78th Game [Video]
[When the video begins recording, it's obvious that the PCD has been placed strategically so that Killua's entire upper body is in view without him having to hold the device itself. In one hand, he's holding Heero's old gun; in the other, three bullets in between his fingers.
At first, there's only music in the background, but as soon as the lyrics begin, Killua starts moving. Twisting the gun around in complex circles, flinging it over his shoulder and catching it, switching hands, letting the bullets fly and grabbing them one at a time, juggling. If you can do it with a gun and ammo, Killua is doing it, and he's doing it in time with the music.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
The gun does several loops around his finger before being chucked backward under his elbow then up over his shoulder and caught again just as the bullets go flying in the opposite direction.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
The weapon balances on one finger before he pops it up, rolling it down one arm, behind his neck, and into his other hand. He catches the ammo with his now empty hand and proceeds to flick the bullets one by one into the cylinder before slamming it shut and aiming the gun at the screen with a grin.]
Bang.
At first, there's only music in the background, but as soon as the lyrics begin, Killua starts moving. Twisting the gun around in complex circles, flinging it over his shoulder and catching it, switching hands, letting the bullets fly and grabbing them one at a time, juggling. If you can do it with a gun and ammo, Killua is doing it, and he's doing it in time with the music.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, outrun my gun
The gun does several loops around his finger before being chucked backward under his elbow then up over his shoulder and caught again just as the bullets go flying in the opposite direction.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You better run, better run, faster than my bullet
The weapon balances on one finger before he pops it up, rolling it down one arm, behind his neck, and into his other hand. He catches the ammo with his now empty hand and proceeds to flick the bullets one by one into the cylinder before slamming it shut and aiming the gun at the screen with a grin.]
Bang.