PARADISA LOST

[Hahn is currently wandering about in the lobby. After just over a week here, he's still baffled by the architecture, the technology, the time travel, everything. He probably looks like a fish out of water.]

Ugh, why is it so hot here? I can't wait for winter.

[bewildered]

Wh-- what is this place?!

What is this... stone walls? Is this the Earth Kingdom?!

What's going on?!

[loud splash and then a gasp as he surfaces]

What the---what the fri----om... [he's clinging to the iceberg and panting for breath and shivering]

... is that...


Okay, I'm baffled.




[OOC: DREAM PLOT BEGIN]

[knock on bedroom door]

Hey, Katara, about yesterday...

[silence for a moment, and then he opens her door anyway]

Katara?

You know what's disgusting? Bugs.

We didn't have bugs back home.

Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.

Okay, so I realized what I really hate about this place. It's the change. And how it changes where I don't want it to change.

See, back home, tradition is everything. I did the same things in the Water Tribe that my great-granddad did. We probably had the same hobbies and everything. Things like that just don't change; they're traditions that last forever. That's good. I hate change and it's fine like that. In fact, there are only two areas I LIKE change, and this place is good at messing that up.

These two things are:
- the weather. Ironically, the weather DOESN'T change in this place.
- whoever I'm courting. But the town girls here are boring (really -- they talk too much) and the girls at the castle.... half of them are psychotic powerhouses and the other half are undead immortal... things. I don't know. Either way, not really interested in dating them.

(Kylie, Mai, etc, being the exceptions. Any other gorgeous, sane girls are welcome, too. Sophie, you're gorgeous too.)

But this place is obsessed with change, otherwise. And I hate that. It's annoying. You can never get used to it or adapt fast enough, and by time you do adapt, you have to adapt again. I just can't keep up with it, and that's why I focus on my real life rather than the journal.

[let's celebrate being HUMAN AGAIN by being a retard!]

Hey, Master Earthbender, watch this, I can earthbend too!

[chucks a rock towards Toph, totally expecting her to catch it]



edit: What are you supposed to do when people start passing out left right and center in your house? And only you are left alone? But everyone else starts dropping like... well, like hail?

I kissed a girl and she fainted. Apparently I am an instant recipe for comas. Or swooning. Yeah, she swooned.

Also, Zukko's an idiot. And his "girlfriend" -- who, for the record, is incredibly attractive -- is too good for him.

Alright, so, ladies.

You wear skimpy clothes, but... you don't want guys to look at you. Apparently they're not allowed to look at you.

Er, why is that? Don't get all pissy and accuse me of being a jerk, I'm just wondering where the logic is in that. Explain it.

Okay, so, being a deer thing, I've had a lot of time to think and I've got an idea.

You know how most of us have other people from our worlds? Like there are at least a dozen people from my world here, and stuff? Well, how about the people who don't have others, and never had? What about them?

I think that one of them -- someone who hasn't told many people much about them -- is the owner of this place. You know, someone who controls it. They just pretend that they're just another person from another world. It makes sense!

Or there's a whole bunch of them. A committee! A whole lot of people with no one else from their world, all pretending to be other residents. Someone's gotta be running this place.

[crew is on the roof of the castle, watching fireworks]

For Fire Nation stuff, this is pretty neat.