#obvious foreshadowing

No one in the entire existence:

Me to my mom: I'm exited! *jumps on the table*

Mom: For what?

Me: I just realized that Audrey's dreams, where she sees the trees are the same symbol as the dreams of the Sam Laury in the 1985 "Brazil" movie. They dream of what's supposedly gone from the world. And that shows how deep the Lorax movie could have reached, because there are some similar topics in these two practically mood-opposite scenarios. I mean if you look for the description of the Brazil you'll get something like this: In a dystopian, polluted, over consumerist, hyper-bureaucratic alternative present day..." And now change the 'dy-' to an 'u', delete 'hyper' and you basically get the description for a Thneedville society.

A/N: Okay so this is my first try at original fiction. I know it’s probably bad but whatever. I just have too many ideas and needed to write at least some of them down. Also English isn’t my native language so sorry for any mistakes.

Words: 454 (I know that it’s short you don’t have to remind me -_-)

There are creatures. All around you. Yes, I know what you’re thinking: “Wow, okay, I guess someone didn’t take their pills in the morning.” But you know that it’s true. You’ve seen them. Some of them at least. Others you can’t, quite literally. And there are some who you will never see due to the fact that they live on lands far, far away from here and you will need at least several human lifetimes to get there. And if you do happen to have that time, don’t get hopeful. Most of them are extremely hostile towards intruders.I should know... Your best chances of survival are if they don’t see you as a threat and someone takes you in as a maid or a pet, which is more likely than the former. I know you think that it’s unusual and maybe even weird but I assure you, for some species, having an exotic pet such as a human to show your friends when they come over is our equivalent of having a pet taratula. However, as I said, there are some creatures that you can see. That you have probably already seen. Most of them lurk in the shadows. Waiting. Never moving. Never making any noise. Only observing. Now, don’t be afraid. The majority mean well. I swear! Don’t look at me like that! But... there are some...that you should be afraid of... Lets not talk about them! Okay? Okay!

I have written this book... well it’s sort of a guide, really, to help you understand these creatures. Hopefully you’ll learn from the mistakes of the people in the stories I’ve gathered between these pages. And, hopefully, you’ll see the world in it’s true light. A world, which is waiting for you to simply open your eyes and finally notice it. A world, where the word “impossible” doesn’t exist. A world, which can be breathtakingly beautiful just as much as it can be bone-crushingly horrifying.

Oh, dear... I suppose I still haven’t introduced myself. Where are my manners?! I suppose living here, among the humans, has changed me... Anyways, I have many names. Ones given to me by the humans. Ones I came up with myself when the times required me to go into hiding. Ones I was given by friends. Ones my own children called me by when I couldn’t risk to tell them who I truly was... But recently I started using the name Tessa Morningstar. I don’t know why I chose it... maybe because it reminded me of a better time, maybe because it gives me hope for a better future... I will never truly know.

Well... I believe this is all for now. I’ll see you on the next pages!

- rouge monster heights and their horns

- tails and lower bodies bumping into everything

- maybe make Sterre a shelter or tent from storms (probably wouldn’t bug it but blue hinox’s tend to have metal on their legs and some protection from akkala’s storms would be handy)

- think about monster needs like for a lynel due to lower body need more space to turn around and etc. or monster with elemental powers like wizzrobes need areas to expel magic or feel comfortable in

- making a bathing area for the monsters that they can properly lay and relax in (then again there is the goron hot springs area by gut chuck rock but if I’m right to get there from akkala you have to deal with some lynels and once you get there their is a black hinox sleeping in the close to akkala direction hot springs)

- sleeping areas and to fit the needs of the monster sleeping there (like lynel’s probably sleep like centaurs, you said Zayl sleeps like a curled up cat holding its tail, wizzrobes tend to float as they sleep)

Oh, absolutely. I have been wanting to have them expand the Akkala Lab out a bit to accommodate for how cramped it's becoming hkjladfsljs. It helps that the nearby stable are now their allies and would definitely help out if asked.

But still, that's a tall task to ask. You'd need someone well-knowledged in building and construction for a project that big...

And not only is he a hacker, he's a psych hacker. I'm not entirely sure, but I think having both of those abilities is not permissible under any ruleset. Well, that's the reaction I think most people would have to the specibus but WHOOPS there goes the hive. Oh no, lots of honey is going to be spoilt. At least he also controls bees (O-VER-POW-ERED *clap clap clapclapclap*). And tonight's not a night for games, because he has a game to play. Except then it must be a night for games, else, well... look, over there, a distraction!

And straight away, Terezi goes for the as yet unexistent red team. Now Hal, are you sure she's being savvy, and not actually reading everyone's minds? And apparently, he's now reconsidering his colors. So, aubergine and turqueasy? Those good team colors now? No, it's still going to be red and blue. Figures. And he's being so morbid, predicting that he's going to die twice. Are you sure, twice? I mean, don't you like half die thirty times? That has to at least count for three full deaths. But the two of them definitely have their friendly rivalry going on.

Wow, whoever AA is sure doesn't know a lot of stuff about herself. And the voices might stay with her until she dies? I'm not sure, but I think she's dead. Like, floating, tattered clothes, white eyes, sure signs of a ghost. It's such a shame, how the word 'ha' twice makes her the life of the party. Must be a really boring party. And yeah, Sollux might be angry some of the time, but nothing could ever beat Mr. Short Temper himself, MichaelKarkat. And wait, it won't save the world? You mean all those meteors that it does stuff with and sends them to the planet won't help? Golly, I sure am shocked.

And now it's a three-way shout-off between Terezi, Sollux, and Karkat. Everyone sees Karkat's temper as predictable, who wouldn't? And great, there's the server-client connection. If that were me, I'd say that that's the point of no return. Welcome to SBURB hell, Sollux—Enjoy your stay. And hey, Karkat does not have stupid little nubby horns. I mean, they are stupid and little, but I don't think they are horns, because aren't horns larger? And Karkat is definitely tempting fate, saying that those codes do nothing. Oh yeah, clip art in code, that's sure to do nothing bad. Given that ~ATH functions on things dying, I don't think you want any errors while compiling. And then the best message ever in a chat client. You know, why don't more clients tell you when your friend's computer explodes?

Oh great, everyone's "parents" are now dead. This isn't Disney, you don't need to kill them off. Now then, if everyone but one will prototype their lusus, and everyone but one will prototype once, are those exceptions going to be the same? Also, since the code apparently curses everyone you ever meet, that doesn't bode well for John's dad, Rose's mom, and Dave's bro, just saying. Oh hey, it's a program with bad clip art. Until the universe dies, do nothing, then execute bad clip art. Also, good job aliasing vi to vii, just to fit with your quirk. oh wait, the virus is running on something that looks like where Rose stored her walkthrough. And then we get a giant time demon who's already here. GREAT.