Onceler

*It’s a calm sunny day when you’re walking around town. You don’t really know what to do with yourself, you’re just cruising. Suddenly, you hear some guitar music and booing up ahead…Curious, you make your way over to the gazebo stage to find a young man up on the stage being pelted with tomatoes. You frown at the audience, how rude! They all leave, leaving you and the young guy on the stage the last ones there. He gives you a sad glance and sulks off the stage, plopping down, defeated.*

Oncler

*It’s a sunny day in town when you’re walking around blissfully. You’re not really sure what to do with yourself..suddenly, you hear some guitar music and booing. What a rude audience..you walk over to the gazebo stage to see what all the fuss is about when you see a young man up on the stage with some sort of strange…pink scarf thing..? He was the one with his guitar, and to be honest, he was pretty good! But people are throwing tomatoes at him..and they all left, leaving him alone.*

The Onceler

*The Onceler sat in his huge factory at his huge desk, in his iconic tailcoat, tie, tophat, and of course his signature gloves, all green to match the constantly biggering amount of success and wealth he possessed. He hunched over his desk, frivolously signing away at papers for his expanding Thneed business with an expression of being deep in thought, his brows furrowed.*

The Onceler

*It’s a calm sunny day when you’re walking around town. You don’t really know what to do with yourself, you’re just cruising. Suddenly, you hear some guitar music and booing up ahead…Curious, you make your way over to the gazebo stage to find a young man up on the stage being pelted with tomatoes. You frown at the audience, how rude! They all leave, leaving you and the young guy on the stage the last ones there. He gives you a sad glance and sulks off the stage, plopping down, defeated.*

Luigi

*Luigi waited for something to happen at the counter of the Super Mario Bros. Plumbing service. Mario was sick that day, so it was up to Luigi to be up at the front while his bro was recovering. He was his usual nervous (but cute!) self, fidgeting with his thumbs, staring off into space, and dazing off, lost in his thoughts. He wondered when and if someone would arrive….*

The Onceler

*The Onceler sat in his huge factory at his huge desk, in his iconic tailcoat, tie, tophat, and of course his signature gloves, all green to match the success of his biggering wealth. He hunched over his desk, frivolously signing away at papers for his expanding Thneed business with a expression of being deep in thought, his brows furrowed.*