~Thwok~
Wublin Island is an...interesting place, to say the least. Home to the electrical monsters, Wublin Island supposedly buzzes with life and color. The melody is "out of this world," and the monsters are one of a kind. Wouldn't see them anywhere else. Truly unique.
The name is Thwok. Three digits, purple fur, silver pegs that twist and turn on the sides of my head. My most notable feature? A tongue, that stretches to about four times my size. Useful for grappling; not for trying to outrun an angry mob of monsters. The skinny legs are, I'll give myself that.
I practically live in the book land underneath Wublin Island's surface. And before you ask, all of the books are either about other islands or the islands before the islands. Nothing really of interest, if you disclude the fact that the books of early Wublin Island have vanished.
From what I can remember, a monster named Wubbox created Wublin Island. He got lonely after a while, so he created the first (and oldest to date) Wublin: Brump. After a while came Zynth, then Poewk, then finally myself. Dwumrohl came after me, and then you know the rest.
We've all lived happily amongst each other, making music and playing games. We saw nothing wrong with each other, so we questioned nothing. But, as you might be able to guess, something went wrong.
Welcome to our story.
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To Be Proud: Revamped
FanfictionLife seems dandy on the unique and excitable Wublin Island. However, when a darker turn spirals three monsters on an around-the-world adventure, it's up to them to figure out the mysteries of both the Monster World and themselves.
