Jocelyn
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Post by Jocelyn on Mar 19, 2012 12:56:49 GMT -5
If you could wish for one thing in the world what would it be and why?
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Post by cerasri on Mar 20, 2012 13:15:23 GMT -5
Looking up from the book he was reading, Oscar arched a curious brow before he smiled, lips curling up at the edges. "What sort of question is that? Ah- but I disgress. Do think kindly of me though- I will answer this one." Fool's grin still playing across his lips, the Goldsbloom heir ran a hand through his hair as he leaned back in his chair, gazing at the cieling in thought, "Hmm...one thing? It's simple enough. I'd wish to just be a normal person- not the heir or whatnot. No responsibility- no worries about whether He will harm someone...it'd be a life without worries or cares. That...sounds pleasing enough, don't you think?"
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Post by Schwarzen*Adler on Mar 30, 2012 1:23:44 GMT -5
"Mister Oscar," the Englishman drawled, sarcasm dripping of his tone like a child's ice cream on a hot day " It is such an honour to be in your presence today. "
"I'll make this quick." the young Briton smirked, " as you don't care for me; I don't care for you; and we're all in complete and happy agreement on not giving a shite about one another. Good."
"Now, I suppose you're normally asked why you shag animals. Instead of that, I will ask you something else of more importance.
Is it true that you run across the fields, yelling about your love for shagging animals;. prancing along to music from 1959?
I really want to know [/size][/center] You know what I mean.
That famous one that all the blokes sing when they pass by anything green and flat to seem cultured and/or witty."The hills are alive
with the sound of music fucking." [/font] ------ (( It totally went like that in the original, didn't it?. . _ .))
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Post by pendrag0nknight on Apr 18, 2012 10:49:41 GMT -5
Hey there, Oscar. I've got a question for ya:
How low can you go? Can you go down low?
OOC: All the way to floor? ;p luls, I wanted to keep the song-theme
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Post by cerasri on May 10, 2012 0:34:49 GMT -5
Twitching from his spot on the divan, Oscar nearly spat out his mouthful of tea to stare at the brit with wide eyes before his gaze quickly became narrowed. “Excuse me…?” he spluttered, at a loss for words as his mind fought to catch up with him.
Had he…had he heard the man right?
Torn between affronted anger and wry amusement as he realized that indeed, he had heard that right, the young lord blinked before he paused. “…No. I can quite clearly say that I do not run across the fields. If you recall, we are surrounded by high walls that tower overhead. The likelihood of my getting outside to actually prance are very low, and even then there are very few green fields.” Finishing his statement with a cough as he tried to regain his composure, Oscar raised his teacup to his lips once more. “…as for the yelling my love…well…” he trailed off then shrugged, a foolish tilt to his lips. “I’m not going to lie about that.”
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“How low can I what?” Blinking in confusion, the young lord shook his head. “I’m quite afraid I don’t understand what exactly it is you are talking about. Elaborate.”
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Post by treyxkoren on Jun 23, 2012 18:48:11 GMT -5
Which Holiday do you like the most? (To the good Oscar) lol
Which Holiday do you like to celebrate the most? :3 (To the bad Oscar) lol |
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