#onceler oc

Onceler AU where after his thneed business fails and his interdimensional fame dies out he gets a job as a butcher / concessions stand attendee at the galaxy’s most eccentric mentalward-mall combo shop.

He works there with a sentient cardboard cut out of Bernie Sanders, which he’s had a few flings with but can’t get emotionally attached to, and lives in the attic/meatlocker with not much to his name except his hatchet and some drug paraphernalia. He’s a little paranoid, both from the drugs and PTSD from his fans, as well as having an undiagnosed dissociative disorder.

He stuttered when introducing himself, not having planned a fake name properly before he was asked, which then landed him the name ‘Oncell’ (once-el). The owner spelled it on his name tag as 1NCL.

I’ve never watched The Lorax.