#balan wonderworld au

[artscheese]

These two clowns together for my au!!

(Also a bit of a revival of the Vincent key art)

[memoriesofwonderworld]

✨Dance with you✨

[pawsometoons]

Some editing and style replication practice because I started thinking about the Hydenborn BWW Au again

I gotta work on it again at some point and make lore for Tai

Maybe at some point when I get storytelling motivation again

[hydenborn-balan-pawsometoons]

The Maestro of Mystery waved goodbye to Emma Cole and Leo Craig, watching them leave, both with happy hearts. He soon removed his hat to wipe away the remaining tears in his eyes, before looking down at the tear he shed.. He picked it up and held it to his heart and sighed.

"What an adventure this was.. To think it had to end so soon... Emma and Leo, I shall never forget you..."

Balan was already thinking back on the adventure he shared with the two children who had recently just departed from Wonderworld... Once again, Balan was alone with his thoughts in his theater, somewhat disappointed that things had to end as quickly as they did.. Then again, a lot of them would end as quickly as they started. It's become a routine.. a repetitive one at that... Either way, he knew another adventure would be just beyond the horizon! In which he was correct! Except... this adventure would not be one that he'd expect...

Down in the depths of the Negati's realm, Lance was still trying to fight back the forces of Wonderworld's force of Balance. If there were two positive sides present in Wonderworld, it could fall apart and dissapear! So no matter what, there always would have to be a Negative and Positive force in Wonderworld. That being the Maestros... but Lance wasnt so quick to give up this time...

"I.. Can't live like this for much longer... Balan... he needs to know the truth... H-He needs to remember.. his past... his youth!.."

Lance dug deep into his heart, where he has kept the most deepest and darkest fears of others.. the pieces of the hearts of many... Including Balan's.. but how could this be?... How could the Maestro that was meant to heal the hearts of others, be missing pieces of his own and had never noticed?... Only Lance knows for sure.. but now he's become desperate. He no longer wants to reprise this role, or let Balan meet the same fate! From the deepest pits of Lance's heart, he painfully pulled out the missing pieces of Balan's own heart!

"Please Balan.. let your heart become anew... Now is your time to remember, there is so much more to you... For my final waking moment as the Maestro I used to be, I plead... Just forget about me... JUST BE FREE!!!"

Lance tossed the pieces as hard as he could, sending them flying up and up and up and out of the Negati's realm. The light of the glimmering shards was the last thing Lance would see before he was engulfed by the Negati once more.

Before Balan would know what hit him, a sharp and quick sting would pang at his heart and mind. The missing pieces of his heart reached him as his mind began filling with memories he had long forgotten... the entire life that was taken from him in an instant at such a young age... Balan could feel his heart beating hard and fast... He couldn't understand why he was remembering all of this... His old home, Hyden.. An Island hidden from the rest of the world. A place he couldn't even begin to think how he could possibly go back to.. His family and his life as a prince.. The prince of the Balance Element... But most painful of all... How his family was taken from him by a tyrannical leader of Chaos... As unexpected as these memories were.. It made him realize... There was more to his life than this theater.. there was more than just Wonderworld. There was a world that was waiting for him.. a world that needed him... but he had no clue how to get back... But... he had to try.

This would begin a new chapter in the life of the Maestro of Mystery. The beginning of his search for his old home. But not only that... He wanted to save Lance... If Lance was the one who hid away the dark memories of others, he must have hidden Balan's aswell. If these memories were returned to him, Lance but still be there somewhere! The real Lance! If theres a possibility that Balan can find his own home, there's a possibility he can save Lance aswell! There just has to be a way. And Balan will find that out... And thus would begin Balan's new adventure. His quest to find his new home, and to save Lance from the forces of the Negati. Of course, this meant he would have to explore from outside his theater, in which he's not very used to or dressed for.. But he doesn't really have any other outfits.. But perhaps removing a few layers will be enough. And so he did just that. Perhaps he wasnt much of a Maestro of Mystery anymore.. but a Healer of Hearts. Healing the hearts of others along the way of his new journey.

Balan Wonderworld Hydenborn AU

Prologue (You are here) - Next

[vincentask]

Shadow In The Mirror

A little one shot that I've added with interactions with Leo and Vincent and how they met, it's not in the chapters order but something I just wrote for the fun of it.

