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o17 [Fourth Wall Event] [Voice / Action]
[Okita's been in bed for awhile, but he's feeling better now. He's also got his head stuck out the window of his room, looking down at all the new people milling about. He reaches over and opens his journal, surprised to hear so many voices coming out of it, but decides to add his own anyway.]
It sounds like there's some sort of party going on down there with all these new people about. Are they New Feathers? Or something else?
Well, if you are New Feathers and can hear me, feel free to come by the Welcome Center in town. Martel-san? Sasarai-san? I'll be down shortly to help you with this influx.
[And he'll be walking from Community Building 4 toward the Welcome Center if anyone wants to bug him.]
It sounds like there's some sort of party going on down there with all these new people about. Are they New Feathers? Or something else?
Well, if you are New Feathers and can hear me, feel free to come by the Welcome Center in town. Martel-san? Sasarai-san? I'll be down shortly to help you with this influx.
[And he'll be walking from Community Building 4 toward the Welcome Center if anyone wants to bug him.]
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[What is this thing? Souji scoots a little to the side and stares at it, trying to walk around it.
...oh god, it's not going away.]
...What...are you?
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I'm afraid to wash my hair
'Cause I might open my eyes
And find someone standing there
People say I'm crazy
Just a little touched
But maybe showers remind me
Of Psycho too much
That's why ~♪]
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...Are you singing?
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I don't know anymore
Are the neighbors watching me
(Who's watching)
Well, is the mailman watching me
(Tell me, who's watching)
And I don't feel safe anymore
Oh, what a mess
I wonder who's watching me now
(Who)
The IRS~♪]
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[He's edging away now to find a stick. He finds said stick and comes back and slowly starts pushing the creepy eyeball paper stack away into a snow bank.]
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♪~ I'm just an average man
With an average life
I work from nine to five
Hey, hell, I pay the price
All I want is to be left alone
In my average home
But why do I always feel
Like I'm in the twilight zone ~♪]
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♪~ When I come home at night
I bolt the door real tight
People call me on the phone
I'm trying to avoid
But can the people on TV see me
Or am I just paranoid ~♪]
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[CREEPY. OH GOD. He's using the stick to flip it into the snow again and trying to run away.]
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♪~ (I always feel like)
(Somebody's watching me)
And I have no privacy
Whooooa, oh-oh
(I always feel like)
(Somebody's watching me)
Who's playin' tricks on me
(Who's watching me)
(I always feel like)
(Somebody's watching me)
Oooooooh
Whooooa-oh-oh ~♪]
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...
He stops and stares at the little bundle of paper with eyes and then kneels down, poking it with the stick.]
You're a funny sort of toy.