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becki-here · 11 months ago

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Happy Thneedmas, dear @midzurugi !!

I found out about your oc's that related to Once-ler, so I decided that I can write a story about them!! It was a real challenge for me and it took more time than I expected so I'm very sorry it took so long. Happy New Year and hope you’ll enjoy this (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

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Summary: it's a short and simple story about Christmas, the Once-ler and his two adorable reception kids Twice and Thrice. Here is the link to post with information about them.

(Maybe OOC? I think that Once-ler is a bit too sweet here, and I'm sorry if the kids are too OOC, I tried to stick to the information I knew about them).

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“Hey kids, wake up!” Once-ler said enthusiastically, as he looked into each of the children's rooms. Then he quickly moved to the kitchen.

Shortly after they entered the hallway, sleepy footsteps were heard, followed by the sluggish "good morning" from both of them.

“Good morning, wash up and get ready for breakfast, today we will prepare for the holidays,” he said, watching the children perk up and head for the bathroom.

Once-ler walked over to the table, where the dough was ready. He slowly began to prepare both children's favourite dish, pancakes.

Soon, the door to the kitchen opened abruptly, and the children happily entered the room. They heard Once-ler humming something like a Christmas carol and smiled at that.

“Father, do you need help with something?” Twice asked as she and her brother sat at the table.

“No, sweetheart, don't worry, I can handle it myself,” he smiled at her and took the first pancakes off the pan. He put them on two plates and placed them on the table in front of the children.

“I just want you to help me decorate the Christmas tree and the house.”

“But father, it's only the beginning of December,” Thrice said.

“Dear, if I had a day off earlier, we would have started preparing for Christmas on the first of December,” he laughed. “But the demand for our products always increases during the holidays, so I don't have much free time now.”

He took out the honey and syrup and put it all on the table. “But... I want to spend every free minute together with you two,” Once-ler also took out milk and two glasses and smiled again.

The children smiled back and finally started eating their breakfast, while Once-ler continued to bake. “Then of course we'll help,” Twice said.

One-ler looked at them with satisfaction. It seemed that his calm smile didn't leave his face today. In fact, on days like this, he was especially aware of how much he wanted to give these children all the things he had missed so badly. One of those things was an excellent holiday.

A tall, fluffy Christmas tree stood in the living room, waiting to be taken care of. A pile of large cardboard boxes covered the fireplace.

“Father, this Christmas tree is just incredible!” said Thrice when he entered the room. He walked over to the tree, touched a branch, then took a breath. “Oh, and it smells great.”

“Yeah, I know,” Once-ler looked at his son warmly and chuckled. “I'm sure you won't find a better Christmas tree in the whole town. It was delivered and set up while you were still asleep.”

After that, Once-ler went to the TV and inserted an old cassette into the player. Some old cartoon started playing.

“Could we put on something... newer?” asked Thrice, looking at the screen.

“Hey, it's a classic! And it's not that old, actually,” he muttered and went to unpack the toy boxes.

The jangly soundtrack played softly. Twice laughed and shrugged her shoulders at this as she looked at her brother. The teens walked closer to the boxes.

“You know, when I was little, we couldn't have a Christmas tree like this. We haven’t had many decorations either, but all of them are extremely beautiful as far as I remember. We haven’t decorated the house much, but we cooked a lot of different dishes. I really loved it," he took the garland out of the box and smiled warmly, a little lost in his memories.

“Actually, your grandmother wasn't a fan of Christmas, so we don't have any special traditions…”

Once-ler glanced at the children, who were listening to his story in confusion. A little surprise was clearly visible on their faces. Their father rarely talked about his past, especially his childhood. Every such moment was worth its weight in gold. Once-ler smiled and easily tossed Twice a skein of garland. She did not expect it, but she caught it skillfully. He took the end of the garland and climbed on a chair.

“You should hang the garlands first,” he explained. “So that you can hang the Christmas ornaments later easily.”

The children hung on his every word as if it were vital information. Once-ler wound the garland in a circle starting from the top, while Twice supported and helped wind it from the bottom. He plugged it into the extension cord and the whole tree shone with bright-colored lights. Now the excitement and festive mood began to fill the whole room.

At this time, Thrice sat down on the floor and opened the box, which contained a bunch of different Christmas decorations. He picked up a blue horse and looked at it with admiration.

“All these Christmas ornaments are new, you didn't bring any from your family home, as you were going to?” Thrice asked.

“Well no... I decided that we need new ones. The old family ornaments have no value, and as I said, there weren't many of them. But we will give value to these new ones once they are on our Christmas tree," he went to the box and took out a green bauble decorated with gold patterns. He carefully hung it on a middle branch.

“And there it is. The first ball on the tree and now the decorating has officially begun,” he said playfully.

“There are many similar baubles here,” Twice said, looking into the box. "We should start with these and hang them symmetrically, and then we can take on the others.”

“You're right as always, dear,” he put his hand on her shoulder. "Let's start with these.”

Gradually, more and more coloured baubles appeared on the tree. Then the little reindeer ran around it, glass icicles and cones grew on it. All three of them were jokingly arguing about where to hang which ornament and lively discussing the upcoming holidays and their plans for them. A pleasant family atmosphere filled the room, while the music from an old movie added its own charm to the situation.

