WHEN IT'S ALL UP TO ME {P, AKINO}
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KILLUA
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It seemed like his boredom was getting the better of him. Did he have to really kill that Bloodclanner? If he had been in Blizzardclan and Tama had seen him do that, she would probably scold him and tell him that it was unnecessary to kill creatures like that practically on impulse. What else was he supposed to do though? Just let the thing try to attack him and also at the same time try to make fun of him just because he was just a little bit smaller? That was something that the ivory hued wildcat couldn't tolerate when it came to everything else. He just simply couldn't as it disrespected him when he knew for a fact that he was much better than the canine in the first place. The Bloodclanner had sealed his fate before it had even been decided yet when he had tried to attack the serval before realizing that he had made a mistake. If he was a regular serval, Killua probably wouldn't have been able to kill the pit bull. But since he had modified claws, it means that he was able to deal a lot more damage, especially with his knowledge of momentum and how much damage he would actually do in turn if he thrusted his paw a certain way into a creatures flesh. The assassin had been taught everything that he needed to know, especially with the knowledge of every anatomy of every living creature that lived on this planet. He of course knew that there were several planets that existed in the universe, having nothing really to read textbooks when he was younger in the library that the castle that he lived in had. The assassin only had a couple of things that could keep him company, and even then it was hard for the butlers to keep him from getting extremely bored. Killua knew exactly where every vein ran in a creatures body. Every artery that he should target if he wanted to. The most sensitive parts of the body that could cause pain without actually killing the victim. Now that he thought about it, the young made had yet to really have to torture anyone for information lately. He wondered when he would get another chance like that again. Unlike his brother though, Killua didn't take joy in torturing others on the physical level, as it didn't bring him the same satisfaction that he once had with it when he was much younger anyway. The male mostly just got frustrated with how weak the victim would end up becoming, watching the others tears and blood mix together. It was degrading in Killua's mind, and he didn't want to have to see anyone like that if he could help it as it would just piss him off and much less effect the victim. He didn't blame himself though that he ended up killing the dog, and instead he ended up blaming Thunderclan for all of his boredom that has sparked up all the time. He was honestly just hoping that something interesting would start happening but nothing even did. He had decided to go and explore the surroundings areas, because he knew that if there is one clan nearby, then there is bound to be another clan that would be there to back them up. Whether they would be a pro-clan or anti-clan though would be something that he was going to have to find out. As far as he was concerned, the only reason he came here was to gather knowledge, but since everyone else in the area right now was about as clueless as he was, he had yet to get the knowledge that he had wanted for the past couple weeks. Which can more than frustrate someone with his low amount of patience when it comes to getting what he wants.

He had tried to figure out if there were any writings that the current leader had done, but didn't find anything. At this point, he would have better luck in finding the female's corpse since she was never around and probably kicked the bucket. After all, she was an old lady in Killua's eyes, and from the first time that he saw her, she wasn't even that strong and he didn't consider her a threat either. He just wanted to see if there was anything worth in this place compared to the Thunderclan that he had heard about when he lived in Blizzardclan a couple months back. It seemed to be completely different now though, and he was just trying his best to live with what had been given to him too. He knows that going back to the group of the clans that he used to be around would be a waste of his time, as even with his absence, they probably wouldn't even grow stronger than they already are, which Killua considers to be a pitiful level and he remembers watching how the clanners just usually sat around there and didn't do anything. It was frustrating how they could waste so much potential in a short amount of time. No wonder other clans hated their guts and just wanted to see their corpses across the borders of their place. This doesn't mean that anti-clans are any better though, as they are worse than pro-clans in Killua's opinion. Especially since all of them practically seem to be the same in the way that they think, and that they just want to watch as others get hurt and enjoy the pain of their screams. Which is funny in Killua's mind since most of the clanners probably are used to that kind of treatment. At least the clanners that he had been with for a couple of months before going back to that damned castle. The young male knew that anti-clanners had a huge ego, thinking that they were all powerful when they are the weakest of the bunch. Killua could bet if it had been a different creature on the border that managed to piss him off, it would be able to do more damage than the Bloodclanner that he had faced before. The one information that he was able to get out of the annoying bastard would have to be that the clans around here seemed to have similar names to the ones that he had been around. So he shouldn't confuse himself when he talks about the different clans that live here that just so happen to have the same names.

