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[Yes, the Once-ler had that dream too. No, he's not talking about it. It was just a dream, just a stupid, dumb, terrifying dream with a monster and the moon going out like a broken lightbulb and obviously none of it was real. Or at least, he doesn't want any of it to be real.

So, he's stress-knitting.

He's taken up one of the tea rooms for the day so that he has a little more space to work (plus it gets him out of his room, and that's probably a good thing). He's already got a colorful pile of completed things tossed on one of the chairs - scarfs, mittens, absolutely no thneeds. The Once-ler himself is sitting on the floor in front of one of the armchairs with his knees up, using the chair as a backrest as he knits. His piglet Boris is keeping him company, and he can be seen running around in a dark green pig-sized sweater.]

So, uh. Since I'm knitting anyway and winter's coming up...does anyone want anything?

[And wow, he sure is knitting. Even while he talks, even while wearing his trademark green gloves, his needles move incredibly fast. He shrugs though, like offering to make people stuff for free isn't an enormous step forward for him.]

I mean, it's just something to do, and it's not like I have anything else to do with them.

[That's all he really wanted to say, because he's definitely not acknowledging that Jabberwocky dream. He leans forward a bit and uses the end of one of his knitting needles to jab at his network device until it shuts off. If anyone would rather meet up with him in person, he's in one of the tea rooms on the tenth floor with a small mountain of yarn.]

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I'm not sure it was quite like that, [ Not least of all because he's lacking a personal encounter with the current that. ] but at the very least I've heard of something similar before. I don't remember the stories too well, it actually happened just before I got here, but people brought it up.

[ Just before he got here, that's a few ages ago, huh? He did have considerably different things on his mind then, he didn't think Wonderland's monsters compared to his own, but... well, this is going to be bad news, isn't it? ]

Are you sure you want the story? It's probably not good news.

And we could talk about my questionable taste in mustard yellow ear muffs instead.

[ Look, he's got a corresponding sweater, all right? It just makes sense. ]

[Now, the Once-ler has been trying a lot harder not to fall back into denial all the time and to try and actually pay attention to what's going on around him, so he should say that he wants to know.

But...they already do kind of know, don't they? He'd bet every penny he ever earned that the monster was the Jabberwocky, and that they all dreamed about it because it's totally coming to eat every single one of them. He doesn't really need confirmation of that, right? It's more like...outright ignoring the inevitable to talk about something less serious, and since he's been handed an invitation to do so, well...]

I think "probably not good news" is enough of a story for me, thanks.

But mustard yellow? Really? Yeah, he's definitely questioning your questionable taste. You could at least go for more of a daffodil-y yellow, but I guess it's on you if you really want mustard ears.

[He's kidding. He's already getting out the yarn for it.]

Edited 2015-03-20 17:51 (UTC)

[ Fair enough, Philip has fairly similar reasons for not digging into the gruesome details of the network's collective dream. Inevitability more than fear, admittedly, but who is keeping track these days?

He attaches a picture of something draped over his couch instead. ]

Pulled this from the wardrobe earlier this week. I'm sorry, but I'm committed to making it a matching set.

[On his end, the Once-ler is making such a face, but at least Philip can't actually see it.]

You know you could just get a better sweater, right? You don't have to do this to yourself.

[It would cost him literally nothing to toss it back in the closet and get something better and would probably improve his quality of life over all.]

I guess I can help you out though, if you're really going to go through with it.

All right, but what about our weekly lesson to deal with anything Wonderland throws at us? Might be mustard is all we can get from the closets next event, and then you'll be sorry you got complacent.

[ Well. Next event after the one where a giant dragon monster devours them all, but. Potatoes, potatos. ]

I've got a pile of yarn next to me that says it's pretty sure I'll never have to wear mustard-colored anything. Everyone else can be stuck with mustard-colored horror shows and I'll be comfy in one of my own sweaters, thanks.

[Not that he varies up his wardrobe much anyway, but he's so prepared for mustard clothes: the event, should it ever happen.]

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