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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[circleoflife]

[Wow, okay... this is a nightmare indeed. His own homeland would be relatively safe-- there were so few trees to chop down, it surely wasn't even worth it-- but none the less, seeing such a blatant disregard for nature, tearing down trees and dislodging animals from their homes with abandon and without discrimination is easily enough to make Mufasa's blood boil.

So, yeah. The person you're getting sassy with right now, Once-ler? Is a lion. And he looks none too pleased.]

And what, exactly, is this progress you're speaking of?

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler doesn't seem that bothered by having a lion talk to him. After all, most of his life is dogged by an orange furry forest deity. This is nothing new. So, he rolls his eyes]

The progress of Thneed. Inc, duh. What else could I mean? You one of his buddies? Let me guess, you Speak for the Trees in the Jungle of Nool.

[circleoflife]

[I'll agree the mustache could be pretty terrifying, Once, but the Lorax didn't have claws, or sharp teeth, or easily a few hundred pounds on the man.]

Where I come from and who I am associated with is completely irrelevant. You are destroying these lands. For what purpose, I cannot imagine, but I do not doubt it to be malicious.

[whichwayyoulean]

[Whatever bro, you're still an animal. Shoo]


It's not malicious. Can you hear me having an evil cackle here? No. It's just business, nothing more. Can you get out of the way now? You're in the way of my aforementioned business.

[circleoflife]

Business?

[The word that comes out is a full-on growl. Even his tail lashes behind him.]

And what business have you ruining the lives of innocent creatures? Do you not see what you've done?

[whichwayyoulean]

[The Once-ler arches an eyebrow at that growl]

Behave, or I'll get animal control out here. And the valley animals are fine. I saved pockets of land for them. [Pockets which are quickly disappearing ]

[circleoflife]

And you think that is satisfactory? [He seems aghast.] Would you be content if it were your home that was torn asunder?

[whichwayyoulean]

My home is fine. [He waves towards the factory] And the animals still have a place to live, jeez. Don't get your furry panties in a bunch.

[circleoflife]

[Way to miss the point.] And pray tell-- what do you intend on doing when those patches, where the others live, is all that's left?

[whichwayyoulean]

Leave them there for the animals to live in, duh. What do you think I'm going to do with them? [Except he won't. He has demands to meet, a town to build, a business to run. And business is business, and business must grow]

[circleoflife]

[Unimpressed:] And I suppose you'll start to conjure new materials out of thin air?

[whichwayyoulean]

Don't be silly, there's not such thing as magic. [Whatever the Lorax says otherwise, he hasn't come to STOP the Once-ler. For all his warnings and threats, no forces of nature have come to claim him]

[circleoflife]

[Okay him being completely wrong about magic aside--]

The point stands. Your greed clearly knows no limits-- it is only a matter of time before those patches that you so mercifully gave to the animals here are gone as well.

[whichwayyoulean]

They won't be gone, will you listen? You're worse than the Lorax. It'll be fine. I've got it all under control.

[circleoflife]

[He's outright refusing to listen to reason; Mufasa can tell he's a lost cause. He narrows his eyes; the man's annoying, but Mufasa's not one to resort to violence unless necessary.

This man-- he has absolute power over this land, that was for sure. By himself, he couldn't hope to do anything, so there was only one option, and that was to find the animals a permanent home where they could rest in peace.

But that doesn't mean he won't leave without some biting words.]

You are a fool, and your greed will be your downfall.

[Even if you're still blabbing, Once, this lion king's done with you, and he's already off to look for the animals.]

[whichwayyoulean]

Yeah, yeah. Preach it to someone who cares, furball.

[BYE STUPID TALKING LION]