#itsozjustoz

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itsozjustoz 

☽ | "Out of my way!! Get out, or I'll kill you myself!!" She doesn't care who's blood would stain her cloak, or who will fall dead to her knees. Her grip is tight on her silver dagger, and Noise is ready to take down anyone who stands in her path. "Did you not hear me?! Move, or I'll give you pain!!"

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-inhales-

Cutie.

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itsozjustoz replied to your post “This is a tumblr hug :) Pass it on to at least 10 of your favorite followers and remember don’t Break the CHAIN о(ж＞▽＜)ｙ ☆ ((puts all 2908905 hands on your shoulders uwu))”

//yODELS YE S

(YELLS N O)

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kiss + itsozjustoz

Send ‘kiss’ + “someones url” and I’ll kiss whoever they are.

These greyfaces were really thorough. Xerx blinked, and blinked, but finally slide over and gave the boy a quick peck on the cheek. “…I think I need to sterilize my lips.”

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Pathetic?

He— he’d been so happy to kill all these people. And he thought Claire would be happy, too! It was only reasonable, right—? Only… only foolish.

For everyone would leave him in the end.

Another playful smirk crossed his face, and he dropped the corpse to the ground, stepping on it with the heel of his boot.

"Oz Vessalius? No—. I’m Oz, the B-Rabbit.” The blonde giggled, digging his heel into the dead man. “Are you surprised? It’s kind of funny~! I didn’t know, myself, for a long time, either!” Another giggle as he watched everything around him turn black with wide, amused eyes.

"I’m no child, Claire.” Her name was said with such disgust; he spit at the ground after the word had escaped. “I’ve been alive for far too long.” Tapping his finger at his chin, a delighted grin appeared on his face, and he chuckled, swinging his over-sized weapon around as he spoke. “So, let’s play a game, shall we~?” Dragging out his words, Oz finally pointed his red scythe away from himself, where Claire had been standing before everything turned pitch black. “Let’s see who dies first!”

"I don’t doubt you’ll be hard to kill!" The chain twirled around, making sure to have his scythe swinging around him in case she attacked him right off the bat. There were only two outcomes, then, right? If she died, he’d continue the fun— and if he died—

He’d finally be free from this sick life.

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The time for pointless conversations was over to Claire. She, truthfully, didn't want to kill him for it'd be a pointless death on her hands. And those kind of kills only festered the thoughts that she was, indeed, a monster who only hurt instead of helped. This would paint her as that kind of monster to the young blond-haired boy, but she would bare the weight of that burden if it meant to snap him back to his senses. Her own bark and bite had to be stronger than his own here, and if she had to unleash the full fury of the Estrie, then so be it.

When the room was blanketed by her own abilities, the Draculina allowed her advanced senses to pick up on the wind whipping around the blade of his scythe. Her own feet had barely made contact with the floor below them and now, she was careful to approach him. Like a swarm of birds, she started to encircle around his form with her own bright carmine eyes shut tightly. The Nosferatu's own third eye would take care of her own sight when she refused to open her own irises.

"W͈͍͍h̨̯̜a͏̼̰̭͍t'͎s ҉̣͍̻͍͙ͅw̮̣̹̤̬̙͜ṟ̺̺̙̠̩͓o҉̬̰̙n̫̮͍̲͇̖g̮͉̤̱̣͙,͓̦̯̲ ͕̪O̜̳z̥͍?̰ C̙̹̠̹̹̻a̰n̙̩̱̟'̩̹̻t͍͖͉̺ ͇͘f̪͖̗̪͎͇̗i̲̗͓̞͇ṉ̰̮͉̟͙͢d̶ ́w̶h̙͉͚͚e̜̗͙̤̮r̺͎̘͉͚͍̰e̷̞̭̤͇̻͕ ͉́I̝͉͕̩̯̬̲ ̲a͈͚͚̜̗m̶̳̲̻͚~̡̥̖̖̦̰?̻͓͈̝̮̜̀ͅ"

The way that Claire delivered her taunt was heard while she was running around the Chain, emphasized further by the deep voice she had while permitting the Estrie to be unleashed. This was a way to gauge just how well Oz's reaction time was while being like this, as well as to see if she couldn't psyche him out. Preferably, she wouldn't have to harm him physically, or so she hoped. For as much of a monster she was, she still cared about the boy.

If she had to scare him witless to get him back, then by all means. She would let herself be called a monster just to see Oz Vessalius emerge from the B-Rabbit.

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Something about the situation seems… off.

Why are the lights suddenly out?

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 Bᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛs, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs sᴜʀᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴀ ɢʟɪᴍᴘsᴇ ᴏғ ғɪɴᴇ ʜᴀɪʀ. Sʜᴏʀᴛ. Eᴠᴇʀ-sᴏ sᴏғᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ.

     Cᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪᴛ ʙᴇ...? Yᴇs.. Hᴇ's ᴄᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴏ ɪᴛ ɪs.

      Hᴇ's ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴇs. Wʜᴏ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇs-- Wʜᴏ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ-- Oʜ, ʜᴏᴡ ʟᴏɴɢ ɪᴛ's ʙᴇᴇɴ sɪɴᴄᴇ ʜᴇ's ʟᴀsᴛ sᴇᴇɴ ʜɪᴍ.. Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴏᴋᴀʏ. Hᴇ'ʟʟ ғᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ Oᴢ. Gɪʟʙᴇʀᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ғᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇs Oᴢ!

                        Hᴇ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴏɴᴏʀᴇᴅ.. ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ Oᴢ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇ's ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍɪssᴇᴅ.

                                                "Mᴀᴀᴀsᴛᴇʀ...~"