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The Once-ler;Nobody;J-6; armed with a thneed [A rp blog for The Once-ler from The Lorax (CGI version). affliated with citta but will rp with anyone. Please feel free to leave a message, thank you!]  buying thneeds

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A job...A job..

Grell sighed a job….a job…

He needed ideas quickly if he wanted to eat. Then he remembers acting as Butler! Grell the stumbly helpless clutz. He smiled. Ah..good t-

…..

That’s it! He could be a spy!

"….Do any of you need to hire a spy?"

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○The Once-ler pondered the question for a moment after the confused expression on his face faded. A spy..? Maybe he could hire this man to "spy" on the citizens of Hive City, collect some data about them and what items appealed to them the most. He was pretty sure there was another word for that. Either way, if the Once-ler wanted to ever become big, he'd need employees working for him.○

Uh, hey! I'll hire you!

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Thneed to make a sale!

[deliveryourheart]

  A tomato was thrown at an innocent being, a human who was just trying to make a living. The young boy couldn’t stand seeing such people be treated so harshly. The crowd of people held many other tomatoes which they have gotten from a nearby shop, to use to throw at the man to join in the mean fun and laugh some more. Lag could not stand this putrid act of disrespect and humiliation. 

"Stop!" The tomatos kept being thrown without hesitation but none of them hit the man. The reason for this was because the young boy jumped in front of the other and put his arms out as if to act as a human shield, to save the poor man from the unfairness of the cruel act that was going on. “Please, stop this," he said in a more kind and quite voice.

"He didn’t do anything to deserve this, so why do you throw stuff at him? To make him look funny for showing the world the things he created? He’s brave for showing everyone what he is proud of, but you just think of your own selfishness and think it would be fun to make a fool of him! Why would you people do things so terrible?!" He ended in an absolute voice filled with anger. It was disgusting to see humans act in such a rude manner and it upset the young child who thought everyone could be good. It sickened him to see so many humans have their hearts filled with evil. No matter how long it would take, or how many vegetables were thrown, the boy would stay in the same positions to protect the poor man.

"Mister, I’ll buy one of them, because I think your product is really neat." 

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Hey, hey watch it--!

○The throws were growing harsher and quicker. Dang, it took Greenville at least a week before they started selling tomatoes right by the plaza. He ducked some and tried to protect himself, but what the Once-ler wasn't expecting was a young boy to come to his rescue.

A stop rings through the air, but the crowd doesn't seem to care. The Once-ler notices the young boy in front of him, taking the hits.○

H-hey! What's your deal!? Leave the kid out of this!

○The Once-ler was annoyed at first, but now he was just mad. Why would these people hurt a poor kid, who hadn't done anything and probably just wanted to do what was right? The crowd eventually stopped, and before the Once-ler could even react, the young boy spoke to the crowd.

Everyone was amazed, and silent. The Once-ler wasn't sure how to react,  but he watched as the gloating crowd, now filled with shame, separated. He looked around, trying to take this all in, when the young boy asked him about the thneed.

The Once-ler kneels down to his eye level, offering a smile.○

Yeah, well, this one's on the house.

○The Once-ler states as he hands the young boy a red thneed. The Once-ler couldn't just give away thneeds...but this young boy was brave, and his bravery should be rewarded.○

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Thneed to make a sale!

[futurespelunker]

  [Getting to know the Districts around her would probably be the best course of action if Leo wanted to adjust to the situation properly, and with the train ride only being around a half hour to reach each one, she was sure she’d be home by the time the sun set. That left her with plenty of time to explore.

Eyes scanning around, she was mostly paying attention to the path in front of her, until a somewhat louder voice breaks through the daily chatter. Curiosity growing, Leo turned in the direction, and weaved through the crowds until her boots hit the stone of the plaza and the owner of the voice was unveiled.

How…curious. He was one of the tallest men she’d ever seen, and he had a guitar slung around his shoulders and an odd pink….scarf around his neck. And-

Was he singing.

Dear god he was.

Head tilting curiously at the words, it became evident the ‘thneed’ object he was singing about was the thing around his neck, but before she could process any further, a tomato flew and smacked the poor man right in the face. Everyone around Leo besides herself was laughing, and she frowned in disapproval before heading to the front, standing in front of the tall individual and pulling a handkerchief from her pocket.]

