paradisalogs | 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 ]]

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[ It's John's turn to look at the Once-ler like he's spouting completely nonsense here. ]

Weewhat? Are those actually places?

...Did you seriously fail geography?

[ How rude! ]

I did fine in geography. Only I lived on Earth, which I'm pretty sure didn't have any towns with names like that.

[The Once-ler squints]

...What's an Earth?

[ John squints right back. Even if lots of people at Paradisa aren't from Earth, most of them have at least heard of it. ]

... Wait, are you serious?

No, I'm kidding. I know what it is, that's why I asked. [SO FLATLY]

That's so weird!

[ Just ignoring your sarcasm. He's got bigger things to deal with right now. ]

Okay, then where are we right now?

Says the guy who doesn't know where he is.

[Still, he'll wave his hand at the expanse of forest around them]

This is Truffula Valley.

[ John takes a moment to look around and-- Yep, sure doesn't seem horrible and bloody in any way. And there aren't any psycho aliens attacking them.

Huh... ]

It's really pretty...

[ He sounds weirdly skeptical of this fact. ]

Really? What's so weird about it?

[IT'S THE MOST BEAUTIFUL AND PEACEFUL PLACE EVER JOHN. Nothing horrible could ever happen here. NEVER]

[ Because EVERYWHERE ELSE IS TERRIBLE AND AWFUL and he was not expecting a place like this. ]

I guess nothing! Which is what's kind of weird.

[Not heereee, everything is beautiful and will stay that way. Foreveeerr.

...Or you know, for a few months]

You lost me.

[ Yeah, good job ruining EVERYTHING Once-ler. You big jerk. Not that John knows or would ever assume that. Still! Condemnation from this bracket narrative! Condemnation I say! ]

Okay, so if you haven't really been stuck in any of the other places it probably doesn't make a lot of sense, but I have been to like... I don't know a bunch of other worlds? Only they might just be inside people's heads? I'm not really sure the thing the flood kid said didn't actually make that much sense. The point is that most of the places I've been have been really awful, but this isn't. This is really nice! So that's kind of weird.

[ And then John made himself sound like a completely raving lunatic. ]

[He would be DEEPLY ASHAMED, if he had the power to realise what was being said in bracket narrative. So deeply ashamed]

Oh. That's nice.

[The Once-ler smiles and pokes a finger in John's direction, and in a patronising tone:]

You're a crazy person!

[ He should be. The most ashamed a man can possibly be at the chiding of bracket narratives.

And wow, John sure does look irritated by that comment. ]

I'm not crazy! It all really happened.

Riiiight. Sure it did.

[Have a patronising head pat to go with that patronising tone, John]

Kids have such vivid imaginations.

[ John's jerking away. Okay, this guy is kind of an asshole. He gets that he's not really being believable here, but it's not like he's a five year old telling stories to his dad's friends. And that probably only happened once anyway if it did at all. ... That's not even important right now! ]

I'm fifteen, asshole. And I'm not bullshitting you. Look, it sounds really unbelievable, but I am sure given enough time I could definitely prove it.

Fifteen is still a kid. [He'll fold his arms. Yep, utter asshole here] Great, I'd love to see you try.

[ Rolling his eyes. Okay, it has been well established this guy is a smug jerk. John is gonna rub it in when he proves that he's not making it up! Well, unless he ends up in another place where he's trying not to die. He probably won't have time to gloat then. ]

Okay, follow me.

...Wait, what? To where?

I am not sure yet, but somewhere probably not too far from here.

Yeaaaah no thanks. I'll stay put. I like it here.

You can't just accuse me of being crazy and then refuse to come with me when I am going to prove I'm not!

[ ... Yes he can, John. That's called having basic common sense and self preservation skills. ]

You could be taking me anywhere. Even to more crazy people. So no thanks, I'll stay here.

What other people are even here? Besides I obviously don't know this place and you do! I don't think you have to worry about me setting up traps in a place i don't know.

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