[OOC - DISCLAIMER/EXPLANATION: !!RWBY Volume 4-7 Spoilers ahead!! Oscar is unique in that he's not just one person; he also lives with the spirit of a man named Ozma/Ozpin inhabiting his body. They're inseperable and share a consciousness, though at present in canon Ozpin has retreated from the forefront of Oscar's mind and has left him largely alone. He only presents himself in times of crisis when Oscar is in danger and cannot protect or save himself. In these moments, Ozpin can assume control of Oscar's body and speak as if he were himself again (just with Oscar's voice, it's got an ethereal sound to it like Ozpin's old voice is overlayed atop Oscar's). Ozpin won't be present for threads unless specified within the prompt. If you'd like to plot anything specific, DM me!]
1) Exploration
[It was hard enough to find himself trapped with someone else due to the spirit occupying his mind and body on a permanent basis, but now that Ozpin is absent more likely than not most of the time...Oscar finds himself missing the company. Mainly in a place like this, where signs of life are scarce and inhabitable areas are even scarcer. The tent, though, seems stable and fine enough...and it's better to investigate than to just sit around waiting for something terrible to happen.]
Okay, Oscar. It's fine. Just...a spooky, abandoned tent. Honestly no worse than the rest of the mall, really...
[He regrets entering about as soon as he gets to the tunnel though, it's far too hot for the clothing he usually wears. By the time he gets inside proper, he has to unfasten the belt across his abdomen so he can slip his coat off for the time being. After that, he'll start to investigate.]
2) Popcorn
[Normally Oscar wouldn't just eat random shit he's found unlike some people, but he hasn't eaten anything at all in some time. The popcorn bags seem more well preserved and not gross than a lot of the food the mall has to offer, and how could unpopped kernels go bad, really? Once he discovers the machine for popping it works, he'll choose one of the bags to try.
Unfortunately, it's the caramel flavor. Of all the days to be craving something sweet...
He's at least sitting somewhere eating when the effect kicks in, and it's startling enough to cause him to drop the bag, scattering its contents. He lifts his hands reflexively, waving them in front of his face while he can still make out vague shapes and shadows before everything finally just...blips into blackness. Nothing.]
Wh- Ozpin? Hey-!
[Usually, he can still see when Ozpin takes over, but what if he's figured out some way to assume more full control over his senses? He can't claim to understand how it works fully, just that whatever is happening he'd appreciate an explanation right now...yet of course, the man says nothing. He's still alone.]
3) Costumes
[He's not going to be putting on any costumes, thanks...but you know what they say about curiosity and cats. It's enough to cause him to wander over to a box of supplies among the wardrobe proper, what looks to be a bunch of equipment for a clown act. He ends up picking up one of the juggling pins to heft in one hand, smiling a little at it.]
You know, I bet these could be used as a weapon in a pinch.
[He muses to himself, tossing it up into the air only to catch it as it comes back down. Then he'll grab a second, third, and toss those up in the air too, throwing each in sequence so he can catch them as they come back down. It's...weirdly fluid and flawless juggling he's doing until he snaps out of it and they all fall back down into his arms just in time for him to barely manage to catch them together.]
...okay, hooow did I do that.
4) Fire | Ozpin
[Oscar doesn't realize the tent is starting to fall apart until it's already too late. Whatever he was doing is quickly interrupted by the awful sound of the top of the tent beginning to tear as it catches fire above, searing rays of the deadly sun beaming in with enough force to start setting even more fires beyond that.
He makes a break for the exit, only to find that is starting to collapse as well. It doesn't help that he's starting to get cut off from any actual path by the sun and fires continuing to spread. He's been through worse before, he just has to keep looking to find an escape-
Only for something to ominously creak to his left, just in time for him to look to see a big wooden trapeze ladder (that's also on fire) break free of its bearings and start to collapse towards him.
In that moment, Oscar's grasp on himself is totally wrenched away as his consciousness flees to make room for someone else, the color of his eyes flickering briefly as he reaches for the cane at his side. He pulls it free and presses down on the handle's release, extending it just in time to swing hard to his left and block one of the falling chunks of wood to take him out. The rest he has to dodge wholesale, rolling as the ladder hits the ground in a spray of embers and toxic dust forced up into the air. It's rapidly getting harder to breathe, so there's no time to waste.
