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[open] if you thought he was creepy before...

Who:

flimsylies & Open
When: Intro Log Prompts
Where: Tropical ViViD Estates
What: Hisoka is such an inappropriate creep I could not in good conscience just... inflict him on people. So, I have quarantined him here. If you are up for awkward inappropriate interactions with the creepiest clown in Cereal, come to me.
Rating/Warning: HISOKA IS AN INAPPROPRIATE CREEP.

Phase I - Who is this perverted freak?
[ Honestly, the swimwear doesn't bother him. It wouldn't have bothered him if he were naked. He doesn't particularly care about such things, it was pointless really. And why would he ever worry about exposing himself when he is so goddamn buff and he's hung? He is both of these things, he is also over six feet tall. He is imposing and terrifying and determined to just be so fucking friendly to everyone he meets. There squirming discomfort amuses him beyond words. ]

Isn't this fun.

[ (★⌒‿⌒♠) ]

Mermaids - CW: Violence
[ He goes because he's curious, but curiosity has not killed this cat so far, he's certainly not going to start now. The first of the mermaids who makes a grab at him manages to leave a scratch in his leg, but he is... improbably strong, in case his improbable musculature didn't give that away. It takes a few brutal kicks to stomp her into a puddle of blood. The others flee with a hiss, and he drags the corpse up out of the water before it attracts any more unwanted attention for hungry creatures of the deep.

He examines the ghoulish thing, wondering if there's a market for her scales, or perhaps he'll make some new earrings out of them... ]

Phase IV - Closed to Chrollo 8')
[ He thought it would be nice to rinse off some that sand in the water... He wasn't expecting to be teleported. Although, really, expectations are defined so often in this bizarre little game, he doesn't really react at first, until he actually takes a good look at who his companion is. His expression melts, unusual for it to fade from his obnoxious smile, but... seriously. ]

...Chrollo.

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[at this point, he was staying in the water until the answer to end ViViD made itself clear. logging out wasn't working, though he was trying on a regular basis to. there had to be some sort of puzzle he wasn't seeing, or a quota that needed to be filled. deep enough to combat the exposure problem - what was it with this place and getting people in revealing outfits - and enough out that people would be preoccupied with themselves, not him. look, just because in privacy you don't mind hanging around shirtless doesn't mean you don't care about being shoved in a swimsuit against your will.

of course, it wasn't going to be so simple. never is, here.

getting teleported registers, but he doesn't need to look to sense who's with him in this sphere. it's unnecessary to look at all. his expression is kept cold and impassive by willpower, the same way he's keeping his eyes on the water and the horizon instead of anywhere else.]

Hisoka.

[log out failure. again.]

[ The bubble is a bit too small for them, especially at Hisoka's gross height, too many... bits are all tangled together. Hisoka is not normally one to complain about such things, but he cannot say he finds this situation particularly titillating. ]

How long have you been in here?

[ Aka he needs to prepare himself for how long this is going to last. ]

Not that long. But it's not a situation I plan on extending for much longer.

[and shockingly the reason has nothing to do with Hisoka being close and everything to do with practicality. his mind went into overdrive to keep him from thinking long enough to react to this bubble situation, okay, he's been trying to analyze and figure out a better solution. and trying to guess at how close to shore they are and how long he'll have to swim. basically, everything that can block out the more cringe-inducing parts of this situation.]

If we do nothing, we're going to definitely suffocate.

[ That is a fair statement. They could both pull their auras in tight, breathe as little as possible, but they will eventually run out of oxygen in here. Tilting his head back, Hisoka places his palm against the bubble, pushing against the material. It was hard to judge how strong it was in virtual reality but... Maybe he should give it a try.

He flexes, aura lighting up like a flare gun for a brief moment.

Nothing much happens besides a faintly singed smell. He wrinkles his nose. ]

Any other ideas?

[ Since you're the smarty-pants tactician over there... ]

Cutting through.

[if they're careful, there could be a way to cut open the top and not have the bubble immediately fill with water and then force them to have to panic and waste energy that could be used to get to shore. it's where to cut that he's pondering. close enough to the top to not roll over. not so far they couldn't get out - because a bubble has nothing to push off of for leverage.]

Right about...there.

[where he's putting his hand is an area close to the top, but not quite. and this is all assuming that the bubble doesn't just up and collapse the moment they let air in.]

Or we both cut at the same time in opposing directions to cut it in half. We'd have to be quick about that.

