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o14 → i'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me

 [ from the kitchen, the sound of clattering, clanking and things falling over can be heard. soon after, a yelp follows.

O-ouch...

That was... painful. [ he glances over at the journal that's been set on top of the counter and picks it up ] Eh, seems it's been recording this the whole time. Before any of you worry I'm [ a tiny, quiet hiss of pain ] fine. 


[ guess who's trying to cook :D? feel free to bother him via journal or person.♥ ]
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o13 → no more heroes anymore

PRIVATE )


[ oz is in the theater, feeling somewhat nostalgic just by being there. he's sitting in one of the chairs, staring at the stage and recalling back to when his father would allow for him to get out of the mansion only for educational purposes. the memory leaves him with a pained feeling but he pushes it back, smile in place as he leans forward a little to get a better glance at the stage. feel free to give him a big scare or just keep him company ]
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o12 → together we stand

 [ there's a bit of fumbling before he dictates into the journal with forced cheerfulness (of course, it's hard to tell apart his forced to non-forced cheerful voice) ] Eheh, I'm still getting use to using this thing. ...Got it! 

Uh, so my search for a job didn't go as planned. I'm prone to getting distracted haha. There were so many shops and along the way I forgot what I was supposed to do until last minute. But enough about that! I'm probably boring you all with my day story. What I originally intended to say was to ask if any jobs were currently available. It's okay if there isn't, no biggie! 

[ the sound of wrappers can be heard vaguely in the background before he continues on;

It's so easy to get bored in this place~ 


private )
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o11 → let's get this party started

[ you just may notice a blonde boy wandering town. what is he doing, exactly? looking for a job. sadly, he keeps on getting distracted by sweet shops and bookstores, each time awing at the things he sees. it's not like he has ADD or anything-- OKAY, so maybe he does a little bit but that's beside the point.

time to get to business. gil won't won't pleased if he keeps this up ;-;
  ]
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o10 → it's a long shot, but i say why not

 [ it's not uncommon for the blonde to be wandering about the castle. after all, if he's stuck here, why not just get use to the surroundings? on this particular day, he's in the kitchen, sitting on a stool as the ghosts just seem to hover around the place, as if waiting for a job to do. on every occasion, one will float on over to him as if waiting for an order, but order they do not get. 

oh hey look, there's butter cake next to him that's been half eaten. bother him as you will
 ]

[ OPEN POST IS A GO GO. \o/ ]
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oo9 → listen to me one more time

 [ there's some idle page flipping as Oz looks through his journal. He's humming quite contently to himself as he writes the following; ]

A new swarm of new people! Haha, it's nice to meet you all and welcome to Paradisa. [ the writing stops as he taps his pen against the paper, thinking. then-- ] I think some of you have already met Alice. Her hot temper gets her in to a lot of trouble... Ehh, but despite her appearence, she's actually nice! [ a bit brash but nice nonetheless ]

...Anyway! Maybe we'll meet in person sometime, new people! That'll be fun~.
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oo8 → while my guitar gently weeps

private )

gil ) 

jack )

ukitake )

colette )

[ oz is quietly thinking to himself near the lake. you'll probably notice he lost the "omgsohappy" air around him but if someone is to point that out, he'll instantly put on his facade. maybe. bother him to your hearts content

[ as usual, bother him in person or via journal. doesn't matter /o/ ]
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oo7 → you know i believe in how

 [ oz is the king of optimism and he has that little spark of positive energy. or a lot of it, if you want honesty. he did a teeny tiny disappearance act by spending a week venturing (or a few days, who knows?) and now he's back, journal in tow. ]

Well, that was refreshing!  Although... it is questionable to as of why town is crowded as of late. 

