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Come one, come all and see the amazing exotic Tuuns of me, Patty Pus! Also, prepare to see a very special showing of “How the Tuuns Came to Be!” It will put you in a trance, it will spellbind you! Join me, my fellow Tuun folk for an experience you won’t find anywhere else on Namasis! Join me for shear spectacle and enough wonder and excitement to fill a gas giant or two! Join me!
Norbert watched in awe as the small platypus pulled his caravan of creatures across the rocky moon floor. He figured that if he was going to join Tuunkind, it would be best to get to know them a bit more. This seemed like a golden opportunity. Thus, he followed the platypus and his massive chest of creatures along the path it left behind until Patty Pus made it to a large open area where he could open up the cages, set up the stages and prepare for the show. Norbert looked behind to see other Tuuns gathering around. They too were interested in seeing the supposed “experience of a lifetime”.
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The town was called Inkwell Village and its many inhabitants, creatures that looked as though they leaped straight out of a plethora of Disney movies and Dr. Seuss books. It became clear to Norbert that in order to visit the moon, this so called Inkwell Village, he had to blend in with them, perhaps adapt to their environment because a mere human wouldn't be able to withstand just a few moments on the moon without a spacesuit. They'd get sucked up by the vacuum of space and turned into human Elmer's glue! Some of these creatures were wily as a coyote, others calm as the Dalai Lama and others didn't have much sentience to begin with, like a weird ball like creature with only two legs that Norbert tried to interact with, only getting a few "mews" and "blahs" from the creature. Norbert the Turtle Frog made his way to a nearby ravine and upon looking down into it, he saw something you surely didn't see everyday. It was a group of cartoons, decked out in uniforms and backpacks like the Ghostbusters, wielding weaponized plungers instead of ghost zappers against a King Kong sized toilet! A crap on this toilet and your bottom would be bitten clean off for sure!
Double, double TOILET trouble! Flushing burn and Clorox bleach BUBBLE!
Norbert stood and watched the encounter for several moments, watching as the long eared kangarabbit used his ears and tail like tendrils to take down the brown, putty like arms. The tall pink guy poked the toilet monster in the eye with his extractable nose or, as Norbert came to call it "Pinose". The little doll pulled out a jumprope and lassoed the bottom of the toilet while the vampire pig casted a spell of some kind on it. After some time, the toilet lay as a mound of shattered porcelain upon the ground. The poo emoji shaped creature that adorned the top of the monster, who was perhaps the one powering the beast from the beginning was subsequently imprisoned in a jar. It was one of the greatest things Norbert had ever seen. Not all the Flash Gordon adventures nor episodes of Buck Rogers had a battle or encounter on such a grand level as this. If Norbert had a phone on him, he would've surely recorded the entire thing. Putting it on Youtube and getting millions of hits would surely help his struggling mother pay the bills!
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YIPPY KAI YAY MOTHER......Oops, better watch my mouth. Mom's liable to wash it out with soap!
Norbert's bed soared through the night sky at such a speed, all the stars looked like bright ribbons of light or neon icicles. He looked down to see the buildings below, decreasing in size, getting smaller and smaller until they all meshed together into millions of bright dots across the landscape. Then, Earth itself began to decrease in size, getting smaller and smaller until it was but a bright blue and green ball sitting in the dark sea of stars. Straight ahead, Norbert saw the moon clear as day, getting bigger and bigger until, what was happening? Norbert felt his skin start to change, turning bumpy, almost scale like. He was just about as pink as the eraser he used on his homework assignments and warts, there were lots and lots of warts all over. His teeth somehow got absorbed into his jaw and his tongue got long like it had been turned into elastic. Like a wad of gum or a dyed pink poodle dog, Norbert had transformed into...
A turtle frog!
It was probably his most favorite animal next to the marmoset and he was so thrilled by his new outward appearance that he began jumping up and down on his bed, trying out his new, chubby amphibian legs. Then he sat at the side of his bed, taking in the exotic, lunar environment as it came to the forefront. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, strange cartoony buildings scattered across the rocky plateaus. A couple of flying rocks and a few smoldering craters here and there but it was beautiful, just as he knew it would be. But he indeed wondered, why on Earth (or the moon) did he transform into a turtle frog in the first place? Little did he know that he was going to have quite an encounter with the moon's mysterious inhabitants and he was smack dab in the middle of their capital city!
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Well, when Norbert returned home that day, you could bet your bottom dollar his mother was stark raving mad. She sent Norbert to his room without dinner, aside from a piece of Muenster cheese between two pieces of Wonder Bread and prohibited him from watching any television for the next two weeks. That meant no Battlestar Galactica marathons, no Discovery Channel documentaries, no late night Star Wars binges. Norbert was not a happy camper to say the least and spent that evening hurling toys at the bedroom wall. Then, when he calmed down and his anger dissipated, he took a flashlight he had in his desk drawer, turned off all the lights and pretended he was a laser sword warrior for about an hour, slaying intergalactic beasts and rescuing princesses with cinnamon bun hairdos. Then his mother yelled for him to stop and go to bed from the bottom of the stairs.
