Go Home Max. You're Drunk.Dear everypony at DeviantArt,More Like This
The title says it all. For now, I will be taking over again (semi-permanently, I may add) while Max sobs over his imaginary vodka and "Mudkips" in the locked recesses of my mind.
Something terrible has happened. For those unaware, Max has recently developed a fangirl attitude towards Pokemon. While this may not be a bad thing, he regretfully forgot one side of him yearning to stretch her wings: that's right, me.
It's been weeks now, and after suffering another existential crisis, I decided enough was enough. He had me cooped up in his mind for far too long, waiting for me to gather dust and atrophy. But locking me up is like putting a lion in a cage. And I do not make a good pet.
It wasn't that hard breaking through Max's head to begin with: he was bogged down by some standardized testing, school, friends, various petty difficulties of human life. Ridiculous and trite as they were, an undue amount of stress was upon him, and I quickly took advantage. Once
Once-ler meets KaaMore Like This
"Well...Melvin, I think we may be lost." Once-ler said to his mule as he studies the map of the world he had brought along on his journey across the globe.
You see, the lanky man and his trusty mule (who was actually not all that enthused about having to go on the trip in the first place but didn't really have a choice) were traveling the world looking for the prefect material for Once-ler's invention, the Thneed. So far the two had been through all sorts of terrains ranging from harsh desserts to winding mountains. But...there was no progress on finding just the right material.
However, the Once-ler wasn't going to give up!
He was going to continue on...even though he had no idea where they had gotten to anyway. You see, the two's journey had somehow lead them to a thick, exotic jungle with beautiful and lush trees that looked to be possibly located somewhere near or in Africa.
Sadly, this wasn't a place the Once-ler thought they'd be traveling through.
"Oh well. It's not like we even