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[Oz had been sitting in the middle of this new place, unsure of where exactly he was or even what had happened the past week. He doesn't remember the manor doing something like that before. Sure she sent him back once, but that was the only time and it was one he really questioned at times.

Playing with the communicator, he smiled gently.]

This place is always full of surprises. I woke up today and saw that over a week has gone by, yet I don't remember going home or anything.

[He places a finger lightly against his chin as he starts to think, tap, tap, tapping his chin as he did.]

Maybe I just really needed the sleep~

[He laughed before turning his head, looking behind him for a moment, watching as people walked by. It was another moment before he turned his head back, smiling once more.]

Though... right now I really have no idea where I am, can someone help me, please~?

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[The view shows a cute little bunny type creature happily nibbling away at a carrot. Close by sat a black Tribble, also eating a carrot as Oz sat at his desk and sighed.]

Can anyone tell me why I have a rabbit in my room?

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So this is what prison is like?

I didn't think it would be this depressing to be honest. What with all the fairy tales I've been told I thought it would be much worse, like with torture and all that.

So, I was wondering, are all prisons like this one?

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[The BlackBerry had fallen out of his packet as he had rushed to fire the gun, so the scene shows Oz just as he pulls the trigger to the zombies head at extremely close range.]

Ah, that was a really close call.

[He looks positively scared as he checks to see how many rounds he has left, then peeking out from where he is to see the numbers left.]

I don't think I have enough bullets left to get passed that.

[He suddenly flinched as he looks at his knees that he had scraped while trying to escape from some zombies before. Slowly standing up, he puts some spare bullets into his gun, clicking it shut before putting in at the back of his shorts to keep it safe. He turns his head and finally noticed the thing running.]

Ah. Since this is on, I might as well ask for some help if I can.

[He reaches over, picking it up and he knelt down on his bad knee, flinching slightly.]

How is everyone managing this time?

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[Oz appears of screen, not really noticing that this device is actually filming him. He soon puts the phone it in mouth to attempt to bite it, or make sure it was in some way edible, but it wasn't. This was shown by his face after he moved the phone away from his mouth after trying to take a giant bite out of it. It takes him a food moment or two before he throws it to the side and looks around.]

Oi, servant! Where are you? You are meant to be by my side right now, yet you're not.

[He goes to the door and glances out. Still no sign of this so called servant of his as his face slowly starts to change from one of anger to one of sadness, mixed with loneliness. He went and sat upon the bed for a good few moment before reaching over to pick up the BlackBerry, ultimately switching it off when he tried to bite it again.]

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[The screen shows Oz looking at the screen, tired, clothes covered in food and god only knows what else. It was his first time actually having to look after a child. His sister he would of had help, but not it was different.]

I need to ask a question?

[Oz yawns for a moment as soon crying is heard in the background.]

Ah, she wasn't even asleep for an hour. Sorry, excuse me a moment.

[He smiles at the screen before he leaves the BlackBerry on the side for the moment to get get the child.]

What is it you need? Ow! Don't pull my hair, I'm trying to help.

[He returns to the desk with a young two year old terror, pulling and slightly hitting him as she cried, as all he could do is try and rock her.]

Sorry about this, but can anyone else me with her. Anything I try causes her to do.. well this.

[He leant over getting a small child's plate he had brought to his room before and a small pot of baby food, opening the lid while making sure she was staying on his lap, which wasn't very easy.]

Hey, don't try and climb off okay.

[He put the pot down and sort her out as the screen goes black.]

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[All the blackberry can pick up on is a intense black smoke and the sound of coughing within.]

I think I might have done something wrong.

[Oz is trying to find his blackberry and the way out, but it's so thick he cannot see the front of his face. A couple more coughs can be heard.]

Can someone help me? I was trying to cook and it kind of set alight, it's spread to the trees now.

[Coughs some more before finally feeling the BlackBerry, picking it up and trying to now find his way out.]

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[Oz was pissed, fan girls had managed to somehow get him to wear this again.]

I didn't even agree to this!

[He didn't look amused as he sat down, but seemed to smile when some fan girls came and asked for a picture.]

You all look pretty cute yourself.

[They all giggled, seemingly excited at being hit on by a kid in a maids outfit before a girl came up to him.]

Can I hug you, please?

[He paused for a moment before nodding.]

Sure! Why not~

[He hugged the girl, a smile still on his face as she soon went with the other as he went and sat down, picking up two plushies of his friends, looking at them quietly.]

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So, I heard there's a killer about, so I was wondering is that the footsteps that we heard often? Or is it just me thinking that?

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I was told to tell people this, but someone is going to rig up something to get power back up temporary.

I don't exactly know what he is planning to do, but I guess any type of power is better than walking around in the dark, right?

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[Oz had trekked through to the kitchen in order to get food and not to clean, he never did it usually that was Gilbert's job when it came to his room. When he reached the kitchen he noticed that it was a lot tidier than the other places he had been to before now since they got back. Oz's stomach grumbled slightly as he went to the cupboard, to look for something like cookies, any form of biscuit or something that was easily made in like a few minutes, but even then there was a 50/50 chance Oz would screw up.

