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Magician's Choice [OPEN]

WHO: Hisoka and EVERYONE, anyone.
WHERE: Various
WHEN: Throughout May
WHAT: Lots of stuff. A catch all and open prompts for those interested.
WARNINGS: General Hisoka warning. So, anything from tame sexual implications to violence and gore.

[ The Preamble ]

[Not that he wasn't busy last month, but he feels as though he has things to get back into after everything that happened. Things like- mindless sports, going to arcades, shopping. Things the undead or like undead just kind of get in the way of.]

[Yes, he certainly had fun, certainly kept active during the end of April. It would have been easy for many people to point Hisoka out in the chaos here and there, moving through those hoards or problematic citizens with ease. Often even attacking them back should they come after him, even killing some that really made a display. And the blood was- good.]

[Very good.]

[But killing zombies really isn't that fun when it comes down to it. Rather boring actually. So May's gonna be a nice month of finding that routine again! Well, whatever Hisoka calls a routine anyway.]

[ A ] - Heropa : StarCity Arcade

[Video games were never something Hisoka indulged in often, especially not back home. But they certainly had things he was interested in. Dating Sims for example, very fun, he's always enjoyed romance, and learning the tropes and memes that go along with it? Seeing all possible scenarios? Fun! Anything with puzzles and tactics tended to play into his interests as well which opened up a very wide range of games to be enjoyed. Of course, sitting down for long periods of time was something he wasn't very interested in, his attention span was quite limited if something wasn't really good. So Hisoka had a tendency, when he did play them at all, to constantly switch from one game to another.]

[So what better place for that than an arcade?]

[He's only here because he happened to walk past it and was intrigued by a rhythm game in the front of the store. Lights for one, like some kind of cat, caught his attention quickly and it wasn't long before he was getting quarters and infront of some fighting simulator. There IS a second side to it incase anyone's interested in playing along, and from the back, Hisoka's grey suit and white hair makes him look rather unassuming? That or maybe schooling him in a fighting game could be fun.]

[But he'll be around, he moves from game to game quickly. One could easily cross paths with him on a dancing simulator, or a side scrolling beat 'em up, to some racing game where the seat is almost just too small.]

[ B ] - Nonah : Twinkle Toes

[The large glass doors make it easy to both see all that this store holds (shoes, shoes, more shoes, maybe purses too), as well as then stacks of boxes towering nearby a brightly dressed man who is slightly distressing the store clerks. The women that work there have been trying their best to appease this person but ever since he made sure they knew he was shopping for himself they've had some- trouble. It's not that he's a man really, though a man in that sort of clothing is a bit strange, nice physique or not. It's that he's tried on over twenty things by now and doesn't seem any closer to buying anything.]

[Truth be told. He's just enjoying trying on shoes. But the amount of times he has to get them to go back and get him larger sizes is starting to wear on their nerves. Hisoka notices of course. He just doesn't care. He certainly plans to leave with something, somethings(?), but will see to finding exactly what, even if it means making this day a difficult one for those working here.]

[Maybe he just needs a good second opinion?]

[ C ] - Maurtia Falls : Passione Casino

[Perhaps at a dealer's table for Poker or a more novelty option- a dice game known as Cee-lo, Hisoka can be found. Hands always fast on the cards and always a bit of a spectacle with how he handles them, giving a sort of magician's flare to everything to put on more of a show. He gets players quickly and often do they stay for a while. It's mostly due to how he keeps the chatter high, enjoying various conversations he has and always managing to keep words going along with the cards and chips. Play a few rounds and you might notice your chips are gone before you know it! He does well to distract with a good topic or two, or some flirting. Either way, if you choose to let him deal a few rounds with you, enjoy the attention, he certainly does.]

A new round? Were you lingering close by in wait for it? I'm embarrassed, just for me~?

[That or maybe it's finally after hours and Hisoka's enjoying a drink at the bar. Something equally showing and sweet, possibly with fruit or possibly on fire. A bit hunched over the bar with his fingers sliding over the bottom of the glass. He has a rather dead look in his eyes, staring through the bottles behind the bar, past the tender when he passes by. An expression not really matching the light purple paisley suit he opted to wear for work today.]

[ D ] - Heropa : Some park. What do people even name parks.

[Man what a great day. What a great day for a walk, and this park? Gosh this park is so nice. So well maintained, zombie free after last's months crazy shenanigans. Everything is so nice and spring is really just great, huh? Green grass, blooming trees, people enjoying walks with their dogs, outings with their kids, frisbees coming right at your face fuck you need to duck or something if you can, it's going way faster than a normal frisbee.]

