[When the message appears on the network, it is anonymous. That, in and of itself, may clue some people in on who might be recording it ( Read more... )

[When the PCD begins recording, Killua holds a finger up to the screen before turning his back to his audience. He is humming all the while, tapping a foot and half-dancing, even twirling himself, as he glides out of view. His humming can still be heard, and while he's out of the shot, the near by open window can now be seen. Two birds are perched ( Read more... )

[Despite the fun he'd had during the day, when Killua switches the feed on now, as it's nearing one in the morning, he's rather subdued. His tone is demanding and, to those who know him, maybe a little desperate, but it's definitely not the tone of someone being generous.People need help with flood damage, right? Give me something to do. Right now ( Read more... )

[Now this. This is something you don't see every day. Or any day, really. Killua Zoldyck is genuinely smiling. Of course, no one will recognize the significance of this monumental achievement this week, so for now, it's just another day in the life of a hyperactive teenager.I'm gonna hang out in the wastes today. I've got a secret technique I wanna ( Read more... )

[It's starting to get dark on the 23rd of December. And what should the PCD record?

Killua Zoldyck is sitting on top of the largest evergreen he could find. He ditched the suspenders a few days ago, now clothed in a thankfully simple style. Strewn throughout the tree like ornaments are the items people offered after his last video on the network. ( Read more... )

Since everyone's offering, anybody who needs some heavy lifting done can just call on me. Not like I can visit the gym around here. You just have to promise it's actually heavy lifting. Anything less than a ton is chicken feed ( Read more... )

I've got a list now. And I intend to do everything that's on it.

Hey, girl with the buns. I had some old guy say he was interested in that tag game. He seemed like the persuasive type.

Weird old geezer, meet girl with the buns. Girl with the buns, meet weird old geezer.

( [Private to Winry//Unhackable] )

(( ooc: Dated to two hours after he gave Ai his coordinates ... and she didn't show up. ))

[He's grinning. Grinning like a madman.]

You all suck balls. I'm gonna go do something more interesting than listen to you guys whine.

See ya!

[And off goes the public feed.]

( [Private to Carmen//80% Unhackable] )

[When Killua appears on screen, he doesn't look too concerned, but he's not smiling either.]

If anybody needs me for a while, then too bad. Do it yourself like a responsible adult, jeez.

( [Private to Gon//80% Unhackable] )

[It becomes obvious rather quickly that whomever Killua is talking to, it's not whomever is hearing this message over the network. He doesn't seem too exhausted physically by his voice alone, but his tone is strained, obviously trying to remain calm when he's not, and the way he speaks sounds less like he cares that anyone hears what he's saying ( Read more... )