Uwaah, my mysterious plant has gotten taller!  It's something more like a tree now, or maybe a skinny bush?

And it doesn't look very healthy at all!  How suspicious~

[Video turns on and you can have a nice view of Oz leaning against the kitchen counter, on which sits a short, stunted tree with crooked branches and a curiously warped look, because ( Read more... )

( like a smile that never fades )

[BZZT--!]  Ow!  [Pause as Oz is presumably jerking his fingers away and inspecting them for damage.  His voice is... a little more careful, a little more distracted than usual, but it'd take someone who knew him well to recognize this.]

Whoops, I didn't mean to [...] leave it alone for so long...

Say, I have a lot of books here from the library ( Read more... )

Ehh, I didn't think we had this many people before... This is pretty cool, isn't it?

Hi everybody!

[Commentlogs and threadjacking are happyay! I'll be responding to tags after class~]

[Oz is sitting on a chipped stool, expression distant and slightly pained.  For some people, this might be the first time seeing him without a smile.  One hand absently grips the fabric over his chest, flexing and then relaxing.  It's been a while since the seal on his chest has moved, and while Oz doesn't miss the searing agony that comes with ( Read more... )

[The audio turns on just in time to catch the communicator hitting the floor with a hollow 'clunk'.  And as if from a distance...]

Hey, that's where it was.

[His voice is chipper, but breathy and soft, as if he is trying to exert as little energy in speaking as possible.  There is rustling, and the shifting of blankets as a certain blonde brat who is ( Read more... )

[The feed opens to a blur of color and movement, sliding along the floor until it hits the wall with a bang and clatter, the whole scene shaking as the communicator wobbles.   For anyone who might recognize it, this is a view of Horton 103 from the ground up.  Except this could be a bit difficult, because the place looks trashed, furniture toppled ( Read more... )

[The feed opens up to an apartment room, cracked walls and chipped paint and Oz, waving... a pack of cigarettes?   Behind him, the window is propped open, and from the scuff-marks on the frame, and the dirt around the edges, it's obvious that someone has been out and about.]

These cigarettes don't belong to anyone, do they?  They were just sort of ( Read more... )

[The video turns on, apparently all by itself.  Oz is balancing on the edge of the couch reading from a slim, dusty volume.  The reason for this quickly  becomes apparent... because the rest of the couch is strewn with stacks of books of all sizes.  Yay successful library trip!  After about a minute, he looks up.  Blinks.]

Huh?  Oh, it can do that ( Read more... )

[All that is visible for a moment is a massive moving blob of faded purple, then the video pulls back a bit, and it becomes apparent that it is the stained cover of a book.  A book that is, for the moment, gently flapping about.  There's a whole flock, in fact,  and the sound of rustling paper fills the room as they fly around nudging against the ( Read more... )