It had been an entire day since the pit bull's corpse had been on the border. Killua knew that he had made sure not to leave any trace of him behind, as that would make it harder for him to get information from this place. If he would ever get it anyway. Blinking his sapphire blue optics, the albino serval was actually walking across the ground instead of being in the trees. Considering that there were no dangers of other creatures that could possibly backstab him, he didn't have to worry about being in high places right now. Especially after getting some of his powers back from whatever his brother had did to him to stop his powers from working. He had his most essential powers at least, meaning that he could go up against larger creatures now without really having to worry about much. Always having his sound manipulation on meant that he was completely silent toward the surrounding area, as he had a pocket around him that manipulated with the sound waves that his body produced so that they were nullified without constricting the air around his lungs. This way, even if someone was using the likes of super senses in this place, he would be able to get away with everything else as they wouldn't even able to hear them with that power. His pawsteps were pretty silent before, but now they were more than that. He also had his conjuration back, meaning that he didn't have to worry about carrying that damned satchel around for his candy, and instead just eat the candy that he conjures up on a daily basis. Yeah, that was much easier. He also has his super strength back, again making it easier for him to take down larger creatures with much ease. The assassin knows that right now he's the strongest in Thunderclan, as he knew that from practically the very beginning since he put his paw into the area without even being stopped by anyone. He would always make sure that those around him knew their place. The albino serval walked along, his pawsteps completely silent as he stopped under one of the many trees that lined Thunderclan's territory. From there, the male sat himself down, his white pelt obvious against the dark brown and green landscape around them. Which Killua didn't really care as he had no means of hiding for the time being. He didn't care if someone approached him, but if someone did they probably wouldn't like what he had to say. Raising one of his paws into the air, Killua conjured up a box of chocolates, a box that seemed to be in the shop of a robot for some reason. A grin spread across his facial features as he unsheathed his metal claws and used it to open the seal on the box. From there, he began to dig out pieces of chocolate, throwing them up into the air before catching them into his mouth. A satisfied hum actually being audible as he does so, and his sapphire blue eyes almost seem to close as the sweet flavor floods his maw. If one were to look at him, one would consider the trainee to be quite relaxed, while its the entire opposite for those that underestimate him.

thunderclan -- trainee -- male -- 7 moons --
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[spoiler=Tags | Updated 02/04/17]GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 7 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Thunderclan | Trainee | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly has his sound manipulation on, meaning that no use of super senses are capable of hearing him no matter what. However, due to his white coat, this doesn't mean that he can't be seen either.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy, and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unles sthey express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't effect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons, and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just bc he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used onto him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
★ Left Blizzardclan (aka FF)
★ Residing in Thunderclan (never officially joined)
★ Recently found a secret tunnel into and out of the camp. He's keeping it a secret to himself.

PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is starking white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being complately white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His optics express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. Meaning that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though, are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | ½ [none]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No apprentice or mentor

POWERS:
★ Sound manipulation - discovered/mastered
★ Super strength - discovered/mastered
★ Conjuration - discovered/mastered
★ Air Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Invisibility - [un]discovered
★ Super senses - [un]discovered
★ Telepathy - [un]discovered
★ Electricity Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Teleportation - [un]discovered

INTERACTION:
★ Message [this account] to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO
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CHEWING ON GLASS WITH
A BITTERSWEET SMILE  |  AKINO. FEMALE. TRAINEE.
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t had only been a night or two ago that Akino had witnessed any real disturbance in Thunderclan, but even then no one else seemed to be around upon her discovery of the dead pit bull. She was disappointed her energy was wasted on finding no loot on the dog nor a clue of who did it - even though she probably wouldn't have even bothered finding out anyway. Akino didn't know there were such things as assassin's who knew the anatomy of their prey let alone cover up their own identity from whomever they had killed. If this had occurred in her village, however, there was no doubt Daisuke and herself would be put into confinement as the other residents of their birth place heavily believed that their peculiar pelt and eye color brought nothing but bad luck. Some would even go as far to call it a 'curse'. It was no surprise either. Their pelts did not blend into the environment of the tawny grass or the brown bark of trees, no matter what time of day it was. In short, their pelts were basically beacons from ground to tree to sky animals. It scared the prey, alerted the monkeys and attracted the predators hence the reason why the Kimura children were not allowed to go on hunting trips. Despite this, they were for some reason given the freedom to roam the territory that lay outside the village. This freedom was more common when it came to those ridiculous village meetings, or that was how her mother had described it before she eventually flipped over to the bad side. Back then, Akino didn't question her mother as to why she thought that, but looking back on it now, the serval wished she had. It would certainly have helped her calm down Daisuke whenever he was on one of his tempers.

