And the wind smells slow and sour when it blows

[whichwayyoulean]

Who: The Once-ler and YOU!
What: Nightmares
When: Friday
Where: HIS MIND
Rating: Uh PG/PG13.


[You'd be forgiven for thinking you've entered a pleasant dream, rather than a horrific nightmare here. You've arrived in Truffula Valley, a peaceful, wonderful place that almost puts Paradisa's created beauty to shame. Forest creatures are scurrying about, singing and playing and generally going about their business.

The sky is bright blue, the sun is shining and the waters of the nearby river and pond are crystal clear. And most importantly there are miles upon miles upon miles of Truffula trees. For anyone the Once-ler described these trees to, he wasn't kidding. The touch of their tufts really is softer than silk and that comforting, wonderful smell? Fresh butterfly milk baby.

Nothing good lasts forever, and there's a general unease about the place. A disjointed sort of feel, like someone's putting on a play and you've already been told everyone dies at the end]

[[ooc: Sections: Pretty Valley | Dying Valley | Dead Valley ]]

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[mom_to_us_all]

[She's definitely not going to move, but at least the contraption stopped and that's good enough for her right now. In fact, she sits down, trying to get her point across.

Maybe she can get rid of the machine; with a swift movement of her tail, she uses her Power Slash technique on it. It should have at least scratched the surface! But nothing happens.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[He has no idea what is happening, but he can take a wild guess. He looks distinctly unimpressed]

So, Moustache finally brought in some backup. Are you a magic fraud too, wolf?

[mom_to_us_all]

[She doesn't like being called a fraud! Glaring and growling she replies to that, sending a splotch of ink to his face. That wouldn't miss!]

[whichwayyoulean]

[Ew, that hit it's mark. He scowls, pulling a handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe his face]

Hey! Watch the face. Look. I'll tell you the same thing I told him. I'm doing nothing illegal and I'm not going to stop. I have every right to do this.

[mom_to_us_all]

[She merely tilts her head. Really? Well, you know what? She'll lie down now, because it's not illegal to do so in the middle of a nearly dead field, and she has every right to rest her legs whenever and wherever she wants. In fact, she yawns, loud and long.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler stares at her for a moment, before heading back to the axe-hacker, starting it up. Ammy, he chased his best friend down with one of these things, he isn't going to stop for a wolf]

Fine. Have it your way.

[And it begins to move forward, axe blades swinging as it does so]

[mom_to_us_all]

[She should run, but she doesn't move. She hadn't faced the darkness itself and eight headed serpents to be scared of a machine. If anything she sits up, waiting for reason to strike Once-ler before it's too late.

And reason is surely taking its time...

Nope, it surely got lost somewhere in the way. While Amaterasu could wait another hundred of years to reborn, she doesn't want to wait that long! At the very last second she brings out her trusty sword, parring as many hits as she can from reaching her and the trees. She's not sure if she'll be able to hold on for long, but she cannot just stand there and do nothing!]

[whichwayyoulean]

[A wolf with a sword, that's new. There's a grinding sound as one of the axes of the hacker succumbs to the blows and flies off in a random direction, burying itself in the ground with a slick thud.

The Once-ler rolls his eyes, adding a little throttle to the machine as it moves faster]

Will you just give it up? Seesh.

[mom_to_us_all]

[She can only take so much for so long. No matter what she does, she doesn't seem to be making any damage. It is as if this destruction was predestined to happen, yet it doesn't mean she won't be letting it happen so easily.

The faster the machine goes, the less hits she can parry. They are bound to hit her at some point, and they do. One of the axes sends her flying away at last. The wolf bounces on the ground a couple of times, before staying still.

The Once-ler's machine can go on and do the job it was made to do now, happy?.]

[whichwayyoulean]

[He glances behind him at the wolf, a soft frown forming on his face, just for a moment. He never planned to hurt anything, not directly, anyway. He expected the stupid thing to run like everything else.

He very almost gets out but...no. His mother was right. He's running a business now, and he can't shed tears over every single little creature that gets hurt by progress. It'll be worth it in the end. He knows it.

And so he continues ahead, tearing down the trees until not a single one remains standing]