“I have something else,” Once-ler said when they were done with the tree. He reached into one box that stood apart from the others, as if it were hidden. He pulled out something of a deep red colour.

“Oh, it’s Christmas stockings!” Thrice said with delight and took a stocking with his name neatly embroidered on it.

“They're so beautiful... Are they handmade?” Twice asked as she took her one.

“Yes, of course... I actually made them. For the three of us,” Once-ler said and laughed lightly. The children's eyes widened with surprise and some joy.

“That's very cool, thank you!” Thrice said zealously.

“Yes, thank you,” Twice said softly.

“You're welcome, darlings. I was very happy to make them,” Once-ler slightly blushed at the children's reaction. He looked at his stocking and slowly read his name to himself.

“Well... We also have to wrap presents for all relatives. But I haven't bought them yet, we'll have to postpone that,” he thought out loud. Then he thought about when he would find a free time to do that.

“I could draw some little cards,” Thrice suggested. “As a nice addition to the gifts we've given them.”

“That sounds nice, I hope they'll appreciate it,” Once-ler realized that in fact each of them was expecting an envelope with some money in it, so usual gifts would be just a traditional formality.

“Do we have to invite all of our close relatives to Christmas Eve?” Twice asked, a little displeased.

“Yes, of course we do. They're waiting for an invitation, and they'll never turn down a dinner,” he smiled a little irritated. But he quickly calmed down. “Maybe one day one of them will invite us as well.”

“I doubt that very much,” Twice hummed.

Thrice looked away awkwardly, but deep down he agreed with his sister.

“I know that you think they're not the best people. But they're still my family. And that means your family, too,” he sighed and thought as he sat down on the floor by the Christmas tree and took some tinsel out of the box. “And there are certain values and principles that must be upheld in a family.”

He picked at the tinsel, squeezed it in his hands, trying to gather his thoughts together.

“I would like to convey these values to you,” he looked up at the girl and then at the boy. "For example, about Christmas. This holiday is not only about decorating a Christmas tree, gifts, or the birthday of Jesus Christ. It's about a family coming together. Just how we are now. And this holiday encourages you to do something good for your neighbour, especially for your relatives. Do you understand?"

“Yes, of course... It's obvious,” Thrice answered and sighed to himself.

Twice nodded when Once-ler's gaze settled on her.

“These words seem like very simple truths, but it still should be said out loud. I would have been grateful to my mother if she had told me that,” he smiled a little sadly and finally got up from the floor, with the tinsel in his hand. “Well... Let's finish with the stockings.”

Twice looked at her socking and carefully ran her thumb over the golden embroidery. “We can hang them on little hooks and decorate them with the tinsel,” she said, glancing cautiously at Once-ler.

“Yes, my dear, that's a wonderful idea,” he smiled gently at her. “I've taken care of that, too.”

He left the tinsel and reached into the same box where the stockings were. He took out three small hooks and began to carefully attach them to the mantelpiece. Thrice jumped up and hung his stocking on the leftmost hook. Once-ler and Twice followed suit. Then Twice decorated the fireplace with bright green tinsel. Once-ler looked at the fireplace with smile and then proudly at both of his children.

***

A loud laugh suddenly filled the room. The children were listening to another strange story from their father. They didn't believe some of his words, how ridiculous it sounded. But it was definitely true. Classical Christmas music was playing from the old record player. Outside the window, the snow was still falling calmly, preparing the entire valley for winter.

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dykedvonte · 14 days ago

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wanted to say I appreciate your nuanced takes on MW and especially Curly. i don't get the claim that the fandom is full of Curly apologists when majority (esp yt and tiktok) say he's worse than Jimmy. Yes there's commentary about bro culture defending people, he def messed up in trying to placate Jimmy (tbh "we'll fix this" sounded more like trying to keep someone prone to outbursts like Jim calm and not hurt Anya/himself) but I don't think he did nothing to help Anya, since she continued to confide in him and he had less than a week to resolve it before the crash (I also don't get everyone saying he knew for ages when it seems like Anya told him that same week). I get Jimmy's a pos but saying stuff like Curly should've known he'd crash the ship or that Jim had a criminal record he ignored, reducing them to obviously horrible villain and willfully ignorant sidekick feels like a disservice to the game. If your best friend turned out to be horrible, what would you do in a confined space in the span of a few days to respond? I'd say some of the horror comes from trying to do good but ultimately failing, Curly's state after the crash is meant to be tragic horror not revenge/punishment

Thank you and this is what I want to get across.

A lot of information we have to supplement when it comes to how long things have been happening on this current ship. I think people try to add on to the horror and negligence by making things more obvious so it can feel like it was easier to avoid when, true to life, its not. Jimmy clearly didn't deserve or appreciate what Curly did for him in getting him the job, but do you think if Jimmy was that big of a menace on Earth he would've given him a position where he could have that level of power over people's lives? There's something in the fact he specifically chose to pick a position so close to himself where he could watch Jimmy.