After some time in the Clocktower Kid’s stage, Leo went inside one of the clock towers. Inside, there were mechanical parts of a clock, but some had mirrors in various corners.

Leo knew immediately what to do after visiting Madam in the Mansions stage, but before he could steel himself from the mirror, he saw his reflection. It started to deform into another reflection. He saw an unfamiliar form, it was a form just like balan’s but… much different, until he started to recognize it.

Memory Theif—!

“You—!” Leo pointed at the reflection “You're the one that Balan was talking about..”

“Ah, Balan too?” Memory Thief gasped in mock fright, “Correct, correct, but such a shame! I thought we were on the same team, why put me on blame?”

“You're the one who is stealing all of the memories! And you're also using Detective as well! Let her go this instant!” Leo protested.

Memory Thief formed in another mirror, “Goodness, there is not much that you understand. But do trust me, Detective is in safe hands!” 

Well that didn’t help, It felt like he was hiding something…

“I don’t believe you…” Leo said in disbelief.

Before Leo could protest back, Memory Thief's reflection disappeared as his chuckle echoed in the Clocktower inside.

“Now don’t go underestimating me, Leo. While we both know that Wonderworld is in danger, you should know that I’m not some sort of stranger.” 

His shadow was now forming around the walls, circling  menacingly inside the Clocktower. Leo, terrified of what he was seeing crouched down to the ground, not knowing what to do.

“The fragmented hearts in what you seek, are as easy as taking a peek. I seek no vengeance or take anything for pleasure. Memories are just like treasure; seeds in a garden if you will."

Leo was frightened and confused what did he mean seeds in a garden? He also felt something in his heart.... something.....

"The seeds in a garden, they've all been sown and watered. In the end they've bloomed in a flower, so elegant and foreshortened. It's like harvesting balance, give it some patience and a chance."

The words, they were so nonsensical to him, they almost sounded like poetry, a lullaby. It made Leo’s heart for some reason feel very warm as if he needed to hear that, he didn’t feel fearful anymore. But he resented the feeling, as if something was holding him back from feeling this way. 

Memory Thief picked up this feeling, “But you.. my boy, you have doubt do you…?” He formed back into the reflection in the mirror, with some softness in his voice.

“What…?”

“You doubt yourself, your friends, this doubt is pulling you further and further. Trapping and spiraling youself into dancing as it seems an eternity. No care in the world, but just you and dancing cheerlessly..” The Theif said nonchalantly, yet with some softness in his voice.

“How did you know this..?!” 

“Hehe~, well they don’t call me a Memory Thief for nothing~!” He said with a wink, he was just as annoying as Balan, a little wiser as well.

He twirled around a drop like a coin, reflecting Leo’s memory, one where he had an argument with his friends.

“Hey that’s—!” Leo gasped and pointed out. 

“Ah, ah, ah!” He caught the drop midair and magically put it in his pocket, “Now before you go grabbing your dirty hands into this, I have put this into good use! Drops are not something to be meddled with, and I will tell you more in a bit if you find clues!~” He said playfully, as if it was some kind of game. 

"You jerk! Give that back-!"

He was giggling in a childish manner as if gesturing, catch me if you can!

Leo, with annoyance, tried to run and catch the Thief before the mirror he ran into morphed as he entered into another room in the Clocktower.

“Hehe~! Good luck, dear flower!” The Thief echoed in the room.

Leo was blinded by confusion and frustration as the man just disappeared out of the blue in the mirror, he processed on what that thief was just saying.. seeds in a garden? Growing into a flower? Now what did he mean by that... that man was more mysterious to uncover than anything.

As much as Leo found him menacing and annoying, Leo thought the other part that he struggled, and took it as words of advice as he moved on with his journey to save Clocktower Kid, letting it burn in his mind as he moved on.

[gio-scrabbles]

🏳️‍⚧️Trans Day Joy!!!!🏳️‍⚧️

Here’s some art I did during Easter Trans Day of Visibility with Joy. I forgot that I didn’t post this here, so now is definitely the best time to do so.

[alex-frostwalker]

After posting this

New short AU just dropped

🌟Costume Fusion AU💞

In some sort of incident in Wonderworld/Theater. The Inhabitants got fused with their main costumes.

