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Jul. 24th, 2014 03:07 pm
thneedifestdestiny: All Gone to Hell - The Lonesome Trio (It's a cold and rainy day)
[personal profile] thneedifestdestiny
Uh. ...Hey.

[The Once-ler is on the screen, awkward as ever. Though, he seems considerably better than he did the last time he spoke on the network. He's had more time to adjust to Wonderland, and to being around people again - to being around people that either don't know about the horrible things he did at home or have actually forgiven him, which is just...an unfathomable thought to the Once-ler.

But he's on the network now and he has a bunch of...colorful, furry, knit things in his arms. Bright red and pink and orange and yellow and purple. One of the sleeves is being tugged by a mischievous little pig off screen. The Once-ler seems pretty uncomfortable though, and it has nothing to do with what Boris is doing.
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So, um. I've been meaning to do this for like, ages, but I just...I dunno. I misplaced the words, I guess.

[He shrugs, and shifts so he can hold out one of the knit things so people can actually see what it looks like.]

This is a Thneed. [Normally this is followed by a long pitch or a song but noticeably there's nothing like that accompanying it.] I was...I sold them here a while back, but I'm done with that. I don't want them anymore. I was gonna just chuck them out, but...thought I'd ask around, see if anybody wanted one. Otherwise, they've gotta go.

[The truth is, he can't stand looking at them anymore. He's keeping one for a sadistic sort of sentimental value, but he needs to just get rid of the others before he drives himself crazy.]

They're actually kind of cool - they can do pretty much anything you want. [It's a weak pitch though. His heart's not in it the way it used to be.] So...if anyone wants one, I've got a whole bunch of them. No charge.

[He ends the feed with that note. He'll be up in his room for once (Tenth Floor, room 398) and any Thneeds that aren't claimed will be left around the mansion in random places where anyone can take them, like hanging from chandeliers or keeping suits of armor warm. Anywhere, as long as the surplus of them is out of his room.]
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Well, that was an interesting event, wasn't it?

[ He knew Wonderland was somehow capable of doing things that most people would consider impossible, but still, he was a bit impressed that whoever or whatever was pulling the strings here had not only managed to make him younger by human reckoning, but also to render him temporarily human.

Of course, now that he was thinking on it, it had happened before, if he was recalling things correctly, but this was different somehow. And, well, he wasn't certain what he thought of it. ]


I think I might've gotten a bit too caught up in things, so- Well...

[ His sentence trails off there, but it's meant to be an apology in case he actually ruffled people's feathers. He vaguely recalls the karaoke lounge, and perhaps being a bit too pushy when trying to get Natasha people to sing something, but also he remembers hanging out on the roof, among other things. ]

It was a bit fun, though, wasn't it?

[ Oh, he knows some people might not have had the time of their life during the course of the event, but there were some good parts to it that he'd prefer to focus on. ]

Though, now that it's over, I can't help but wonder what's coming next. Whatever it is, I hope that it's something good.

[ Really, he doesn't mind it when the events are lighthearted and just a bit frivolous. In fact, he prefers them that way. ]
nascensibility: it's not like we don't have flashlights (life's a very funny proposition)
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I've...been here for three years.

[It's been a while since Evelyn went back onto the network; just over three months since she found the body in the library, since a number of other victims surfaced here and there, peppering the populace with anxiety and distrust. A great deal has happened since then, not necessarily limited to recent events but involving other extenuating incidents.

She almost missed her own Wonderland anniversary, thanks to a reenactment of primary school over the week-end. And it has now been three years since she appeared in the Mansion foyer, dripping wet and shivering from an unsavoury and unwanted dip in the Nile. Over one year since she came back from her longest stretch away from this place.

Altogether, too long.
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I know it seems...somewhat inappropriate to celebrate being stuck here for ages, but someone who was here longer than I told me to make the most of our time here. If we could.

[As far as the video feed can offer, Evelyn is standing on the pier with the ocean at her back, a ridiculously wide hat on her head - those with pale skin understand - and an apropos outfit on.]

So...so it's a sunny day and there's a marvelous breeze, if anyone would like to join me on the beach for a picnic and a little sailing.

[In light of the recent mutilation, lightening up is the very best people can do - Evelyn has no intention of pretending that the pre-event murder never happened; this just happens to be step one on a long road to recovery...again. A small sloop sits just in the distance off the edge of the dock, water lapping at its sides. It cost a pretty penny of a memory, but now Evelyn can't even remember for which one she traded the boat.

She glances back at her nautical purchase with a smile that might double as a grimace, given the right circumstance.
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...I may have miscalculated in that I can't use it all by myself.

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