I hate the bro code argument because that is a whole can of worms people really don't get. That sort of mentality is born from the general respect and preference of male matter over female ones. Curly is clearly not that guy, he is absent minded about the issue and inadvertently dismissive but he clearly believes Anya, he just can't understand what she's going through. It's an onslaught of information that no one really reacts right to. Additonally, the entire discussion of her assualt plays to heavy into the idea that there is fault outside of the perpertratior when it comes to SA. It's too close if she only did this or if Curly had protected her better but the fact of the matter is Jimmy did what he did. He did it before any of the conversations with Anya about it and it's why her behavior seemed to change so drastically in those last two days.

He has other conflicting thought and while his role as a Captain should've taken over, people act like it's not a very human thing to have such a toxic presence cloud your judgement. It is never easy to separate friend from coworker once that connection is formed, you want to help them, especially if they were friend first and for a long while like in this case. It's not right, but people act like it would be easy when the game clearly points out that no choice is easy to make, especially when you have to make it for more than one person. You have the weigh the consequences, look at all the options and make a plan. People can headcanon and decide how long things where happening, but if we look at what we were presented through the characters eyes, the only person given time to do that was Jimmy.

He waited two months after the crash to appoint himself Captain. Every time a problem was brought up he immediately took action and refused to sit on it and find a better solution. I think it's important to look at the warped way Jimmy takes initiative where Curly didn't as it works as a good contrast of why you don't just run in to "fix" things. The quickest and easiest option may not be the safest or most beneficial. I think some thoughts on the game suffer from the black and white thinking the game doesn't operate on along with us being voyeurs. We see what exactly led to what but the characters don't. They don't have the hindsight and foresight we do and even ours is scrambled by the non-linear story telling.

Like it's hard to talk abuou those grey zones without sounding like an apologist because you're explaining why taking responsibility isn't easy. It's not and it's weird to act like it would be in a scenerio that led up to the events of the game knowing what we know. We see all these characters in such isolated moments with various things before, in between, after and even during we aren't privy too. The idea that Jimmy is worse than Curly heavily banks on the words Jimmy was saying to Jimmy before he crashed the ship. That whatever happened on the ship was his responsibility to bare, which is true due to his position. But, are they not still not responsible for taking the actions Curly then must bare?

Like i feel like people think that these are situation that become easier with age or when you are in a postion of authority and they aren't. You don't lose your biases or gain some sudden knowledge that makes it easier. It just becomes more tiring as you keep dealing with it. I would be first in line to say Curly fucked up and should've done more but the idea he knew how bad it could get or he really saw the worst in the people around him and ignored it pretty much ignores a huge aspect of his character and the game.

#i do believe Anya was a victum to Jimmy more than once before the crash but the game plays wit the sort of fear of waiting and stagnation #i believe the reason she decided to tell him was becasuse she finally broke down and tested to see if she was pregnant after one too many #signs and its why she went to hide the gun because she knew now that there was proof of what Jimmy did and was he would do anything to #cover it up and while she also didn't want the baby there was no sure fire way to safely induce a miscarriage or abortion cause shes smart #enough to know that hence her reading the illusion of choice and taking measures to protect herself #but in the hypothetical it was a one time occurence I think Jimmy would act like one single mistake shouldn't define him and Anya thinks #that if she did something sooner or said something sooner than she or Curly could've stopped all of it but that the hard thing taking actio #its so hard to be preventative to a person like they also have the autonomy to do things and no one on the ship is okay with actively takin #that away outside of Jimmy that its just a delicate issue and people act like it was a conscious choice not to help when he just helped #wrong he did wrong by not immediately punishing Jimmy but at the same time did he even fully get it yet? Jimmy immediately got into his hea #after like the sound design right before he confront him is telling like every track sort of gives you the feeling of the characters where #we cant see their thoughts because again the only two characters pov we get are Jimmy's and Curly's and even then we only get Curly's thru #the responsibilites he has to take like he is always tasked with something because thats his role but we rarely see him do something off hi #own volition cause hes a metaphorical cog in many of the machines the games comments on but he's not actively pulling a switch #also i think people latch on to the we can both be heros things too much when analyzing Curly because Curly very much is not happy being th #leader and current “hero” of the Tulpar he just wants out in a way that doesn't hurt and while he is still responsible for not doing more #the idea he could've easily nipped this in the butt acts like Jimmy was not a beast of his own and that he made Jimmy into the person he wa #vs the fact that Jimmy is a person on his own right that makes these choices others are forced to take responsibility for when he simply c #couldve not done evil shit like at the end of the day Curly is not perfect but not nearly or remotely as bad as Jimmy because for that hed #have to not care hed have to not have tried hed have to not try to take responsibility and he did just not in the right way but thats #subjective to the person and you can only realize you did fuck up after the results are before you and its tragic like this game is a #a tragedy no matter how you try and spin it. There's lessosn to be learnt but at the end of the day it telling the worst moments of peoples #lives and the certain inevitabilities that come with it #mouthwashing #mouthwashing game #curly mouthwashing #captain curly #nurse anya #anya mouthwashing #jimmy mouthwashing

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