It's like that Semi Corruption AU but it's the Costumes instead, not the Negati Bosses

[bwwfourhumorsau]

What is everyone’s stance on theater curses (like the Macbeth curse), are they real or not?? 🤔👀

[coziroses]

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[chaoseclips]

Do you Believe in Magic?

Finally drew something for my Balan/The Sound of Magic au again!🦋✨

[pinkyhaert]

Screenplay and scriptwriter art dump 2 from the bww server. Ft. My friends ocs + Fanart )

( @memoriesofwonderworld / @aratlesbian / bluesquiggs on Discord. (Idk their socials.)

[artscheese]

*slam dunks this* I FINALLY FINISHED MY FAN FIC FOR MY AU LETS GOOOOO

Ummm it’s super duper long and most of the events take place in the novel so please enjoy!!

(Fan Fic under cut)

[memoriesofwonderworld]

—It has many names due to the legends that the inhabitants create, but I know it as Doppelganger, it is the last thing you will see before you lose your life. . .That is why you should not approach it.

—But Balan, why does something so dangerous exist here?. . .

[joshth647]

So I've been thinking of reworking my Sonic Wonderworld AU AND possibly giving it a better name but I'm... kinda out of unique name ideas at the moment. I want to hear you guys' opinions on what I could do.

ANYWAY knock, knock, it's ya favorite boy Knuckles... in a maestro outfit.

Figured I'd drop the cover for my AU, too!

[agentpink64]

Maestro of positivity and Maestro of negativity

The maestro of positivity and the maestro of negativity are the two that manage the theater.

Their job is to help the humans that enter through the doors of the theater.

The two of them are counterparts of each other. Comedy and Tragedy.

Only one of them remained during the cataclysm. He was left to protect the wonderworld without the help of his top-hat-wearing partner. But the two of them are reunited during the final fight.

Their names are Balan and Lance

And here's the textless version of their portraits

[vincentask]

Balan WonderWorld: Tale of Two:

Interlude

Author’s Note: This all takes place in the events in the Balan Novel. No spoilers of the novel, but it’s best if you read the novel first hand! :]

This is also a repost; so some things in the canon may look different from the original!

The stage was a quiet, little city in which a stage prop-like crescent moon lightened blissfully of a fake night. It was adorned with little shopping centers and a beautiful plaza fountain, which on top had a statue of a swordsman. The grinning man, along with The Fighter on his side, looked around the dream-like plaza. Fighter couldn’t shake her head off the eeriness of the mannequins with the many and multiple sizes that had a variety of clothes on them. One was a frilly dress, another a simple suit, most had sheets covered on them as if they were ghosts. One after one, each mannequin looked uncanny and stranger as they progressed from the stage. 

“...Balan?”, Fighter asked.

  The Grinning Man turned to the side of Fighter.

“Why are we here again…?”

The man sighed, as if he heard this many times. He knew she was getting anxious with this stage, so it was best to reassure her:

“This stage that you see right now may be ordinary, but it is not what it seems on the contrary…” The Grinning Man says, as if trying to solve a mystery.

Fighter gulped, this wasn’t a good sign.

The Man trials off in rhymes again as he was thinking to himself; “Now I could’ve sworn I’ve seen this stage before. The mannequins, the towns, the swordsman on the fountain… it’s all too familiar what we have to restore…”

Restore…? Restore what?! Fighter thought. That maestro, he’s always aloof with what he says in his actions and words. Fighter thought it was best not to ask him, not only he hates questions being repeated, but he was in his thoughts again.

Whatever was going on, they kept going until Fighter stopped and looked at the brick sidewalks, they were all this beautiful wood-orange, not those sidewalks that she’s seen from her city. Until she saw something glisten in the sidewalk.

…A drop…?

Those drops were everywhere in everyone's stages with Fighter’s adventures with the Grinning Man. Many had different varying colors, one pink, blue, gold, red … the colors were endless! The man even told her once that they represented the emotions of each person's heart. Some say they were stolen, or lost.

Her curiosity took over her as she picked up the drop. It was beautiful, it glistened rays on her face of all of the colors of the rainbow, until she caught a glimpse of…a shadow. Fighter’s eyes widened as she narrowed them down to see what she actually saw. 