It was time. Norbert nestled snuggly in his bed, tucking himself tightly beneath the covers and pressed his head firmly against his pillow. When his mother came by and peeked through the crack of his bedroom door to see if he was asleep, Norbert pretended he was out cold, evening putting in a fake snore. When his mother left, Norbert stood up in his bed and pulled out the magical wishing rock he found earlier that day. He looked out the nearest window to make sure the moon was bright and white in the night sky. He then ran his finger across the white streak upon the rock and made his wish without thinking twice.
I wish I could go to the moon and meet the aliens there!
At first, it seemed as if nothing had happened. Everything was still as a statue, not a sound nor anything out of the ordinary. A disappointed Norbert slumped back down on his bed, feeling as if he had been robbed. Yes, even in death, his beloved father was mistaken. But wait! As soon as Norbert closed his eyes, he heard a strange hissing sound accompanied by what sounded like engines and fire erupting from the bottoms of rockets. He looked down at the sides of his bed and saw two nozzles sticking out, each hot and ready to launch. Seconds later, Norbert’s bed began to rise off the floor, slow at first then picking up as it soared right through his bedroom wall and towards the sky. Norbert’s trip to the moon had begun!
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Ever since he could remember, young Norbert wanted to travel to the Moon. He read all sorts of books about it, learned lots about it in science class and must have watched Neil Armstrong's iconic moon landing more than 340 times. His favorite film was George Melies' A Trip to the Moon, even though it was very old, didn't have any sound and wasn't very long. He'd imagined several times in his head a great pencil shaped spaceship soaring toward's the moon's rocky, cratery surface with him in the driver's seat. If it was a good day, he'd imagine a giant furry creature as his copilot! This particular day, Norbert drifted off into slumberland, bored by algebra. Suddenly, he was piloting the USS NORBERT, a great cutting edge vehicle with the capability of turning into a lunar sports car with the flick of a switch. After he drove around the moon, making swirls and loopty loops in the dirt, he exited the vehicle in his new state of the art spaceman exterior and held out a long pistol shaped device, curiously scanning for any signs of life. He'd imagined being greeted by those little green aliens with their big black olive like eyes you'd get out of vending machines or perhaps the man on the moon Andy Kaufman or what was his name, Aiken Drum!
Norbert!
A voice! A voice penetrated his ears as he ran further into the distance, across the dust and lunar stones.
NorBERT!
The voice became louder and louder as he sprinted forward until he approached a large crater, probably about the size of a hotel swimming pool. Inside the large crater, the face of his middle school math teacher, the wicked, no nonsense Mrs. Yasson stared back at him!
NORBERT!
Suddenly, Norbert awakened back on Earth in his math class, Mrs. Yasson looming over him chalk in hand, looking like a crusty old vulture ready to nibble on roadkill.
This is the third time you've fallen asleep in class! I'm afraid you'll have to miss the school trip to the planetarium tomorrow! And you can march yourself down to detention! OFF YOU GO!
An agitated Norbert exited his seat and slowly walked down to the classroom where detention was being held that day. It was the usual crowd of overzealous jocks, cell phoned obsessed girls and all out troublemakers. Everyone was required to write lines, about 400 or so and no recess for the rest of the week. Norbert, feeling like it was a death sentence to not be allowed outside in the nice spring weather slowly trickled out the nearest window when the teacher wasn't looking and began to frolic in the grassy field nearby. After a bit, Norbert decided to take a brief rest in the grass, lay down and look up at the blue sky and see if he could spot a cloud that was shaped like a Starfleet emblem. He was a hard core Trekkie after all!
Just then, a strange looking stone sitting in the grass poked Norbert in the buttocks. He rose up and squatted, observing the mysterious, fascinating little rock with one white line running across it, as if someone took a brush of white paint and ran it over it, but this certainly wasn't paint. He then remembered something his deceased father once told him.
If you ever find a stone with a long streak of white upon it, run your finger across the streak, make a wish on the night of a full moon and your heart's desire will become a reality.
It was then Norbert decided he would put his father's words to use. That evening, when his mother and younger siblings went to bed, he would do just that, run his finger across the streak, make a wish over the full moon and hopefully, in an instant, he would be upon it!
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Ever since he could remember, young Norbert wanted to travel to the Moon. Now, after discovering a magical wishing stone, he gets his chance to travel there, but little does he know that the moon is inhabited by creatures called Tuuns and he himself will be transformed into one. Amongst the Tuuns, Norbert will get wrapped up in an adventure so thick, you'll have to cut it with an axe!
Coming this April to DZ's Moon of Toons!
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Happy 10th anniversary to these evil hellions! The name has since been changed to "Darklies" for obvious reasons and because I believe it just rolls off the tongue better.
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The Great Green St. Patrick's' Day Photo Dump. All the froggy, ferny cabbage colored critters I've created over the years.
Green's the color of spring and green can be cool and friendly like. And green can be as big as an ocean or important like a mountain or tall like a tree!
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