Like most group living animals, there were 'village chiefs' or whatever that usually made the final decisions and created set rules in order for the village to be at peace. Akino did not remember if they even had one. To her, everyone was the same. Everyone had the same colored coat and the same hatred in their eyes so she was never able to tell who was who. Daisuke probably knew, but she knew asking about the village would probably cause him to snap at her - not that she cared because most of time she strived to annoy him purely out of extreme boredom. A natural childish behavior. Another childish behavior she had was eating everything almost everything that she laid her curious pink eyes on. This was perhaps what her mother would call "teething", where everything just looked like the perfect choice for some sharp teeth to be nibbled on. However, the village was short on prey already and they didn't need a constantly hungry girl to eat their well-deserved meals. Sensing this was how a majority of the village felt about her eating habits, Akino had resorted to capturing her own pretty and learning how to hunt herself in the wilderness. Needless to say, there were more than enough close calls that would have resulted in her death but she was too quick and agile for even a snippet of her fur to be plucked from her skin. Thanks to her solo voyages, Akino had discovered the greatness of candy. She didn't remember how she had found it. All she remembered was that she stole it from a home of some animal that had multiple looking dens before sneaking out just in time to hear them return. Being cautious, she was too afraid to look over her shoulder and see what the animal was but it didn't matter. She got what she wanted and that was more than enough for the girl. Once she had found a good spot to isolate herself for a while, the 2 month old kit had dug into the candy stash (which was enough to last her for maybe a week), her hackles prickling at the addicting sweetness taste of candy. It helped her sore gums become less painful and it also tasted much better than bird bones as well. Ever since, she begun to bring it into camp, hissing towards anyone who questioned if they could have any. Why did they deserve it if they were being complete bullies to her and her brother? They most certainly didn't deserve the heavenly taste at all. Every now and then she would return to the "candy den", thrilled to find it was being refilled every time she returned. The scent of candy was almost always stuck in her nostrils to the point she no longer needed to memorise her way towards the candy den. All Akino had to do was smell it out. Luckily for the young cat, it was the same situation here in Thunderclan.

If that hadn't been the case, Akino would have begun to lose confidence in her sense of smell. Sure, she was proud she could sniff out her brother from miles away but it wasn't like he carried candy around everywhere either. Plus, Akino doubted he'd like her chewing on his leg to relieve the soreness in her gums. Serval teeth were very sharp.Behind Killua was a rather interested Akino who was internally drooling over the smell and sight of chocolate that was being thrown carelessly into the air. She didn't know who the figure was behind the tree, but she didn't care either. It was chocolate, something sweet and tasty. Stalking as quietly as she could towards the white pelted figure without being caught, she readied her back legs to prepare for a leap. Unlike most cats her size, serval's had amazing power in their legs to jump. It was how Akino kept herself up in the trees, though she had to do a bit more effort due to her incredibly small size. As soon as she saw the next chocolate being carelessly tossed into the air, Akino instinctively leaped from her spot behind the tree and attempted to capture the chocolate between her tiny teeth and landed effortlessly on the ground, a look of recognition and surprise when she looked over her shoulder and realized it was the serval male her brother and herself had encountered on the border. She couldn't see the satchel she had seen him carry around when they first met but she couldn't see where all the chocolates were coming from either. "Ne~ It's the white kyandi smelling boy again! And he's got a lot of chocolate too... can I have some?" Akino asked rather casually with an excited pitch to her tone, not really bothering to find out if he understood what she was saying. Last time she checked, he had spoken Japanese to her and Daisuke in a really strange dialect. Hopefully he understood English since Akino felt really uncomfortable speaking Japanese around people she wasn't very familiar with.