[ E ] - ANYWHERE : Make your own, he's pretty easy to happen upon in most places and situations, if you have an idea for a prompt here and you're unsure or wanna plan it out, let me know!

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[ Joseph's expression goes a little more solemn. Not mad, not upset- just serious. ]

I saw what you did to Caesar. He's not as strong as me, but I could tell- you could have done a lot worse to him.

Edited 2015-06-03 02:05 (UTC)

It's sad you missed our fight. He was so pushy with me. [A smirk. Well not pushy, but it's true he barely had to try and get the man to fight him. Caesar was one of the easiest to ask imPorts he's gone for here. It was actually a little refreshing. Too bad he wasn't that impressive.]

[Though, not many here really are to Hisoka.]

I hope talking wasn't your next choice of attack. [A smile, lifting his hand, he twists his wrist, yanking. Joseph will feel a strange at his stomach, pulling him near. Not too strong though, more playful.]

He's a pretty pushy guy...

[ Idle chitchat, as he's staring the other down. And then he feels his stomach... feel strange. If he weren't so steadily grounded because of what he planned to do next, it might have wobbled him a little. But for now, it doesn't do anything except put him even more on guard, and assure him he should strike first- so he does. With Hermit Purple wrapped around Hisoka's right ankle, he gives his Stand a sharp pull with more than enough strength needed to topple the unguarded man.]

And I hope you have a better retort than "ow"!

[Fast, and he drops to the ground, eyes going wide for a moment. Has soon as he catches himself with a hand, (and his ass), he feels himself tugged further. Quickly he attaches his aura to the ground, gluing himself in place and putting them at a sort of stand still.]

Ah-

[Gyo, he activates it in his eyes, seeing those vines still trying to pull at him, feeling them. The shock on his face fades, replacing it with a smile as he cocks his head.]

Oooh, you tricky boy.

You didn't see that one coming, huh?

[ To which Joseph does not see just yet that Hisoka's glued himself to the fucking ground and proceeds to try and pull Hisoka around by the ankle. It doesn't work. He tries again. Still nothing. ]

... I get it.

[ He knows Hisoka can somehow glue things together. Must have done it to himself and the ground. Joseph snorts, and proceeds to let his vines crawl over to Hisoka's other limbs, tying down both ankles and wrists. Hisoka could keep himself glued there, sure, but Joseph was going to make sure he couldn't defend himself either. ]

But staying there isn't going to save you.

I wasn't purposely looking.

[A smirk before he starts to feel his body yank and he just smiles there, staying put. His body pulls from it's place a little, but for the most part he stays right where he is, not letting his Bungee Gum stretch much.]

[For a moment he's about to react. He could easily rid himself of those vines if he better covered his hands and legs in his aura but... He's willing to see what happens next.]

[He'll become bound, feeling his heart flutter slightly as he looks up at Joseph, flexing under coiling lengths he can see now, watches them.]

Won't it. It seems I've gotten tangled up...

[Joseph looks down at Hisoka, approaching the other as he remains on the ground, grinning all the while. He knows Hisoka let him do that first hit, but this... he's not so sure. This seemed so easy, and Hisoka almost seems like he's toying with him, but... it still feels good to get Hisoka like this. He wants Hisoka to be hurt, he's wanted that for a while. And what hurts a person more than their crotch?? After all, Hisoka was going to knee him there earlier.

So Joseph raises his foot, intending to stomp down on Hisoka's groin. A cheapshot, but those weren't off-limits, apparently. His foot is raised, inches above-]

... You deserve this.

[And yet, he's hesitating. That Joestar blood means that even if Joseph tries to be an unrepentant asshole, sometimes he can't help giving the enemy the benefit of the doubt. He knows Hisoka deserves this, but not for telling Jonathan the truth, and not for befriending Josuke. And those are the things he's really mad at Hisoka for. ]

[Ah! it feeling good is the point after all. He's sure he could easily best this young man but with Joseph, he doesn't believe that would really inspire him in the same way it can others. If he took this win away from Joseph, he'd probably be done with him, even more so than he was before. He doesn't mind rolling over a little, if it means he could get more later.]

[Besides. That cocky look on Joseph's face? It's cute.]

[The gesture isn't as cute though. He wasn't aiming for Joseph's dick before, but Joseph certainly is now. Brows up, watching him in silence as he hesitates.]

[Hm. A brow raise.]

[Do it.]

...

[He can't. At least not there. Joseph raises his foot a little more, and stomps the ground right beneath Hisoka's crotch, cracking away at the concrete and leaving an impact.

Maybe for Hisoka, this is a little disappointing, but it's a very Joestar thing to do.]

