The Once-ler (
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paradisalogs2012-10-05 04:34 pm
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And the wind smells slow and sour when it blows
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 ]]
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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She'll have to wait it out, huh? She sighs a bit. ]
I'm... sorry! It's been a long day.
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[Oh hey, Uru, that little Bar-ba-loot is wandering over to you now to sit at your feet, looking up at you curiously]
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S-So cute...!
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[The little guy will smile up at her, opening and closing his forepaw in something of a wave]
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i thought i tagged this whaaat
lawl
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They hum, if they feel like it. Sing too, sometimes. They're kinda like parrots.
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Fish can't sing! Can they?
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And sure they can, watch. Na-Na-Na-Na-Na-Na~
[In response to his singing, the fish look up, and being a crooning sound to compliment it] See?
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Am I dreaming?
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So this is Once-ler's home, isn't it? It has to be, just the way he's acting about it all. He's really different himself. Uru finds he seems... happy? And not in that sarcastic way he forces himself to be at times. ]
Um... what do you do here, Once-ler?
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As for the Once-ler, he really is happy. It's the last time his memory records him as being truly, honestly content. Before his invention takes off, before his family arrive to cast their shadow over his life again.]
Well, I'm an inventor. I'm trying to sell my Thneed in the town buuuuut, people really aren't that interested yet. I'll get though, it'll just take a little more marketing.
Maybe a new jingle or something.
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[Then...a sigh] I...yeaaah. I'm sure it'll get there eventually.
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If you work hard, you'll surely do well!
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I know I'll win 'em over soon. Any day now, in fact.
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Optimistic. ]
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Sure, I've never been better, why?
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