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GENERAL:
full bio can be found on her profile
★ Akino | Aki/Bakaki | Female
★ demisexual heteroromantic (leans towards males)
★ Single | ½ [n/a]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation: ?? | Apprentice
★ 4 months | Unknown | Upon roleplayer's discretion
★ Apprentice of ThunderClan | No Title | No Unofficial Title
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ based quite a bit on yachiru from bleach
★ speaks japanese, fluent in english
★ absolutely addicted to candy
PHYSICAL:
★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [birth/main] | health: 100%
a 4 month old white serval with a light shade of pink for eyes.
— major injuries: n/a
— [i]minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
— POSITIVE
adventurous. bubbly. energetic.
— NEUTRAL
curious. casual. go-with-the-flow.
— NEGATIVE
naive. unorganised. stubborn.
INTERACTION:
★ willing to approach someone who she thinks will entertain her or has candy
★ [color=red]medium
physically |extreme mentally| Training
★ will start fights in specific situations - will defend herself and her brother.
★ Attack in PINK
please ask for permission before doing any kind of powerplaying
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We won’t back down ∘✧*
♡ We’ll never let them change us
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KILLUA
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Killua didn't have the luxury in discovering candy just because it smelled good from a distance. He didn't have the luxury of being able to just have candy because it was a way to distract him for practically everything. To him, Candy gave him a reason to relax during certain situations, and also kept his mind busy. When it meant that to keep his mind busy for the likes of him, it meant that he was less likely to try and start something with the other members of the area. Which could easily turn into a fight if he really wanted to go that way too. Why did Killua eat candy so much? Because there was only one factor, and that one factor being that it was the only damn stuff that he could taste if he were to put it inside of his mouth. The flavors of candy better than the rest of the flavors that he couldn't taste that were strong enough to get through to his damaged taste buds. Damaged? How can someone damage their taste buds so easily and in such a short time since he technically wasn't even a year old just yet. The reason that this had happened to Killua actually had been part of his training a while back. When he was first introduced to poisons, they hadn't been the original injections. Instead, they had been implanted into different types of food while he lived in that damned castle. From there, he was told to eat certain foods and be able to scent out the poisons that were laced inside either the meat or some other human food that they liked to eat in that castle. So when the assassin first started out his poison training, his family made sure that no matter what choice he choose, was laced with poison so that it was impossible for him to even guess it right. He remembered biting into a bit of flesh for the first time, and at first it tasted perfectly fine toward the young male. That was until he could start feel his body getting weak and practically collapsed onto the ground. From there, he started to vomit up every content in his stomach and was writhing in pain for the longest time as well. His family did nothing but watch him deal with the pain, as the poison wasn't a big enough amount to actually kill him, but it was enough to cause a large amount of pain in the small creature. From that point on, he made sure never to trust any food that his family would give him knowing that while he was going through his poison training that they could ask the butlers to poison his food and he would have no idea if it was poisoned as he wasn't great at figuring that out just yet. After a while though, his body started to get used to eating the poisoned food, but it wasn't just his immune system that was really taking a hit here. His internal organs were forced to figure out how to deal with the toxins, and thanks to the acidic components of most of the poisons that he had to intake, it meant that his taste buds were slowly getting worn away, and that his tongue was only good when it came to figure out once something was poisoned. And it was from that point that it started to get harder on the young assassin when it came from going to food, to the actual chemical extracts that he was forced to ingest. He knew that he was going to survive all of this, but his body didn't think so as it had never been through so much trauma before. His entire family had been through the process, so that meant he was going to have to go through the same training whether he wanted to or not. From the kitchen to the dungeon, his training was moved so that his screams wouldn't be enough to disturb the rest of the household. Which he found stupid because the place was so damn big that no one would be able to hear him in the first place. Killua did keep his mouth shut and just do what his brother told him to do, and from there he was strapped down onto a chair, and there were several cylinders that contained different type of chemicals that he would come into contact with during his jobs that he would take on once he was ready.

