[Event!]

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Dream bubbles
When: 9/15-9/16
Rating: PG
Summary: Everyone is stuck with their memories. And some other people.
The Story:
This log's pretty straightforward. There is one thread per group for the first day or two of the event, before people are able to leave their initial dream bubble groupings. ♥ If you have any questions, grab a mod on AIM.

EDIT: The mods have decided to let everyone continue with phase two of the event in this one log, since there's overlap between being stuck in the bubbles and moving between them.

So if you're posting to a group thread that isn't your initial group, just your thread with what day of the event it takes place on so people will know it's not from the first day or so.

Comments

[thneedifestdestiny]

The Once-ler staggers back the minute John rises off the ground and just stares at the empty space where he had been just a minute ago. And then up at John. And back down.

"Wow. How are you doing that?!"

The Once-ler inches closer, crouches down low, and sticks his hand in the space beneath John - he's expecting him to be standing on a box or something, but there's nothing there. And that makes it a little more disturbing.

"No, seriously, kid. How are you doing that?"

He looks up, past John, like he's trying to see if there are cables or wires holding him up. But nope. None. Not a single one.

[hamburellakind]

Okay, that's a good question. 'Magic' seems like a cop-out answer, but explaining all of it is probably not a great idea right now. And lacking anything better...

"Magic."

There you go.

[thneedifestdestiny]

The Once-ler takes a step back, as if the kid might fall and crush him, and regards him carefully. Hm. Okay. Magic. Sure!

"Well," he finally says. "At least you can actually show me your magic. The last guy that told me he was magic was just like "Oh, it doesn't work like that!" when I asked if I could see it."

And as he quotes, he puts his hands on his hips and puffs up his cheeks, because that makes for and excellent Lorax impersonation.

[hamburellakind]

"Well, sometimes it really doesn't work that way." John shrugs and settles back on the ground again, looking around. It all still looks like this guy's memory. Man, this would be easier if he knew anything about the guy.

"Soooo. I guess you don't remember."

[thneedifestdestiny]

The Once-ler just stares at him, blankly.

"Remember what?" he asks. "I'm pretty sure I'd remember some magic flying kid."

[hamburellakind]

John snorts. "Okay, not me, exactly. More like where've you seen me before."

[thneedifestdestiny]

The Once-ler thinks long and hard about that one. There is something familiar about him, but...

"...Oh! I know. You must be in one of those traveling circuses, right?" he guesses. "With all the aerial acrobats and trapezing triplets and things like that! I've probably seen you on the poster in my travels."

[hamburellakind]

John just. Stares.

"Are you being purposely dumb or--" He breaks off, looking around them. Hm. Maybe this place doesn't hold bad memories. Maybe this guy'd be better off if he doesn't realize-- at least he'll be in a happy, pretty place.

"You know what, uh. Never mind. It isn't important." John scratches at his neck, awkward. "Um. What are you doing out here?"