[ ooc; because i've been missing for a week, i made it so oz went on some super fun adventure somewhere (i don't feel like being creative and saying where) and just recently got back. of course, he is relatively oblivious to the fact that people are moving out of the castle but not quite. he knows something is going on so feel free to give him an explanation. unless you really enjoy watching him swim in denial whilst being threatened by those vicious crocozaidiles XDD; ]
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oo6 → strawberries fields forever

 [ through the journal, it seems to pick up the sound of books being thrown around the place. sorry Gil, Oz seems to of trashed the place with the books he borrowed off Ukitake. oh well ♥  ] 

You must wear your rue with a difference.
There's a daisy; I would give you some violets,
but they withered. 


[ pause ]

Eeeh, that's a shame about the violets. I'm sure they would've come handy for a girl somewhere~.
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oo5 → every time you go

[ so Oz is being quite the disobedient child here, as he is in town rather than in Gil's room. the good thing is that he's wearing a coat with the hood up. :> all right so, he was bored senseless being imprisoned by the glen wannabe stuck inside and oz being oz would be much happier exploring. which is what he was doing, but in secret. a..ha...haha... 

he is going to be in so much trouble


[ooc; open post is open~ /o/ feel free to bother him via journal or person; you know the drill 8D]
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oo4 → she belongs to fairytales

gil )


[ silence before a voice seems to speak through the journal, quietly; ]

I suppose it was inevitable that one of them would show up. I guess this 'sin' of mine remains with me, even here...

[ the sound of boots touching ground echoes, followed by flipping paper. it appears that oz has found a book to distract himself. three guesses on what it could be. ]

"My weapon is being unafraid of Death"

[ ... ]

Heh.
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oo3 → frosty the snowman

[ do you see blonde hair peeking out from behind a snow-bridge? well, that'll be oz, doing his best to dodge those living, walking snowmen. the poor boy hasn't done anything to upset them.

no really. he hasn't. 8)
]



[ ooc: open post o/ feel free to bother him and/or make him noticeable. idk :'D ]
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oo2 → oh what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open slay

Hm?

[ it seems that Oz has took notice of the invitation that's been placed on his door. obviously the blonde is reading it, quite intrigued. oh, and for the record, he has noticed that morbid taste of the poster but decided to ignore that being oh-so-oblivious. ]

A ball sounds mightily interesting this time of year! Christmas is literally around the corner, as well~. I still need to buy Gil a gift. Break too! I have the money on me but I don't really know Town that well. Ehehe~. Oh, can't forget Jack.

Maybe I'll attend. It'll be a blast, I'm sure!
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oo1 → it's time to bring this ship bait to the shore

[ Welll, this wasn't where he was a minute or so ago.


He stands, boots burying themselves into the white snow. With a befuddled blink, Oz turns his head around, as if expecting this to be some figment of his imagination. But alas, by the time he turns around, nothing has changed. Not like it would, but hey, doesn't hurt to try.

....

achoo comes the sneeze!



It's co~ld!
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★ 003

 [ So there's a slight ruffling of papers, pages turning and then... ]

....Does anyone know how to cook?.... [ a small pause, before more words are spoken to the journal ] ...

Anyone that would be interested in teaching it~?

[ he's near the kitchen, in case anyone wanted to run into him and question these motives ]

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★ 003

[ So someone has found it necessary to sit in the stairwell with a book and read, pretty much minding his own business, even though he's in a bad spot.  ]

[He looks fairly comfortable but -- a bit tired, or maybe just run-down.  Either way, there's a little blonde teenager in your stairs. ]

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★ 002

[ Now that things have quieted down, Oz is going to be wandering the halls, headed down to the library and possibly to get something to eat.  Still a bit on edge, but hey, there had been a killer roaming around.  Feel free to bump into him or say hi. ]
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★ 001

[ There may or may not be a certain blond boy on the seventh floor, slumbering lightly against the wall of a random hallway.  The journal lay innocently beside him, recording each and every footstep nearby, as well as his light breathing and occasional snores.  Apart from what it has been recording, the journal is untouched, unmarked, giving evidence that...this certain boy doesn't have a clue what's going on yet.   Care to break that? ]