So, um. You guys notice how Oz has been acting kind of weird lately?
Okay, okay. Weirder than usual. You know, with the staring and sleeping all day, staying up all night thing?
I kind of followed him. I figured there was probably something going on, and since he's, um, not always the most forthcoming person ever... It seemed like a good idea at the time.
[She's not sure what she was expecting to find out he was hiding, she just figured he wouldn't ask for help, but he might still need it. Boy, was she wrong.]
He's hanging around Cellar Door.
[She pauses. This doesn't feel like enough of an explanation as to what Ozpin has been up to. How to put this delicately? At least for Oscar's sake.]
Making googly eyes at the Night Walkers.
I mean, I know he's lonely and misses Ford, but we gotta do something. This is kind of beyond the normal "I miss my boyfriend" kind of thing.
So.. not to take the topic away from our recent.. old man concerns.
[ She is not going to say the s-word. Not even taxes! ]
But someone from my world arrived in this place. Her name is Shannon, and she.. uh. [ That's not even a socially awkward 'uh', those don't exist this month! It's just a 'how can I put this in the least awkward way, oh god, there is no non-awkward way to explain how I know her' kind of 'uh.' ] She worked for my family back home. I was hoping she could stay with us, considering this place isn't always the safest.
Also, just because she worked for my family and is super sweet and helpful doesn't mean anyone here can exploit that, alright? She's a free person here! I'm watching you.
[Normally, she would say this should be a full on face to face house meeting, but Willow is stressed and upset, and throwing herself headlong into researching vampirism in Trench, and she'd rather not see anyone just now.]
I found out what Ozpin's been keeping from us all. He's been drinking blood. He's a vampire. That's why he's been acting so weird. It's a thing that happens a lot in my world too.
I'm trying to find a solution, but we should all be extra careful. He can't get back in the house for now, so everyone should be safe. Just, if you see him hanging around, don't invite him back in right now. Not until we figure this out.
As some of you may be aware, Willow and I are having something of a disagreement. I can assure you the situation is not so dramatic as it may initially sound. I am simply suffering odd effects of my new apparent blood type, which I suspect have been aggravated by the whims of the season.
[ He ripped a man's throat out with his teeth. ]
I do sincerely apologize to anyone made uncomfortable by the issue [ read: the way he has looked at Ange and Sayo ] and I will certainly be investigating a longer-term solution, in the name of caution.
Do feel free to contact me here while I am away. [ Not that he's salty or anything. ]
[There is a link to a certain post on the network just in case some of her housemates haven't seen it.]
So, uh. There's a problem... He, uh. He knows me and Glitch both live here. And he's been in the house before without us knowing until long after he was gone.
The following message was drafted at 06:48 AM 2/14, and queued to post at 00:00 AM 2/15.
Hello, everyone! Apologies for the nature of this message, but there is some important housekeeping to take care of.
First of all, I am dead! If I wasn't, I would've discarded this draft. Once more, I apologize for the inconvenience, but it is what it is. Please do not panic! This is not the work of Maul-san. I simply realized while I was in the middle of mincing my left leg that I had likely crossed the point of no return for Mother Mercy's curse, and should likely make preparations for my inevitable complete dismemberment and reduction to chunky red paste.
As of the time of this writing, I am hacking through my right leg with a saw, so I cannot make any of the proper preparations myself. Therefore, I would greatly appreciate it if someone could prepare an appropriate receptacle of water within my room, and someone insensitive to gore and violent death to take what there is of my remains and deposit it inside before locking the door from the outside. I have left the key a few feet away from what will soon be my dead body, so it should be outside the radius of any blood or organ splatter and easy to find.
For the third time, I apologize for asking this favor of you, but I will require some time to myself after I resurrect. A lady needs her privacy, after all! And don't worry, I believe the curse will have run its course once this is over and through with, so this isn't simply a pretext to start the work again uninterrupted once I get the chance.
Thank you for your cooperation! -Shannon
P.S. I'd appreciate it if all of you could keep mum about this to Ruby-san and Ange-san for some time so they can properly enjoy their anniversary. Congratulations to the two of them, by the way!
[Shannon is beaming at the camera as the video turns on. The ambient lights from the carnival around her even make it look like there are sparkles in her eyes.]
I have some very important news for all of you. Starting today...
[She wheels her omni around, bringing another young lady into frame—Jessica.] We'll be hosting another guest at Clockhouse. This is Jessica Ushiromiya, Ange-san's cousin and my dear friend.
"Hey! You can call me Jessie if you want! Thanks for letting me crash here!"
I'm aware that we're running out of space, but I'm fine sharing my room with her, so please don't worry about that.
Now, I trust there are no objections?
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Good! Don't worry, I will help her get situated. I'll see all of you soon!
