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 makes her way forward anyway. ]
Once-ler?
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...Hi? Are you from Greenville? [Oh hey! His smile turns hopeful] Did you come about the Thneed?
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The Bar-ba-loot peeks out from behind the Once-ler, watching Uru carefully]
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...Did you just arrive or something?
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Her eyes wander, taking in the sight of the trees, the sky, the grass, the animals... did she just walk into some drug-induced fantasy? Or is this Once-ler's world? ]
Um... yeah!
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Well, if you want town, it's about a mile thataway. [He jerks a thumb southwards]
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They're... so pretty! Are they real?
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They really do look soft! Is this your home, Once-ler?
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[Still, he'll give a nod] It is right now anyway.
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Yeaaah sorry, I have no idea who you are at all.
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And I've never met you before, seriously.
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But we did meet! In the castle?
surprise 2/2
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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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i thought i tagged this whaaat
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