Entschuldigung, are you alright?

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○The Once-er rolls his eyes at the crowd's laughter. Yeah, let them eat it up. His family had laughed, greenville had laughed, the lorax had laughed...but the Once-ler knew his potential.  He also knew no one could take that away from him but himself. The crowd's laughter is replaced by slight shock, mirroring the Once-ler's as a young woman makes her way to the front to help the Once-ler.

This..never happened before. No one's ever really done anything like this for him, especially not a, well, a pretty girl.The Once-ler seems more flustered by her actions than the crowd's jeers. After letting momentary shock pass, he gives the lady a smile.○

Uh...Gazoontite.

○He nods to answer her question, before hesitantly taking the handkerchief and using it to wipe his face. This was...really weird. The Once-ler felt awkward to be receiving such kindness, and the awkwardness seemed to make the crowd begin to break away. After he's wiped the tomato off his face, he offers yet another smile to his savior.○

Hey, uh...thanks, for, well, doing..that.

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Thneed to make a sale!

[noflyingallowed-blog]

  The angel had seen all sorts of crises before. Bombs being dropped on platoons of soldiers, fire spewing from cracks in the earth, mile high gods causing havoc and destruction upon the mortals below, he’d seen it all. Through hard work and determination, however, he learned to conquer his fears as well as see through to the very end, not letting anything intimidate him no matter how terrifying the sight could be.

So why, then, was he having a hard time watching this.

A man putting on what could only be called a ‘show’ of himself, singing and dancing all sorts of tunes and phrases. It looked to be an advertisement for some sort of… wait, what is that? Is that a really weird scarf? No one would ever be caught wearing that around in public!

Apparently he was not alone in his thoughts. After a stray vegetable, er, fruit, found itself on the strange man’s face, the crowd went nuts. Insults thrown as well as more produce, snickering and leering, as well as the occasional shout telling him to go back to his own world, quite stinging considering that wasn’t an option on the table. Although humanity was what he and his lady vowed to protect, Pit had to admit, this was downright cruel. I know I have to do something, but I don’t have to like it…

He threw his arm into the air.

“Ahem!” 

"I would like to try out your, uh, thneed, sir!"

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○The Once-ler greeted the harsh remarks with a scoff and a roll of his eyes. He wiped the tomato on his face with his thneed, only to be met with another tomato. ○

Right..So are you all going to just laugh or...?

○Of course, no one hears his rhetorical question. They're all too busy laughing at him. The raven haired man would be lying if he said it didn't hurt a little. Still, Greenville was like this too, at first..there had to be a way to get to these people.

Ah, perhaps he already had! A young man steps out from the crowd, his statement overpowering the insults. Everyone seems to settle down, and the Once-ler shares their shock.○

..Huh? You do?

....I mean, of course you do!

○The other male eventually steps up to the Once-ler, and the crowd watches as the two males do business.○

Right! So, thneeds come in orange, pink, red, and yellow! I can try dying them but that'll cost more.

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{ You're in a strange place, strange girl. } + followers

[trapnested-deactivated20140516]

★ - Well, this certainly was a strange turn of events. She fainly recalled falling asleep after reading in her futon with little Rinon— and she woke up in an unfamiliar space. Er, at least, that’s what she thought she remembered…? This was all just one big blur to her, truth to be told. Holding some sort of belief is what keeps people sane, no? The redhead had awoken to a small apartment, re-arranged completely different from the Kirishima residence. Not that she hadn’t been used to small compartments before. When Ichika’s questions led her to get up from the bed, she had looked in her closet, her clothes were there, her shoes were there— things like that. It was all so unusual to her, being an alien who accidentally wound up on Earth and hardly knows human customs/rituals doesn’t help. Was this a normal thing? Or had Rinon used it’s teleportation to place them elsewhere?

The girl’s curiosity led her astray and outside, wandering aimlessly on the busy streets of Hive City. She spun around, truly mesmerized by all the different faces, and the different… beings. It was instant, for some of them had distinct features, like some sort of skull on his jaw, or crazy-looking armor, or just strangeness in general. But it wasn’t strange. There was a certain kind of fascination in Ichika that hadn’t really been awakened for some time. Now, she thought, she wouldn’t stand out like a sore thumb. At least, she wasn’t the only strange one anyway.

