[It's not real. They're just illusions. He knows it. It doesn't change anything when what he's seen has already happened.

He remembers it like it was yesterday. It's been at least a year. That almost unrecognizable form, hacking away at his enemy with his own severed arm. That impossible reassurance, telling Killua it was okay because he was happy ( Read more... )

[The video begins at an odd angle, the PCD bouncing two more times after it turns on. It's clear that it's been tossed aside along with the backpack that lands with it. In the distance a small figure can be seen. Killua ( Read more... )

I was promised giant pumpkins and a catapult after the event. Where are they?

[And, added about ten minutes later.]

Yo, braid boy!

[Killua is standing with his feet in the lake, his back to the PCD, which is sitting on dry ground along with his shirt and shoes. Bait's aquarium, eel and all, is sitting next to his feet in the mud. He's completely still, staring into the water as if he's been standing there for much, much longer than the PCD has captured ( Read more... )

[In one of Killua's hands is an expensive looking China dish. Surrounding him atop the roof he's on are several other random ceramics and breakable objects. He throws the dish into the air, leaps up and spin kicks it, shattering it into pieces that fly off the roof in every direction.]

Anybody-

[There goes a Buddha statue.]

Got something-

[What ( Read more... )

[The PCD is obviously lying somewhere, long forgotten, the only thing in view being the ceiling of Carmen's warehouse. There are several marks on the ceiling that look new. Perhaps burn marks? Or skid marks? Or ( Read more... )

[Killua can be seen pulling blankets, jackets, anything and everything that looks remotely warm off of hangers and shelves and tossing them in a large pile on the floor. He looks to be in a store of some kind, if the merchandise is any indication. But, admittedly, his treatment of aforementioned merchandise is a little strange ( Read more... )

[When the video begins Killua is scrunched up, knees poking into his chin. It appears he's squeezed himself into some sort of nook as his feet are propped against a wall while his back hits up against something metal or plastic. His face is buried in his legs as one hand blindly hunts for the PCD. When his fingers brush the surface, he doesn't move ( Read more... )

[Video feed begins abruptly, but all that can be seen are two legs a fair distance away. Every time the legs move, a loud crashing sound follows near the PCD accompanied by a young, desperate voice. After a while, it becomes clear that the crashing sounds are, in fact, the sounds of any items the owner of the legs can pick up off the ground being ( Read more... )