It was from that moment on that those chemicals were poured into his throat a certain amount of each day depending on the reactions that he would give. One would think that it would be entirely possible to fake his reactions based on what he was given, but they would have it completely wrong. There would be times where he didn't want to have to deal with the chemicals burning the inside of his body, and that he would actually beg his brother during the process to simply let him go. The entire time during his training though, his brother practically ignored him not listening to anything that he had to say. Understandable since this was a process that took time and that needed to be done as assassins were prone to getting poisoned by special weapons if they weren't careful enough. Killua was able to deal with the chemicals that were poured down his throat. There were points during the sessions that his mouth would start to develop lesions, and his throat would start filling with his own blood too. The chemicals slowly eating away at the tissues that make up every animals body in the process. It was extremely painful and his older brother had to make sure that his younger brother wouldn't end up bleeding to death so that meant he would have to take it a little bit slower. He of course screamed during all of this, wanting all the pain to go away. It felt like his entire body was being burned alive and that his flesh was starting to fall off of the bone as his body began to let the chemicals go through his blood stream and filter through his important organs. It took an entire month before he could take in a decent amount of the chemicals and have no reaction to them at all. Which was a feat as it usually took several months to get to that stage. However, it wasn't the end of the poison training either as there was another final stage that everyone had to go through. This stage dealt with some of the most deadly poisons out there that could be created or manufactured that could kill most creatures in a matter of moments. So, why not inject a younger serval with the stuff to see exactly how he would react to it? The first injection that he went through actually hadn't been all that bad, as his body was getting used to have several different chemicals and toxins spread into the others muscles and circulatory system. However, it was the next batch of injections that came next that were the worst. Where the poison was injected into his system, his flesh actually started to rot away leaving a hole toward the inside of his body. Which usually mean his arm. So, there were times where he could only take a couple injections at time before his body couldn't take anymore. He had stopped screaming at this point, as he usually just caused himself physical pain trying to ignore those factors. The scars were still around where some of the poisons had eaten away at his flesh, and if that started to happen more rapidly than the rest of his family expected, they would have to give him the antidote to the poison and just wait it out. If he ended up telling this anyone that he came across, he knew for a fact that they would say that his family wasn't family, and that they had just used him. He would have to agree with that to a point, but they were still a family and wouldn't kill each other. Even if they just so happened to hate each other at one point. After all, they had rules.

Like the village that the female grew up in, his own family had rules. Of course they were very simple now that he thought about it. He wouldn't go through all of them though, as it was pretty much that they weren't allowed to kill one another. That was against the rules as they all had different personalities and wanted to manipulate each other a certain way, but that didn't mean that they could kill each other. Injure yes, but not kill. As thanks to all of their training as an assassin family, they know exactly where to hit one another to inflict maximum amount of pain but limit the chance of them dying from that kind of injury. Sadly for Akino though, Killua had been able to hear the female coming toward him. The assassin made sure to match scents with the creature that they belonged with so he knew exactly who he was dealing with. The female was certainly interesting, but not enough to have Killua following her around. Why should he? She was younger than he was after all. The male could easily over power her if he wanted to, but when that would happen only time would tell. The ivory hued wildcat just thought that the younger female would be walking around doing whatever she did since he didn't know her personally. This meant that he didn't exactly have any need to direct his attention toward her, as right now he just wanted to be alone with his chocolate. However, he noticed that the female was getting closer to him, and he inwardly groaned as he knew that she was probably going to bug him even more. The male flicked one of his large audits on the top of his skull but still didn't turn his head to look at her as she was behind the tree. Besides, maybe if he ignores her she'll just leave him alone. Yeah, that could happen right? He grabbed another piece of chocolate in between his claws and threw it up into the air, aiming to catch it again in his mouth, but when his claws closed down, they hit nothing but air and he didn't feel the sweet flavor going over his tongue. A confused and annoyed look spread across his facial features as he opened his sapphire blue optics, only to see that the other white serval was standing in front of him. Not only that, but she was also chewing the chocolate that he had tried to catch. He did have to say that it was certainly impressive, as he didn't think that she would have the guts to do something like that. However, his gaze did narrow the slightest bit as he grabbed another piece of chocolate from the box and plopped it into his mouth instead of throwing it up like last time. He knows now that he is aware of what she wants, that he would be able to react quick enough to avoid her assault. Killua listened to the females voice, and couldn't help but scoff a little bit toward the female. Him? Share his candy? No way. He of course could just pull some out of thin air nowadays, but that didn't mean he was bout to share any with the female. "I think you've already had enough. Besides you eat too much and it'll kill you." Killua said with a low grunt as he looks at the female. He knows that chocolate has the capability of killing most creatures, but considering all the torture he went through as a kid, it wasn't going to happen to him. Unless the female was used to putting herself through all the trouble of just eating chocolate, then she would have a hard time stomaching it. Either way, if she was able to eat it, he wasn't about to give any to her. Killua even seemed to move the box a little bit of a distance away from the female so that it would be harder for her to grab it. 
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[spoiler=Tags | Updated 02/03/17]GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 7 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Thunderclan | Trainee | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly has his sound manipulation on, meaning that no use of super senses are capable of hearing him no matter what. However, due to his white coat, this doesn't mean that he can't be seen either.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy, and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unles sthey express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't effect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons, and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just bc he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used onto him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
★ Left Blizzardclan (aka FF)
★ Residing in Thunderclan (never officially joined)
★ Recently found a secret tunnel into and out of the camp. He's keeping it a secret to himself.

PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is starking white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being complately white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His optics express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. Meaning that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though, are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua also carries a satchel around with him, that has all of candy reserves in it. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
— major injuries: none
— minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | ½ [none]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No apprentice or mentor

POWERS:
★ Sound manipulation - discovered/mastered
★ Super strength - discovered/mastered
★ Conjuration - discovered/mastered
★ Air Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Invisibility - [un]discovered
★ Super senses - [un]discovered
★ Telepathy - [un]discovered
★ Electricity Elemental - [un]discovered
★ Teleportation - [un]discovered

INTERACTION:
★ Message [this account] to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions.
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ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO
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CHEWING ON GLASS WITH
A BITTERSWEET SMILE  |  AKINO. FEMALE. TRAINEE.
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espite the fact Akino spent most of her time binge eating candy, it was true that her stomach was not strong enough to handle all the contents that was made to create candy for however long Akino wished. Her stomach aches were one of the very few reasons she was not able to sleep as it literally felt someone had kicked her tremendously hard in the gut (not that she knew how it felt but seeing her brother kick someone in the gut looked painful). Unfortunately, stomach aches weren't the only negatives. Ever since her diet had begun to rely on them, her teeth were gradually turning into a pale yellow color which then resulted in stinky breath. Of course, it wasn't incredibly bad as of yet but it wouldn't be surprising if it came to that point. Another thing that was actually pretty annoying was the fact Akino was almost always hungry. She didn't know sugar kept you 'satisfied' for a short amount of time and she was too used to the taste of candy that meat was slowly beginning to taste foreign. However, the girl lacked the knowledge and experience to realise it was the candy giving her these problems though there was a very high chance that she wouldn't have stopped eating it no matter who told her about it. Her stubbornness was not usually taken well by most people.

Gulping down the last bit of chocolate she had taken from Killua, she stared blankly at him for a moment in disbelief. So this was what it was like to be rejected if you asked for candy. It was a horrible feeling, to be sent away from the only thing that seemed as important as oxygen itself. "Mō, you're so mean. Unless I see you dead with candy in your mouth, I won't believe you! " Akino exclaimed, a scowl plastered on her face as her pink eyes watched the chocolate enter his mouth.The agony.It hurt her heart though she guessed it wasn't as painful as having a hole in your throat like the pit bull had. If stomach aches felt like a kick, then it was unimaginable to her what kind of pain a hole in your body would be like. Although the canine body had certainly stunk like hell and the blood had stained her white paws, those features were the least of her worries back then. Now she thought about it, Aki realised it seemed she was the only one who had discovered the corpse. Whether it was still there or not, she didn't know. Perhaps the ants had already broken it apart or maybe the killer had finally decided to hide it away, or eat it. [color=pink]"Oh and did ya see the dead dog? I don't remember when it was killed but it had this hole in it's throat," she added, tilting her head to the side so the tip of her ears flopped to the side a bit. Although she didn't know it yet but her current size was going to be permanent. Whether her ears were going to be slightly floppy throughout her whole life or if they formed properly, it was still going to look quite large for such a tiny face.


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GENERAL:
full bio can be found on her profile
★ Akino | Aki/Bakaki | Female
★ demisexual heteroromantic (leans towards males)
★ Single | ½ [n/a]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation: ?? | Apprentice
★ 4 months | Unknown | Upon roleplayer's discretion
★ Apprentice of ThunderClan | No Title | No Unofficial Title
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ based quite a bit on yachiru from bleach
★ speaks japanese, fluent in english
★ absolutely addicted to candy
PHYSICAL:
★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [birth/main] | health: 100%
a 4 month old white serval with a light shade of pink for eyes.
— major injuries: n/a
— [i]minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
— POSITIVE
adventurous. bubbly. energetic.
— NEUTRAL
curious. casual. go-with-the-flow.
— NEGATIVE
naive. unorganised. stubborn.
INTERACTION:
★ willing to approach someone who she thinks will entertain her or has candy
★ [color=red]medium
physically |extreme mentally| Training
★ will start fights in specific situations - will defend herself and her brother.
★ Attack in PINK
please ask for permission before doing any kind of powerplaying
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