"U-um.. Hi there… Ah..! Excuse me, can you.. perhaps… tell me where I am..?" she managed to blurt out to the person who’d seemingly been at a close proximity to her. They might have just been looking at someone else. If that was the case, Ichika would be highly embarrassed. 

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○ A hum escaping his lips and a skip in his step, the Once-ler felt positive! He was always irrationally optimistic, but it proved to be a great attribute. His blind  confidence led to his previous success, after all. He was determined to accomplish that once more, here at Hive City.

His little waltz is halted by a...attractive young lady. The Once-ler immediately straightens his posture, the way his mom always told him to around guests and especially women, before offering a smile. She seemed pretty shy, and the Once-ler could relate. He was shy too,when it came to holding a conversation. He allows her question to hang in the air for a bit, a stupid grin on his face before he replies.○

Huh? R-Right! Haha...

○The raven haired male cleared his throat, any nerves seeming to disappear.○

I'm the Once-ler...Oh, no, wait, you asked where you were...Well, this is...it's called "Hive City".

[serpentsinofenvy]

➤ Forcibly pushing my way through. [ ca open ]

" Inflatable hammer toy…? " Confusion pertained in curious pink irises that scanned the substitute of her lost hammer with a child-like curiosity, fingers wrapped around soft hem that she pressed, at tact it was…kind of squishy. Shy curve blossoming in the corner of her lips denoted delight, what seemed as bad maybe was received better than the serpent’s sin of envy. It could happen, who could tell by mere look her blood was boiling deep inside ? There were one hundred reasons to be pissed off, more than just focusing on the great miracle of her now beautiful small size. What is the point of being small when she doesn’t has her captain !? Plus, other topics demanded her attention but Diane was fairly concentrated in this cheap excuse of a weapon that could not hurt a fly even if it tried to do so. Who these petty humans thought they were !? Smart, right?! Just because all they got is for them they think they have the right to mess with a greater race….!!!

" I see… this is really stupid… " Nails began to dig in the soft material, hold becoming tighter per second, not enough to destroy the poor item yet but one that sufficed what was needed to make it shrink a bit. Not satiated by this, the member of the Giants’ clan began to twist it, deforming the replica of Gideon for a while. Heels began to hit the floor repeatedly, doing what was meant to suppress her tantrum.

And as always, this was not enough — one hit would not put an end to Diane’s wrath.

Of course this ended the very moment she couldn’t bear it anymore, fists releasing the inflatable toy to grasp its hem once again, reading it to hit the first person who dared to cross paths with the knight of envy, by itself it couldn’t do much harm but it was impulsed with force greater than the one of a human and at most she expected it to do some harm as she intended to throw it at the face of an unlucky soul.

" AND YOU ARE STUUUPID TOO !!!!! "

Ah, much better.

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○The Once-ler had a smart  mouth, but he managed not to form many enemies. He didn't have any friends, either--which left him to his lonesome. On the bright side, he had more time to focus on business. Besides, business is business, and it must grow! He had just finished collecting some more truffula fluff and was on his way home....When he met with Diane's toy hammer. It didn't really hurt, but it made the raven haired man yelp.○

Hey! What was that for!?

○He hadn't even tried to sell her a thneed or anything!○

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thank you to everyone who replied to the once-ler's open! I'm tired but I took him off of semi-hiatus and will be doing replies tomorrow. i want to thank you for your patience and i hope to thread with more of you too!♥

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Thneed to make a sale!

○The once-ler had worked hard, harder than he ever had before. The results were amazing, in his opinion. A thousand thneeds were ready to be sold, and now the only thing to do was to sell them! Standing in the middle of the plaza with a guitar in his arms and a thneed around his neck, the Once-ler stands proudly next to his painted sign.

"Thneeds: Only $3.98!"

He clears his throat before addressing the crowd.○

Hey, Hive City! Thanks for coming!

○Not that they..had a choice, but, whatever. The Once-ler continues.○

I’m here..to change your lives! Let me tell you about…

○ Cue a strum from his guitar.○

The thneed.