[very quick. getting tangled in plastic and drowning is not how he wants to spend today.]

[ He is contemplating their options, feeling out the edges of the bubble which he can reach. He seems just about to open his mouth an announce his decision when the bubble sudden sloshes violently, sending them both tumbling. He's too busy trying to untangle his face from Chrollo's thigh to immediately ascertain what caused such a tumult, and all he sees at first is a shadow beneath the water. ]

Quick.

[ Muffled somewhere disgusting. ]

[briefly, he wonders how much oxygen it would use and how much time it would take to sever the magician's head from his shoulders, if given no opposition. but this isn't the time nor the place, and the shadow's caught in the corner of his vision.]

Fine. On three.

[aura can make nails sharp as razors, if one bothers to focus in that direction, and Chrollo sure as hell is while trying to drag himself upright enough to maintain dignity and not add "colliding excessively with a clown" to his list of accomplishments for the day. for the second time, at least.]

One, two, three.

[wherever Hisoka's deciding to cut, he's going the opposite way. the shadow's only getting larger beneath them.]

[ He mirrors the action, hand tensed in a knife-blade position, elbow jerking back to put momentum into the strike. Whether they shred the bubble at last or not is... pretty immaterial.

The mouth of the whale is open beneath them and they go gushing down its throat into darkness. ]

[... oh jeez. He recognized that smug, asshole voice. It's the last thing he wanted to hear right now, when his cheeks were free and exposed to the public, so he squirms off the stupid looking floatie on his arms and attempts to use it to cover his behind.

Yusuke turns to Hisoka, a scowl already set upon his face.]

Oh, sure, you would think it's fun, wouldn't--

[And then he finally catches sight of what Hisoka was wearing. Or rather... what he wasn't wearing.]

... geh.

[CONGRATS, HISOKA, YOU'RE EVEN CREEPIER NOW THAN YOU WERE BEFORE???]

[ He tilts, examining the floatie covering Yusuke's precious bum.... ]

An interesting fashion statement.

[You do not use 'precious' in the context of Yusuke's booty, oh my god--

Without a second thought, he whips the floatie off and chucks it at Hisoka, not caring if attacking the creepy naked murder-clown was a terrible idea in the long run.]

Yeah, well, it's more up your alley, pal! Now cover your junk up, there's kids here, dammit!

Hm?

[ Wow, since when has Hisoka ever cared about what children do and do not see? ]

What about them? As if they will never see a body in their lifetimes.

[ SO WHY NOT CHECK OUT THIS SWEET BOD, HUH? ]

[ he's been very pointedly keeping a healthy amount of distance between himself and ... well, pretty much everyone else. so when someone comes sauntering closer, kakyoin isn't subtle about giving hisoka an irritable glance. ]

'Fun?'

[ and then he immediately looks away because oh my god, he didn't need to see six feet plus of almost-naked man today. of course, he's stuck in one of those awful bathing suits himself, but he's surrounded himself in long, floating strands of weird, glowing, green ribbons to preserve at least a fraction of his modesty.

kakyoin huffs shortly before looking back up to hisoka, but firmly looking only at his face. ]

You've a strange idea of 'fun,' even going by the standards of this place.

[ Hisoka's smile is aggravating, lacking any acknowledgement of the fact that this is humiliating to anyone. ]

A beautiful day on a beach, what's not to like?

[ Come on now, go ahead and talk about how uncomfortable you are with everyone looking at your junk bro, Hisoka won't laugh at you. Much. ]

[ ........... maybe this guy's some sort of pervert. an exhibitionist? he's read that some people enjoy the thrill of exposing themselves to others. which is -- not something he's gonna dwell on.

but two can play this game. kakyoin refuses to show any reaction to that smile, firmly standing his ground despite mounting discomfort; he's also absolutely not going to address the skimpy swimsuits, in this case. ]

You seem used to this place. And in that case, you should know things probably won't stay 'pleasant' [ wrinkling his nose ever so slightly as he says that word ] for long.

[ This is definitely some kind of pervert. And probably an exhibitionist. Just try not to get him excited, and this will all turn out okay.... ]

I receive that warning so often.

[ A curl of a smile, a theatrical shrug with his palms facing up towards the sky. ]

Every other day it seems someone is broadcasting a warning about who is and is not to be trusted here. It's all rather tedious. Impotent. Even.

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phase 4, smh

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phase 1 oh my GOD

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