[Fairy Tale Taxon] Once Upon a Time in Taxonia...

[taxonmods]

The aliens, affectionately called 'hamsters' by the inhabitants of Taxon (or so the aliens themselves saw it), decided one fine lunch meeting, that what Taxon needed was a bit of extra flair. A bit of oomph. Some called it dissonance, others simply fab, and by the end of the work day, it was decided: Taxon would be changed, and no expense would be too frivolous.

Over the next who-knows-how-long, the boys and girls and non-conformists upstairs were busy at work turning Taxon into a wonderland of thinly veiled threats and magic, of fairy dust and sharp teeth. The code was rewrit, the premise adjusted just so, so that when the sun rose on Sunday the 27th of Never, Taxonia was born.

A magical kingdom, full of all the wonders of human imagination. Or so the story goes, that...

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom, and it was magical. Within its borders, miracles and wishes and hopes and dreams really did come true.

Of course, only the truly good things in life were free, and the hearts and minds of mortals and immortals alike - well - always wanted more than what was rightfully theirs.

Dreams do come true in Taxonia - but at a price. How high the cost, you never know until 'tis but too late.

011 [voice / location: the village green] has it been too long since i fell asleep?

[rereremembered.livejournal.com]

There once was a man named Franz Joacim Kreiner who lived upon a mountain ridge above the main village of Taxonia. He was an amiable sort, well-liked but known to be lazy. It was also rumored that he could perform miracles with song. Twenety years ago he vanished, and many of the townsfolk believed him dead. This was not the case.

Franz awoke in a dell, the rotted remains of his guitar cradled in his arms. He was astonished to discover his hair and beard had grown a foot, and that his joints ached abominably. The last thing he remembered was sharing a drink with his good friend, a medicine man who was also a trickster, and the falling asleep...

"Crikey," he rasped,and made his way down the mountain to the village, searching for familiar faces. By and by he made his way to the village green, where he pulled his mysteriously still-functional tablet from his pocket.

"Taxonians!" he called. "I'd like to know what has befallen me! Do any of you know me? Do any of you know a bloody barber, for that matter?"


ooc: yo dawg I put some retroactive pause glitch in my AU so I can make up for my fail while I make up for my fail.and yes, Franz Joacim is the name his father would have given him had he never left Germany. AS FOR KNOWING HIM: it is totally possible since we're playing with fairyland physics and chronology and wonky aging so yeah, have at.