27 Star ball || Piccolo || [in person]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo didn't particularly care about the state of the manor. The whole thing could just fall down and he wouldn't even blink. It was the obnoxious ruckus the humans ...and other things, where making that drove him outside.

He has found a nice quiet spot out in the back of the manor, and hovering cross-legged in the air, meditating. As such his goals for the day are more or less ignoring anyone or anything that comes near him.]

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Y'all can blame Mello for taking his Nyan-cat lol

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Normally, yeah, people may go away. But they're not Wonderweiss and while normally he's such a placid person, this isn't the time for it. He's been without his Nyan-cat for damned long enough.

If nothing the guy could at least recognize he's asking him something. Alright fine.

Wonderweiss moves a few steps closer and sets the communicator into Piccolo's lap. Ignore that, you ignorer.]]

Ngh-yan.

FFFT IF PICCOLO ONLY KNEW!

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[And WATCHI HIM IGNORE IT. This s nothing compared to what he had to ignore on King Kai's planet. What with those bafoons running about chasing a damn monkey for hours on end.... a little mumbling brat and his toy was easy in comparison]

LOL POOR POOR ARM DISPENSER

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[A long time is at least given, perhaps the man's working up to actually being receptive. ...But no.

Wonderweiss' mind starts to work, and when it works on its own, nothing good can come of it. You see, Mister Man, he's bored out of his mind right now without his Nyan-cat to keep him company. This means that if you're not going to give him his Nyan-cat, you want to be the source of his entertainment.

He takes his communicator back, stuffing it in his sleeve upward against his wrist. This will work fine for a pocket while he figures out--

Suddenly.
He wants to know why he's wearing a hat. Is there a hollow mask? One way to find out. His hands, fast as lightning, grab his hat and take it off, stepping back a few sonido-powered steps at the same time so he can inspect it. Usually when Wonderweiss takes things from people they want them back (you know, hats, arms, legs, eyes, teeth) right away. This leaves him no room for exploring it like he does, setting the hat on his head with a gleeful drawl. The weight of it isn't much a problem, he's strong as he is creepy, though it does interest him to think of a weighted hat- maybe it falls off a lot.]]

Nnhhuuaaah-aha~

HE WOULD SEND WEISSY RIGHT TO MELLO... were he still here...

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Now that his antennae are exposed Piccolo finally decides to react, letting out a low growl an peaking an eye open. And glaring. As he thought- a little brat. Piccolo lets out an annoyed snort before closing his eye again. He could materialize another turban any time he wanted]

DISPENSER. In more than one way, dispenser of brats to Mello and now ...limbs/belongings.

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Wonderweiss notices the movement, even as the turban falls down well below his forehead about his eyebrows, this has his eyes following over to the balded head of his counterpart- as unwilling as his play partner is.]]

Huaaaaah~!

[[His eyes go wide as he takes those steps forward again, his jaw dropping slightly in the slow rasped sound of his breathing.]]

Hnauu~- labwstr..

[[Curious as always, he takes his hand, one of them, off the hat and reaches out toward those antennae. Those look pullable if he can get anywhere near them, near this lobster man.]]

XDDD Poor Picco...

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Oh HELL no, that little brat is not touching his antennae. Without even opening his eyes he swats the offending hand away. Antennae are not for tugging young man.]

He deserves it. Some how.

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Wide-eyes stay wide, but this time for another reason as he's swatted.

His hand comes back in as his face mellow's out, staring down at the side of his hand where it got swatted. It's a long time that he's staring at his hand, then back up at the green-thing in front of him. His eyebrows lowered and the hat becomes forgotten as he shoves it off his head unceremoniously to the side.

His look absolutely begs the unsaid question: Did you just swat me?]]

Huuuaau..

[[From that, once he has answered his own question, his mouth begins to twist into an interesting open smile. So he DID want to play! With enthusiasm, Wonderweiss' arm flies forward with a balled up fist at the end aimed right on for Piccolo's face-- NO one had wanted to play with him thus far!]]

Haaaa~~ah~!

Oh yeah he so totally does XD

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo's eyes snap open in in a flash he disappears, reappearing high above Wonderweiss looking down in surprise. What the HELL did he do to deserve that?!]

looooooool *rubs his bald adorable head*

[aizensrainman.livejournal.com]

[[Weiss cackles when Piccolo disappears, the signature of power turns Wonderweiss' eyes upward and his tongue lolls out of his mouth while he flies upward off the ground toward Piccolo. His laughter and drawling all go into one as he strikes again in multiple attempts to hit or kick the opponent, anticipating being hit himself but really right now all he wants to do is work off the initial excitement- then he'll get down to business.]]

XDDD

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo easily goes about block the attacks. In an attempt to get the kid off him he opens his mouth and forms a ki-blast, spewing it at the kid]