[The video opens on a stranger packing up boxes in Jessica and Shannon's room. It may take the viewer a few moments to recognize her; after all, without her pads, makeup, or frumpy dress sense, "Shannon" is nearly unrecognizable.
(While Oscar may be able to recognize her faster than most others, Sayo's body language and expression are still vastly different from Yoshiya's while still being a whole world apart from "Shannon's.")]
Is it on? [Sayo calls over her shoulder. A giant golden butterfly Omen--this is when many in Clockhouse will realize that they've never seen Shannon's familiar--flits out from behind the camera and joins her. She sighs, running a hand through her shaggy hair.] Thank you, Baphomet.
Ahem. [Sayo clears her throat as she begins carefully packing her rapidly expanding collection of books into a box.] I'm moving out.
After all, I doubt Ange wants to stay in a house with the person who instigated her family's murder.
Some housekeeping. [She chuckles darkly at that.] Anything I leave behind, intentionally or not, can be assumed to belong to Jessica from henceforth, whenever she returns. No need to chase me down.
The main reason why I'm bothering to post this rather than vanishing like a witch in the night is that Lawrence-sensei is helping me move out, so I expect all of you to play nice. Hate me all you want, but I'd rather not deal with anybody glaring daggers at him and starting a fight while I'm trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.
Thank you for your time.
[The video doesn't shut off despite Sayo being quiet for almost thirty seconds as she continues packing. Finally, she sighs, shoulders slumping.]
And for what it's worth... I'm sorry. All of you, but Ozpin especially.
Goodbye. < Have a nice life. >
[Baphomet hovers over to where the Omni is placed and shuts it off.]
I know Ozpin SAYS he's got the vampire situation under control, but I don't really think so...
He probably knows what he's doing, but with Ford? SERIOUSLY? I mean, we all know that Ford's a Monsterfucker, but that's NOT an excuse for making things confusing with your Ex!
I thought he'd have learned something after everything with Salem... It's worrying.
Hey, I just wanted to let you guys all know Ozpin's back. He's with me for now.
[Her attention turns to the presence in the back of her head. She doesn't like keeping secrets like this, she's not particularly good at keeping secrets like this either, but she does want to respect Ozpin's right to privacy.]
Are you sure that's all we should be saying about this? I mean, they're probably going to figure it out anyway, aren't they?
[There had been a lot going on, and Oscar had not taken the time to skim through the backlog in their group chat until his own sensory issues thanks to that month's blood effects had grounded him to Break's Haunted Mansion for the afternoon. Upon reading through the usual jokes and status updates, he found one in particular that surprised him.
Unpleasantly so.
In a voice that sounded as resigned and irritable as the multitude of crabs that crowded the beaches, Oscar entered the chat.]
Guys.
I know Ozpin died at some point, but why did no one tell me he was with Willow when they were staying with Ford?
Ruby. I hope you didn't do anything to make it embarrassing.
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It seems the property at Princess Drive is now located in Gaze, the district of academics. You shall find it very near to the clocktower.
[ You can almost hear how pleased he sounds. ]
There may be a degree of renovation needed before the home is restored to its prior state... but all are welcome.
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Guys, guys, guys.
What does it mean when an adult says they having a sleepover with another adult that you know?
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Okay, okay. Weirder than usual. You know, with the staring and sleeping all day, staying up all night thing?
I kind of followed him. I figured there was probably something going on, and since he's, um, not always the most forthcoming person ever... It seemed like a good idea at the time.
[She's not sure what she was expecting to find out he was hiding, she just figured he wouldn't ask for help, but he might still need it. Boy, was she wrong.]
He's hanging around Cellar Door.
[She pauses. This doesn't feel like enough of an explanation as to what Ozpin has been up to. How to put this delicately? At least for Oscar's sake.]
Making googly eyes at the Night Walkers.
I mean, I know he's lonely and misses Ford, but we gotta do something. This is kind of beyond the normal "I miss my boyfriend" kind of thing.
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Also, just because she worked for my family and is super sweet and helpful doesn't mean anyone here can exploit that, alright? She's a free person here! I'm watching you.
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Someone please tell me that the weird long creepy staring is something Ozpin does to everyone in the house right now?
UPDATE: HE IS DOING IT AGAIN RIGHT NOW. HE IS NOT LOOKING AWAY??
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I found out what Ozpin's been keeping from us all. He's been drinking blood. He's a vampire. That's why he's been acting so weird. It's a thing that happens a lot in my world too.
I'm trying to find a solution, but we should all be extra careful. He can't get back in the house for now, so everyone should be safe. Just, if you see him hanging around, don't invite him back in right now. Not until we figure this out.
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text, shortly after willow's. un: beacon
[ He ripped a man's throat out with his teeth. ]
I do sincerely apologize to anyone made uncomfortable by the issue [ read: the way he has looked at Ange and Sayo ] and I will certainly be investigating a longer-term solution, in the name of caution.
