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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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He had to be quick and find something to say. His charade was sure to come to an end if he wasn't careful with his words.
"I found-- A uhm.. A place! Yea."
Smooth.
The splicer cleared his throat a bit nervously, shaking his head with a forced laugh.
“I wasn’t…. hiding…. I was— Uhm—” Deep, wheezy breath.
“Exploring.”
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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The splicer cleared his throat a bit nervously, shaking his head with a forced laugh.
"I wasn't.... hiding.... I was-- Uhm--" Deep, wheezy breath.
"Exploring."
Ozze turned right when the child started towards him, shaking his head and backing up— But it was too late. She was already clinging onto him,”Mhhh….. Why….?” He whined, rubbing his hands down his face.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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Ozze turned right when the child started towards him, shaking his head and backing up-- But it was too late. She was already clinging onto him,"Mhhh..... Why....?" He whined, rubbing his hands down his face.
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“Ozze!” At the sight of the splicer the child immediately called him out. Bounding toward him she grinned, and, with much enthusiasm, clung around his waist in the form of a hug.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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Pilgrim...? No.. That didn't sound right. Shaking his head, he hesitantly named his home,"I'm from... uhm... Rapture..." Oz muttered. One of those moments he wanted her to hear what he said, but then again, he was afraid of the outcome. So, it came out as a whisper.
marcie-fink
The first real human being Oz had met in this place was some strange little girl who offered to give him a lollipop. He declined, though, and was slightly glad he did.
Staring at the woman from behind his sunglasses, he pursed his lips, careful not to wipe any of his white makeup away.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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"I don't... really remember... But there was a lighthouse." He nodded, recalling some of the things he came across on his way,"And a weird noise and strange lights... But, anyways..."
marcie-fink
The first real human being Oz had met in this place was some strange little girl who offered to give him a lollipop. He declined, though, and was slightly glad he did.
Staring at the woman from behind his sunglasses, he pursed his lips, careful not to wipe any of his white makeup away.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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Craning his neck back slightly when she extended her hand, he raised a brow, but reached to return the greeting, nodding. "Hm... I don't think so either.." His voice was a whisper, and had quite a wheeze to it,"Who are you...?"
marcie-fink
The first real human being Oz had met in this place was some strange little girl who offered to give him a lollipop. He declined, though, and was slightly glad he did.
Staring at the woman from behind his sunglasses, he pursed his lips, careful not to wipe any of his white makeup away.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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marcie-fink
The first real human being Oz had met in this place was some strange little girl who offered to give him a lollipop. He declined, though, and was slightly glad he did.
Staring at the woman from behind his sunglasses, he pursed his lips, careful not to wipe any of his white makeup away.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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When he was inside the pod, he waited 'til Babe was in before he pulled the lever to close the door, turning to watch out the glass,"Watch... closely..."
The splicer grinned, his sharp teeth showing clearly. 
“Follow me.” He smirked, walking off to the big contraption.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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The splicer grinned, his sharp teeth showing clearly. 
"Follow me." He smirked, walking off to the big contraption.
“Mm..” He grumbled,”Ozze. But call me Oz.” He took a deep breath and looked around.
“The Rapture lighthouse. Er… Inside the Rapture lighthouse. Right out those doors is the ocean…”He turned, pointing to a large pod-like object,”Inside that, you go down… to Rapture.”
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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"Mm.." He grumbled,"Ozze. But call me Oz." He took a deep breath and looked around.
"The Rapture lighthouse. Er... Inside the Rapture lighthouse. Right out those doors is the ocean..."He turned, pointing to a large pod-like object,"Inside that, you go down... to Rapture."
batterspup
Oz confusedly stared at the newcomer, light dimming as he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses. The white paint covering his grey skin made him look a little normal, except for the fact his breathing had a light wheeze to it.
His voice was creepy. He didn’t say a word.
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splicerkind-blog · 11 years
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A low growl came from deep within his throat, sounding dry and cracked. Tilting his head, he sniffed, looking over the top of his sunglasses so that the dim yellow glow from his eyes would show.
"Hey."
batterspup
Oz confusedly stared at the newcomer, light dimming as he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses. The white paint covering his grey skin made him look a little normal, except for the fact his breathing had a light wheeze to it.
His voice was creepy. He didn’t say a word.
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batterspup
Oz confusedly stared at the newcomer, light dimming as he narrowed his eyes behind his sunglasses. The white paint covering his grey skin made him look a little normal, except for the fact his breathing had a light wheeze to it.
His voice was creepy. He didn't say a word.
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