The Once-ler (
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Nineteen Truffula Trees
[The Once-ler would be lying if he hadn't thought about this before. He'd been considering it for a couple of months now, but with Ted's arrival, with a seed of his own (a seed that was GROWING, more importantly) he figured it was time.
It terrified him, of course. It was a big step, and a big risk. If he got this wrong, it could destroy his world's future for good. He'd put the final nail in the coffin he'd been making them with his own foolish actions for the past five years. He couldn't chance another foolish, arrogant risk.
But he was also excited, a small sliver of hope had treacherously sneaked into him. This could be something he could do. It was the promise for...something. Redemption, maybe? The chance to make up for what he'd done back home, here in this Paradisa. Something to finally give him some semblance of inner peace.
And so, he takes a deep, calming breath, before speaking into the journal. Unsure. Unsure of if this would work, unsure if this was ultimately the right thing to do and terrified he'd miss his chance if it WAS]
I have a question. Hypothetical question. Say you come here, to Paradisa, with a thing. Doesn't have to be a specific thing, this is just a hypothetical thing. And when you leave, you leave that hypothetical thing behind. Does that mean that hypothetical thing stays here forever, and this is the super important part does that mean that thing stops existing in your world?
I mean, some of you have left and come back with memories, right? Would anyone know the answer to this question?
...This purely hypothetical question.
Please?
It terrified him, of course. It was a big step, and a big risk. If he got this wrong, it could destroy his world's future for good. He'd put the final nail in the coffin he'd been making them with his own foolish actions for the past five years. He couldn't chance another foolish, arrogant risk.
But he was also excited, a small sliver of hope had treacherously sneaked into him. This could be something he could do. It was the promise for...something. Redemption, maybe? The chance to make up for what he'd done back home, here in this Paradisa. Something to finally give him some semblance of inner peace.
And so, he takes a deep, calming breath, before speaking into the journal. Unsure. Unsure of if this would work, unsure if this was ultimately the right thing to do and terrified he'd miss his chance if it WAS]
I have a question. Hypothetical question. Say you come here, to Paradisa, with a thing. Doesn't have to be a specific thing, this is just a hypothetical thing. And when you leave, you leave that hypothetical thing behind. Does that mean that hypothetical thing stays here forever, and this is the super important part does that mean that thing stops existing in your world?
I mean, some of you have left and come back with memories, right? Would anyone know the answer to this question?
...This purely hypothetical question.
Please?
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[He'll be opening the door to check this out for himself. Ted WHY]
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Woe is me.
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For the last time, I'm twenty six, I'm not a grandpa. [Still, he'll climb onto the back of Ted's little death machine, a little aware he's probably stuck with that nickname forever no matter what he says]
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[Oh too late, they're off, he gives a girlish shriek]
Ted there are stairs! TED THERE ARE STAIRS!!!!
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Don't say things like that, you'll jinx us. OhgodI'mgoingtodie
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...Oh hey I'm still alive.
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