not long ago: distant, a slave to the status quo, completely ignorant of the happiness outside his family's walls. This girl didn’t even know what it was to taste something nice. She seemed very inexperienced, robotic even, but she had tried to care for him despite that. Swaying to his feet, he ran his hands through his already disheveled hair a few times trying to get his balance straight before finally speaking.

"Well, good or bad, you should know how to read recipes correctly. Should we try to remake it?"

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angst sentence starters yay

i have used my satan powers to make another one of these, angst list 2.0

"You're not welcome here anymore."

"Could you tell the truth for once?"

"Don't touch me!"

"I've always hated you."

"Don't go where I can't follow."

"N-no... anything b-but that... p-please..."

"You sicken me."

"Why should I believe you?"

"You're a monster!"

"If you beg I might have mercy on you."

"I will kill you slowly and laugh as I watch the light leave your eyes."

"I thought you loved me."

"Why should I care about you?"

"Get away from me!"

"I have three months to live."

"I don't need your pity."

"No... No! NO! STOP!"

"I will cut you to pieces bit by bit until there's nothing left."

"Go ahead and cry, see if I care."

"I'm dying."

"You have two months to live."

"You don't love me."

"Don't think you can escape me."

"The buyers will go crazy over you."

"I will kill your family and make you watch."

"How could anyone love a monster like me?"

"Are you drunk again?"

"Don't shoot!"

"What am I living for anymore?"

"I can't... not anymore..."

"Pick a god and pray."

"Don't bother screaming, no one can hear you."

"I will do anything for you."

"You killed my family."

"It's all your fault."

"Disgusting."

"Don't forget that I own you."

"I can't breathe."

"You've been crying haven't you?"

"Who could ever love a monster like you?"

"I will bring you unimaginable pain until death comes as a blessing."

"Let's see... boiling water or red hot iron next..."

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

[illurni]