Upon opening the cupboard he pauses at something right in front of his face. It was a cupcake with a small note next to it and the number 16 on top of the icing. Reaching out to take the note, Oz looked and noticed it was from the Author and mentioned that his birthday had gone past a good while ago, if he remembered correctly it was during the time everyone was ill, seriously ill for that one week.

Oz was slightly surprised that he actually got something, even if it was a small cupcake for himself, as he takes it out of the cupboard, putting the note in his pocket as he goes to sit on the table and continues to stare at this birthday cupcake, or as the case may be now an unbirthday cake.]

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[The blackberry is pointing at what was once the ship. It is now a smouldering pile of flame.]

Well that was unexpected.

[The camera then pans over the new place before turning around and showing Oz's face, no emotion just a look of wondering, unfazed by it all.]

It could of always been worse when you think about it.

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[Oz is sitting in the observation deck, drinking a cup of tea and looking at the view. To him it was amazing that something he could have only read in books was now being seen right in front of his eyes. He puts the cup to his lips and takes a sip, before looking at the collection of cake he had next to a tea pot and spare cups.

He picked a cake that he was going to eat down as he put the cup of tea down on it's coaster before picking up a fork as taking his first bites of the treat. Happy with the choice Oz put the fork down and picked up the tea once again taking a sip and going back to looking out the window, holding a book called 'The picture of Dorian Gray' close to him for the time being before opening it up and looking down at the pages.]

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[Oz appears on the screen, all over the floor of the room he is in appear to be small balls of fur, so many balls of fur litter the floor.]

I think I lost Gilbert. Can anyone help me?

[Oz didn't look like his usual cheery self...he seemed more concerned about finding his pet Tribble within this pile of Tribble's that had appeared all of a sudden.]

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[The feed turns on to show just black, nothing can be seen but instead a voice can be heard in the background.]

Gil! Don't eat the blackberry! It's not food.

[The black starts to move as Oz's face can been seen holding what appears to be a black ball of fur in his hands as he looks angry at it.]

You don't eat the blackberry, you eat the food I put in the bowl.

[He picks up the blackberry as he puts the Tribble down by a bowl that had a variety of fruits and vegetables within it. Once he put the creature down he looked to see that the blackberry had been recording the whole thing.He smiled while looking at the blackberry.]

I'm sorry, Gil thought the blackberry was food.

[With that he switches off the blackberry.]

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[When Oz had woken up this morning he didn't think that he wouldn't be in his own body, so when it came to looking around at what he knew wasn't his usual room, he had the chance to see what body he had been placed in. The blackberry had been knocked over showing him get out of bed as he soon turned his head, face clearly worried. If this wasn't his body then who the hell was in his own?

Oz didn't look all that keen on finding a crazy man running around with a weapon in his body since that would be a very bad thing to see, so instead he went to whoever this guy was closet and got changed before going to pick up the blackberry and finally noticing it was on.]

Ah, this thing was on. Has anyone seen a young blond boy? I would like to know thank you.

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[The blackberry had switched on to show a tiny Oz curled up in a chair, arms wrapped around a small black rabbit plushie as he sat there as quiet as anything. His had found his friend's name had vanished from his door and he knew that meant that he was gone. He had lost the only close friend he had here.

The people he had left behind back where he was from were in danger... Alice was in danger and needed him to help and here he was...in the authors story still some months later, no closer to seeing any of them again. A ball of black fuzz sat on the desk next to him, purring away like nobody's business as Oz peeks up ever so slightly, looking at the Tribble for a moment before looking at the black rabbit plushie. He held the plushie closer to himself as he once again burried his head in his legs.]

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[Seven year old Oz is wondering round the place, annoyed at the fact he can't reach most counters or if anything without the use of a stepping stool, especially since he had books on high shelves he wanted to read. It was pretty irrtating, but not something he would have a hissy fit over. Although this just brought back memories of when he had been deaged before at this place, except he was much younger that time around.

This time he was in the library and was climbing up the step ladder in order to get a book he wanted down, but instead of actually getting it, he fell down, books flying off the shelves. Oz is now burried underneath a raher large pile of books.]

[OOC: Will be replying with a different journal and that one will be

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[Oz is sitting in his room, only waking up today. He looks at the blackberry for a moment, nibble on what appears to be a cookie. Nothing appears to be different about him since his hair and eyes were a natural colour for normal people. Oz paused for a moment, cookie hanging from his mouth, before switching to blackberry to send private messages.]

[Private to Ritsuka.]

Ritsuka, you okay?

[/Private]

[Once the private post was done he switches back and everyone should see Oz again.]

Last week made me realise something, so I need to ask. Is anyone here that can teach me some sword skills?

I know some basics to sword fighting, but I want to improve and be better. Last week made me realise I'm not as good as I hoped.

[Oz takes another bite of the cookie, sitting there. He wondered what this week would be like, before switching the feed off.]

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[If you were to enter the parlor at anytime during the day you'd first see a tiny trail of blood. Fresh blood. The smell lingering in the room with it. The trail of fresh blood leads up to a body sitting in a chair, blood oozing from his forehead and knees. Eyes were closed and arms were dangling down at the sides of the chair, body limp and still.

There are no other signs on the body of any other foul play. No bruises on anywhere on the body, no marks. Nothing.]

[OOC: Yeah changed my mind and choose Oz in the end after thinking about it logiclly.]

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