[There's a visible jump from Hisoka at that. Yes, disappointing but still enjoyable in a way. He takes a breath, closing his eyes. Well fine then. He'll enjoy the slight chill from the possibility of it though.]

I don't want to win like that.

[Winning via a kick to the dick. Joseph doesn't know Hisoka would only get off on it, but still. The morals remain, and that jump was enough of a victory.]

This is close enough to winning for now.

[Joseph sighs, and withdraws Hermit Purple.]

Hm~

[Win like that? Is he so weak? How rude, Joseph.]

[His body relaxes, feeling and seeing them retract.] Close? You don't want the satisfaction of further than close enough?

[A small smile, sitting wit his knees up now, an elbow resting on them, hand against his face. Who cares if he's on a busy sidewalk. Or, was busy before their fight anyway.]

[Well, he doesn't know how powerful Hisoka is!!]

I...

[He does. He likes to fight, and he wants to just wreck Hisoka. But Jonathan wouldn't like him doing this... He's still so mad, and frustrated, and... He doesn't know what to do. Does he do what Jonathan would want, even though the other refuses to forgive him? Or does he do what he wants to do?]

Edited 2015-06-07 19:27 (UTC)

[Watches, seeing some conflict there, so, let him help.]

[Joseph will feel another tug, yanking down towards the ground, towards Hisoka, or well, more towards his feet. It will try and yank to get Joseph down onto his knees, pulling much stronger than it was before.]

[Oh, goddammit.

Joseph tries to pull against the tugging, but it's a lot stronger this time. More like that time when Hisoka was around, trying to get him and Illumi to smash into each other. He resists... but only for a few seconds. Then he's on his knees in front of Hisoka, and man. If Hisoka's goal was to get him mad again, it worked.]

You fucking asshole.

[And that golden glow is back again.]

[Sure was. He grins down to him.]

[Spreading his legs a bit.]

[Just to get a good view of course.]

[Okay, no. No no no. This is fucked up. He's not- in public!! He's not having this happen in public!! Nearly going full super saiyan here with that Ripple power, as he struggles against the Bungee gum keeping him on his knees. Hisoka's gum may be more powerful, but damn if he isn't trying.]

[You're the one who confronted him in public, it's not his fault! He doesn't really feel bad at all and he's not sure if he's just looking at rage here, or embarrassment. Either way? Amusing, and he'll even pull back and stand up now, watching him in his desperate struggle.]

[Nh... really watching it.]

[He watches till he's almost itched for some of that aggression to go from trying to get free to trying to attack him and then suddenly Joseph's let free! Hopefully he's not putting too much energy into it, of he might end up shooting in some direction.]

[Yeah, watch it. Watch him strain, his muscles bulge. He's trying really hard to stand up, and yeah, he wobbles a little when Hisoka finally lets go. But he doesn't go flying, just... wobbles a bit. You know, he's top-heavy. But he's strong, and he's back on his feet with a more balanced stance, breathing deep and charging up his fist again. He's mad, but he's calm as well, taking a step forward and once again and surging his fist forward towards Hisoka's stomach.]

[He's watching, oh boy. A slim gaze and small moan under his breath as Joseph's muscles heave, as that expression flares behind all that shimmering energy around him. What a good look, he and Jonathan both managed it... ah, Josuke as well, that family.]

[Well directed, trained, Joseph could possibly get so much better, though he wonders if that potential is true, if it's ever tapped. It could be, and he's tingling thinking about the possibilities. The desire to let him hit him is there and he rolls with it. Feeling knuckles suddenly crush into his stomach, his feet sliding back across the sidewalk, his upper body doubling over a little.]

[Eyes rolled back, flesh prickling. He hunches and moves to hold his hands up over his mouth, near laughing before he stands, letting his arms dangle.]

[Just one hit? Come on. His eyes widen a little, his face pulling in a wide, curling smile. Come on.]

[Yes, that family. It's Jonathan's fault really. Ever since Jonathan, they've been a group of fighters, whether they wanted to be or not.

The problem with Joseph is that while he has been trained... it was only for thirty days. Extremely intense, and vigorous training, but against someone from Hisoka's world, or against Hisoka himself, that is hardly anything at all. Still, he does have plenty of room for growth. Joseph's own mother was such a master at her martial art that she continued to do it for thirty years.

It's just a matter of getting Joseph motivated. Even when faced with training versus dying, he still wasn't entirely motivated. He's that lazy.

Still, after Joseph lands his first punch, and faces no immediate retort, he continues to go at it for as long as he's allowed, sending another punch with his other fist, and continuing to switch off between fists. Ora ora ora ora ora indeed.]