○After he’s convinced he has everyone’s attention, The Once-ler begins to perform just as he rehearsed. He starts the melody with his guitar, and then his vocals join the mix.○

Everybody needs a thneed, a find thing that all people need! The thneed is good, the thneed is great, and it’s just $3.98—-

○Before he can finish the first  verse, a tomato meets his face. The Once-ler lets out a distress moan, glaring daggers at the now laughing crowd. It was just like Greenvile…but he wouldn’t give up! He won them over, so he could win over hive city..he hoped. Still, would anyone help the poor guy?Or would they just laugh at him too?○

[heirtohell]

what in the world. . /closed/

[heirtohell]

    Reaching his hand out to touch the vibrant material, a look of pure bewilderment had taken form on his face. Never seeing something so a rare before in his life other than in childen’s books, his right hand fumbled through his pockets in search of any loose change to purchase one of these oddities.

  “A—thneed? What is it made out of… cats? It’s so soft.”

  Franck could of put two and two together that this guy hadn’t been from the same world that he was from; he looked too.. perfect as if he popped right out of an HD movie. For a moment his eyes couldn’t believe it.

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○The Once-ler gave a nervous laugh. He's pretty sure that making stuff out of cats would be...just cruel. Either way, he shakes his head.○

No no no, thneeds are only made from the finest truffula fluff.

○And what did he mean by "finest"? Pretty much any truffula fluff. That's what he meant. The Once-ler decides to try and real in a deal with this guy.○

They're only $3.98!

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"Phew!"

○It took the Once-ler a long time, but he did it. He managed to gather truffula from sector six and create at least a thousand thneeds. If one were to look , they'd notice band aids around his fingers. Still, that didn't make his grin any less bright.○

○The only thing now was to find customers!○

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  [She accepts the scrap, scrutinizing it. Who knew fluff could come from a tree? The drawing was really good though, and that had Nepeta swishing her tail with excitement.]

:33 < i wonder if we can buy tr33s like that here

:33 < this drawing is really good!! do you like to draw?

[How great would it be if she’d finally found someone who shared one of her hobbies?]

:33 < oh oh is it okay if i k33p this? i really like it

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○This kid had an odd appearance, but the customer was a customer! The Once-ler wouldn't judge..he couldn't really. He stood over six feet and had a name like "The Once-ler". Either way, she seems sweet and he breaks into a small little smile at her compliment.○

"Oh, uh, thanks!"

"Y...Yeah, I guess I do."

○He nodded at her request. Wow, someone actually liked his art that much?○

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wow i'm so sorry i haven't been on my accounts

i've been really busy especially with trying to raise money to have my boyfriend visit late july

either way i'l be doing replies on here, petunia, kamila, yoko, and luna!

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  :33 < :oo

:33 < truffula fluff? whats that?

[That sounded pretty cute. Truffula fluff. Hey, maybe the Once-ler could show her where that stuff came from. That’d be fun.]

:33 < could you show me where it comes from??

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"Well, it...hmm."

○The Once-ler ponders the young girl's question for a moment. What was truffula fluff? It came from truffula trees, and it was softer than silk, and it smelled like sweet butterfly milk. It's trees also produced fruits for the barbaloots to eat, and was a very important part to the forest's ecosystem.

..Not that he really cared about all of that.  Before he can think of an answer, Nepeta had already posed a new question.○

"Sure! Well...Uh, hold on a second."

○ He fished a pen and a piece of paper out of his pockets. Using his knee as a table, he began to draw a truffula tree. It's a pretty detailed drawing, given the young man's talent.○

"The trees they come from look like this."

○He explains as he hands the piece of paper to Nepeta.○

[vicerrei-blog]

   What’s this guy got up his sleeve? Nothing truly impressive, just by the looks of it shot on. 

’ Do you think the maidens will actually buy that?’ He lets out a chortle, shoulders shaking as he disapprovingly glances over him. ’ What did you make that out of, or should I say.

  What lengths did you go through just to make that ugly pelt. -It is dead, isn’t it?’ He snickers, bringing his knuckles up just under his nose and tries to shake off this embarrassment’s efforts. Consider him wowed. If this wasn’t one of the finer spectacles that this city had to offer, (and by fine he meant —- well, you could always just guess.)

’ Seller,’ He taps his foot as if that motion alone would call him on over. And it should, he cocks his head back with his arms crossed. ’ Looks like a deal you’ve got, but mixing trade and pleasure? - You certainly aren’t timely.’ Snagging him by the sleeve he clasps his palm over the gangly guy’s shoulder. ’ Look here.’ He extends his arm out to the scene before them, snorting through his nose. 