Do feel free to contact me here while I am away. [ Not that he's salty or anything. ]
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(Dated to Feb 10) Video; UN: Willow
So, uh. There's a problem... He, uh. He knows me and Glitch both live here. And he's been in the house before without us knowing until long after he was gone.
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text, exactly midnight on 2/15, cw: suicide, self-mutilation, implied gore, locked to ruby and ange
Hello, everyone! Apologies for the nature of this message, but there is some important housekeeping to take care of.
First of all, I am dead! If I wasn't, I would've discarded this draft. Once more, I apologize for the inconvenience, but it is what it is. Please do not panic! This is not the work of Maul-san. I simply realized while I was in the middle of mincing my left leg that I had likely crossed the point of no return for Mother Mercy's curse, and should likely make preparations for my inevitable complete dismemberment and reduction to chunky red paste.
As of the time of this writing, I am hacking through my right leg with a saw, so I cannot make any of the proper preparations myself. Therefore, I would greatly appreciate it if someone could prepare an appropriate receptacle of water within my room, and someone insensitive to gore and violent death to take what there is of my remains and deposit it inside before locking the door from the outside. I have left the key a few feet away from what will soon be my dead body, so it should be outside the radius of any blood or organ splatter and easy to find.
For the third time, I apologize for asking this favor of you, but I will require some time to myself after I resurrect. A lady needs her privacy, after all! And don't worry, I believe the curse will have run its course once this is over and through with, so this isn't simply a pretext to start the work again uninterrupted once I get the chance.
Thank you for your cooperation!
-Shannon
P.S.
I'd appreciate it if all of you could keep mum about this to Ruby-san and Ange-san for some time so they can properly enjoy their anniversary. Congratulations to the two of them, by the way!
closed to ozpin. let's pretend this wasn't a whole month late.
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[Shannon is beaming at the camera as the video turns on. The ambient lights from the carnival around her even make it look like there are sparkles in her eyes.]
I have some very important news for all of you. Starting today...
[She wheels her omni around, bringing another young lady into frame—Jessica.] We'll be hosting another guest at Clockhouse. This is Jessica Ushiromiya, Ange-san's cousin and my dear friend.
"Hey! You can call me Jessie if you want! Thanks for letting me crash here!"
I'm aware that we're running out of space, but I'm fine sharing my room with her, so please don't worry about that.
Now, I trust there are no objections?
[A two-second pause.]
Good! Don't worry, I will help her get situated. I'll see all of you soon!
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(While Oscar may be able to recognize her faster than most others, Sayo's body language and expression are still vastly different from Yoshiya's while still being a whole world apart from "Shannon's.")]
Is it on? [Sayo calls over her shoulder. A giant golden butterfly Omen--this is when many in Clockhouse will realize that they've never seen Shannon's familiar--flits out from behind the camera and joins her. She sighs, running a hand through her shaggy hair.] Thank you, Baphomet.
Ahem. [Sayo clears her throat as she begins carefully packing her rapidly expanding collection of books into a box.] I'm moving out.
After all, I doubt Ange wants to stay in a house with the person who instigated her family's murder.
Some housekeeping. [She chuckles darkly at that.] Anything I leave behind, intentionally or not, can be assumed to belong to Jessica from henceforth, whenever she returns. No need to chase me down.
The main reason why I'm bothering to post this rather than vanishing like a witch in the night is that Lawrence-sensei is helping me move out, so I expect all of you to play nice. Hate me all you want, but I'd rather not deal with anybody glaring daggers at him and starting a fight while I'm trying to get out of here as quickly as possible.
Thank you for your time.
[The video doesn't shut off despite Sayo being quiet for almost thirty seconds as she continues packing. Finally, she sighs, shoulders slumping.]
And for what it's worth... I'm sorry. All of you, but Ozpin especially.
Goodbye. < Have a nice life. >
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He probably knows what he's doing, but with Ford? SERIOUSLY? I mean, we all know that Ford's a Monsterfucker, but that's NOT an excuse for making things confusing with your Ex!
I thought he'd have learned something after everything with Salem... It's worrying.
I hope I don't get that bad.
... Guess I should warn Dipper.
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[Her attention turns to the presence in the back of her head. She doesn't like keeping secrets like this, she's not particularly good at keeping secrets like this either, but she does want to respect Ozpin's right to privacy.]
Are you sure that's all we should be saying about this? I mean, they're probably going to figure it out anyway, aren't they?
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It's still happening. Ozpin won't be back today, he's still here. He stayed in my body when I was wolfwalking last night.
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Voice | un: diggs | late september
Unpleasantly so.
In a voice that sounded as resigned and irritable as the multitude of crabs that crowded the beaches, Oscar entered the chat.]
Guys.
I know Ozpin died at some point, but why did no one tell me he was with Willow when they were staying with Ford?
Ruby. I hope you didn't do anything to make it embarrassing.