[That one, yes. A family full of such potential and power and spirit. He understands Dio's affinity for them, hands down, especially for that one in particular. 'Brothers' or no, oh how taboo~!]

[Still, Joseph is still so unpolished. For someone like Hisoka who has spent his life perfecting himself, it's plain to see that Joseph is a kind of... slap job. Not bad of course, but his training, his power, the way he moves and acts, it seems like what he knows has indeed been rushed, he wonders for what purpose? But if he's managed such power in such a short time, the things he could do over years

a-ah...

The thought keeps him still. Keeps him wanting, and he GETS more. Another hit to his stomach and his body shudders. He doesn't bother with upping his Nen, he'll enjoy the pain that courses through him, the way his body quakes. And then another, and another, and he's sliding back, jerking to either side till he starts to feel it in his neck, his shoulders, his groin. His voice is shaking but not from the pain, not from the bruises and busting sensation in his but, but from that LOOK, from that INTENSITY.]

[More of that.

Yes- More. It was good to let Joseph have this. To take this moment from him.]

Aaahh~

[A pant, and he's further back from before, the ground steaming under his feet from the friction between him and the ground, that raw energy beating at him. There's a sort of silence, his shoulders shiver- and he'll fall back. A daze falling over him, his lips peeled into a smile with his eyes rolling back in his skull.]

Mmmmm~

[ He can hear that. And he's disgusted by it, honestly. He knows the difference between a groan of pain and of pleasure, and this is definitely the latter. Is he really getting off on this? Is that why he wants fights so bad- he likes being hit? It's disgusting, either way, but it makes ... sense? In it's own way?

Still, Hisoka knew what he was doing, messing with Joseph enough that he'd want to fight him. That's what all this was about. Fight Joseph, get hit, get off? But couldn't it have been anyone else doing this? Why him?

Maybe it wasn't just him. Maybe he does this to everyone, and it's just a matter of finding who has a higher boiling point. Usually, Joseph can boast that he only will do short and quick fights if he's mad, and remains calm for the longer battles... But Hisoka's good at nailing his weak-points on the head: His family.

His one more "finishing" blow to Hisoka's face is half to feel something more "final" and half to try and get that stupid grin off his face.]

[Getting off on it, yes, to a degree. But it's not the pain, it's not the hits one by one that really rock him. It's the energy behind them, the fury and need to strike him and rule over him, it's the potential in every hit for it to be stronger one day. To feel what Joseph can do know so he can judge how much he could do later. It's more complicated than pain, but it doesn't matter if Joseph or anyone understands that. He's not looking to explain.]

[Just to enjoy it.]

[As he does, gasping even, just before that final blow. His eyes wide, expression almost hopeful as at comes to him, his smile curling up high. He hadn't known that what he did would incite such a delicious reaction but he knew it would do something and a-

ah. This is perfect.]

[The strikes hits and this time he does shift his Nen a bit to block against Joseph's Hamon, if only to preserve his ability to speak correctly. The strength of his Ken around his head and the intensity of Joseph's Hamon makes the ground shatter under him. The sidewalk gives under the combined energy and he hears it crack around him, feeling the force of the strike beating through him and panting loud, a near whined sound as he rocks back into the cement. His arms pull up, his body curling slightly, and he's left in a haze of dirt and dust.]

[Just.]

[Laying there.]

[Sorry Joseph. The grin is there. You could even compare it to... that face one makes during a period of 'afterglow'. You know.]

[~~After sex~~.]

[ The cracking of the pavement is what causes Joseph to realize exactly the intensity of his hits. Since Hisoka was the one absorbing most of the shock, and the ground was only getting the extra energy...

Hisoka should have broken bones right now. Damaged organs. And yet, the other never coughed up blood, nor showed any signs that the hits Joseph were landing were equal to the damage taken. Was this another power? Or... Something else entirely?

Still, Hisoka is on the ground now, and definitely making sounds he doesn't really want to hear. Little late to stop that though, because he's just as tired from dealing it as Hisoka may be from taking it. If Joseph were to know what post-sex afterglow looked like, maybe he would recognize it. But he's only had sex once, and that was in the bathroom of a club, so... not much relaxing was happening there.

Joseph sighs as Hisoka remains on the ground, grinning, and it almost feels like he's still the one who lost here. Is it really a victory, like this? The Joestar sits on the curb of the sidewalk somewhat spent himself, staring into the crowd that had gathered, and flipping them off as they slowly disperse. Maybe if he were the type to light up a cigarette, he would, but that's more Lisa Lisa and Caesar's thing. Cigarettes are just fucking disgusting, really. ]

Magician's Choice [OPEN]

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ive been wanting you to use hisokas creepy faces

I hope you're proud.

i am

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