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tentatively checking out games for asshole mcthneedy.
Your first mistake is assuming just anywhere will do. That seed I've been keeping in storage? It's mine. Take it along as part of the inventory or what-all, plant it and grow my truffula trees wherever you toss me so I can continue to expand my empire. It's only a symbolic little thing so far, but you'll be putting the cogs into action and working with what we've got —
Ted? And just who is that? If you think I'm handing over the opportunity to take my business elsewhere, to a kid, you've got another thing coming — !
Don't like my terms? I don't care. You'll be working for me now, mundane.
Understand that.

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[Kids will be kids.]
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Aw, man, it's totally you, I can't believe this! Dude! [Shovels pancake into his mouth with a plastic cafeteria fork. He's gonna need a moment.] Mf grg mrfgr!
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What is that arm-thing, anyway? Some new craze all the kids are going through these days?
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Hahaha, no. Man. Why didn't I recognise you until now? This place is crazy! I didn't even bring marshmallows!
[Getting a little ahead of yourself there, buddy.]
There's - no, wait. You - hmrrgh. [How to phrase this...]
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[ WHOA, back on track when Once-ler pats the guy between the shoulders so he doesn't swallow his tongue and Ted's mumbling, it seems. ]
'I' — ?
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...Thanks.
Hey, uh... Mr. Once-ler? If I said something crazy, like... I dunno... I met a really really old you who lived in a really freaky house outside of town and told me all about him, I mean, you, would you believe me?
Hypothetically.
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[Rubs his neck sheepishly and avoids eye contact.]
...You were, I guess?