If you're nearby, Ozpin will reach for and grab your arm, helping you to your feet or using his cane to prop up something you're stuck under so you can get out.]
Oscar Pine | RWBY | Vol. 4-7 Spoilers inside, read ooc first!
1) Exploration
[It was hard enough to find himself trapped with someone else due to the spirit occupying his mind and body on a permanent basis, but now that Ozpin is absent more likely than not most of the time...Oscar finds himself missing the company. Mainly in a place like this, where signs of life are scarce and inhabitable areas are even scarcer. The tent, though, seems stable and fine enough...and it's better to investigate than to just sit around waiting for something terrible to happen.]
Okay, Oscar. It's fine. Just...a spooky, abandoned tent. Honestly no worse than the rest of the mall, really...
[He regrets entering about as soon as he gets to the tunnel though, it's far too hot for the clothing he usually wears. By the time he gets inside proper, he has to unfasten the belt across his abdomen so he can slip his coat off for the time being. After that, he'll start to investigate.]
2) Popcorn
[Normally Oscar wouldn't just eat random shit he's found unlike some people, but he hasn't eaten anything at all in some time. The popcorn bags seem more well preserved and not gross than a lot of the food the mall has to offer, and how could unpopped kernels go bad, really? Once he discovers the machine for popping it works, he'll choose one of the bags to try.
Unfortunately, it's the caramel flavor. Of all the days to be craving something sweet...
He's at least sitting somewhere eating when the effect kicks in, and it's startling enough to cause him to drop the bag, scattering its contents. He lifts his hands reflexively, waving them in front of his face while he can still make out vague shapes and shadows before everything finally just...blips into blackness. Nothing.]
Wh- Ozpin? Hey-!
[Usually, he can still see when Ozpin takes over, but what if he's figured out some way to assume more full control over his senses? He can't claim to understand how it works fully, just that whatever is happening he'd appreciate an explanation right now...yet of course, the man says nothing. He's still alone.]
3) Costumes
[He's not going to be putting on any costumes, thanks...but you know what they say about curiosity and cats. It's enough to cause him to wander over to a box of supplies among the wardrobe proper, what looks to be a bunch of equipment for a clown act. He ends up picking up one of the juggling pins to heft in one hand, smiling a little at it.]
You know, I bet these could be used as a weapon in a pinch.
[He muses to himself, tossing it up into the air only to catch it as it comes back down. Then he'll grab a second, third, and toss those up in the air too, throwing each in sequence so he can catch them as they come back down. It's...weirdly fluid and flawless juggling he's doing until he snaps out of it and they all fall back down into his arms just in time for him to barely manage to catch them together.]
...okay, hooow did I do that.
4) Fire | Ozpin
[Oscar doesn't realize the tent is starting to fall apart until it's already too late. Whatever he was doing is quickly interrupted by the awful sound of the top of the tent beginning to tear as it catches fire above, searing rays of the deadly sun beaming in with enough force to start setting even more fires beyond that.
He makes a break for the exit, only to find that is starting to collapse as well. It doesn't help that he's starting to get cut off from any actual path by the sun and fires continuing to spread. He's been through worse before, he just has to keep looking to find an escape-
Only for something to ominously creak to his left, just in time for him to look to see a big wooden trapeze ladder (that's also on fire) break free of its bearings and start to collapse towards him.
In that moment, Oscar's grasp on himself is totally wrenched away as his consciousness flees to make room for someone else, the color of his eyes flickering briefly as he reaches for the cane at his side. He pulls it free and presses down on the handle's release, extending it just in time to swing hard to his left and block one of the falling chunks of wood to take him out. The rest he has to dodge wholesale, rolling as the ladder hits the ground in a spray of embers and toxic dust forced up into the air. It's rapidly getting harder to breathe, so there's no time to waste.
If you're nearby, Ozpin will reach for and grab your arm, helping you to your feet or using his cane to prop up something you're stuck under so you can get out.]
There's no time, we have to hurry.