‘I think you ought to invest in getting a dance partner first.

- Mark my words. Those are never going to sell.

Maybe if you found someone doe-eyed enough for your, ’ His eyes graze over the other once more. An inspection hardly worth making.

’ …physique, I mean.’ —- Be-cause! Personality really didn’t carry anymore. If not it was wealth, and this kid. …sure, …looked lacking.

 ‘I mean. I’m sure you can charm someone.’ He shoots a glance right back at him, ’You’ll see. You can just follow my lead.’ 

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○ The Once-ler's smile falters, and his shoulders slump. Great, another joker. Letting out an annoyed sigh, he folds his arms and decides to take all of this with a grain of salt.  Greenville laughed at first too, but then they memorized his jingle by heart.

The business was looking great back home, and when he told his mom he'd sleep on her suggestion of chopping down a tree, he woke up here. The Once-ler keeps an unamused gaze at the other male.○

"Yeah, a-huh, great, what's next, a sonnet about how---hey!"

○Before the Once-ler can even finish his snarky remark, the other male's grabbed his sleeve. The Once-ler has to crouch down a bit, and it's pretty uncomfortable. Hopefully this would be quick. He arches an eyebrow at the other's proposal---the Once-ler go on a date with someone? No, he wasn't good with the ladies, at all. The only girl he ever talked to was his mom...business was what he was comfortable with.

The Once-ler manages to wiggle out of the other's grip, standing up straight and giving a nervous laugh.○

"Uh, look, that's really....sweet of you and all, but...I don't need to charm anyone, okay? The only thing I need is to sell my thneed."

[mcstabbies]

  “Ah, that’s amazing! I can’t see a single stitch.”

She spends a few more moments admiring the handy work of the object, wondering if she should have looked into knitting as a hobby. Not like she would ever be able to create something like this.

Picking her head back up she inquires, 

“When do you think mine will be ready, then? I’m not meaning to rush you, I would just like to know is all.”

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"Well, gee...Thank you!."

○The Once-ler wasn't very used to compliments on his work, so of course whenever he got one, it made him extremely happy. He stands just a bit taller, allowing the compliment to soak in. He'll probably let it go to his head, unfortunately.○

"Hmm..."

"..A few days, probably. You can come and pick it up or I can deliver it."

[purrkind-blog]

  [She could see he didn’t really get it, and that was ok, Nepeta didn’t really get it either. Dream bubbles were strange things, after all. At least she could get him to smile.]

:33 < its furry nice to m33t you mr once-ler!

[She took his hand, giving a firm shake. Not a lot of people would bend down to her level, so that was definitely a sweet gesture.]

:33 < i have a question! do you make all that thn33d yourself? it looks really soft

[needtosellthneed-blog]

○Well that worked out better than he thought it would. Social interaction isn't too bad, no sir. The Once-ler still has his awkward smile on his face, and he nods to answer her question.○

"Sure do!"

"They're made from 100% truffula fluff."

[heirtohell]

what in the world. . /closed/

   This guy had been strolling through the streets yelling at the top of his lungs with some sort of announcement. Franck being the kind of guy that was immediately drawn towards bright neon colours, took interest to the fluffy looking scarf that was around the dudes neck. Laughing of course, he would never wear such a thing, but it seemed to make every customer more than happy. Quite an audible guy, it was time to approach him and figure out just what these..things.. were.

   ”AYE!” Franck jumped down from the tree, and made his way towards this tall guy. With Rivoire being six feet in height, he had thought he was among one of the tallest to walk Hive City.. until this guy.

   ”—Bloody hell… what is that?”

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○There was one thing the Once-ler was for certain: stubborn. He wouldn't stop  trying to sell his thneed, even if one...twenty people had rejected it. Greenville came around, and so would Hive City, he believed.

The Once-ler lets out a yelp and turns his heel, almost tripping. The raven haired male is able to regain his balance and lets out a relieved sigh. He's faced with another male, who seemingly appeared out of thin air. 

He arches an eyebrow, motioning to the thneed around his neck.○

"What, this?"

"This is a thneed!"

○With a single motion The Once-ler sweeps the thneed off of his neck and holds it out to Franck so he can get a better look.○