A figure of a little girl just like her. She had brownish-blueish hair that was stylised with low dropping pigtails. She wore a white summer blouse and jean shorts with leggings. She was probably around her age, maybe younger than that. Fighter couldn’t recall what she was doing, but it looked like she was in her room and she was… sewing? Drawing? Whatever she was doing, a woman came into the room. Fighter assumed it was her mother, maybe it was to check on what she was working on…?

As she watched the memory go by like a movie, the mother and the girl seemed to look at her, then she started to see the shadows, the visions in her mind.

She gasped and dropped the memory drop in her hand. 

She saw a vision of a swordsman, his cavalier hat drooping down where there was a shadow on his face and you could only see his eyes on his hat band, just like The Grinning Man. Unlike the The Grinning Man however, he didn’t seem to carry that theatrical grinning smile. His hand band was also adorned with these beautiful feathers as well. He also had a suit that had two puffy shoulders and two long tail coats behind his back. He also wielded a sword that possessed a ribbon right around it. Beside him, there was that little girl that Fighter saw in the drop, except her hands had a pleading side, was she trying to tell them to save her? Save Wonderworld? Help them? What?

As the visions went away, Grinning Man caught the drop just in time before it hit the ground, as if this was expected to happen to her.

“Be very careful on dropping these, dear Emma!” Balan said with his wide grin, 

“These drops are delicate and could easily break if you are not careful enough.

One mistake, and all of the memories you seek will be rough!”

Emma tried to gain all the information she just witnessed from the visions. The girl, the swordsman that looked just like Balan, and why did the woman and girl stare back at her in the drop? What could all of this mean? Wonderworld was always a strange place, but she had so many questions that she wanted to ask Balan.

“Ah, so you saw those visions..?” asked Balan as if he could read her mind.

Emma nodded slowly, Balan kneeled at her level.

“And you saw the girl and the swordsman that looked just like me, correct?” Balan was in full detective mode, he wanted to make sure that Emma saw what she actually saw.

Emma nodded faster, determined to find answers on this mysterious duo.

This is all the Balan wanted to know;

“Now, that was none other than Detective and The Memory Thief. Nobody knows who they are and what their business is here. Nor Lance or I know, for they would always disappear.”

Emma listened, taking all of the information that she could process. 

As Emma looked at the drop to see the reflection again, it was gone! Her eyes widened with surprise as she then looked behind her to see all of the other drops that were laying as well. As soon as she tried to pick up another drop, Balan put his hand on her shoulder to stop her. 

“Little one, I believe it is best if I took care of them. Those memories are too precious to handle like a gem. One crack and it could easily damage one in an instant!”

Emma was at unease with this thought, one crack could damage that memories. It could mean that someone, or perhaps Detective, could easily forget her memories by just a crack from this gem.

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At the corner of Emma’s eye, she saw that the statue of the swordsman from the plaza was gone in a blink of an eye. Strange things had always happened in Wonderworld so she shrugged it off until she thought she saw the vision of the girl from the drop in the corner of an alleyway.

…Detective…?

The vision, or detective, looked like she was caught in the act as she ran in the other direction. Part of Emma wanted to talk to her as she ran up trying to catch her.

  “Hey! Wait!” Emma yelled, but as soon as her hand tried to touch her shoulder, Detective vanished in an instant.

On the other side of the alleyway, she saw the exact swordsman with the long tailcoats. With shock across her face, she ran to catch the swordsman, who vanished in front of her eyes as well. 

Emma once saw the Detective again as she ran straight out of the alleyway and chased her down until..

“HEY! COME BACK HERE YOU-“

Balan said with a booming voice as he was chasing the Memory Thief, the swordsman snickered when he disappeared as if taunting him.

Both of the two made a big chase all over the stage, failing to catch them at hand.

“Oof!” Both knocked each other and fell down on the ground.

“Are you alright, dear Emma?” Balan lifted up from the ground and held out his hand to help her up.

“Ugh, yeah I’m wondering the same as you…” Emma said as she rubbed her head.

“Hmm, well I believe this adds more mystery into our hands. What are they trying to hide…” Balan muttered and pondered.

As the two catch their breath, Balan hears a faint giggle of Detective and Memory Thief's shadowy figures, standing near a fountain as if watching their every move.

Whatever that thief had in mind, he was up to no good….