The Blog Archive
An archive of Wonder's blog from his previous website in which he arrived in Splatsville and began his journey. The content has been updated in some areas. Since he liked telling stories, the format has been kept largely the same, with some of my own additions.
ACT 1
Alluring Arrival- Wonder and Clove arrive in Splatsville and begin their new lives.
09/09/22 - Into The Fire
I'm trying to remember... this weird dream. I was lost in a space I can't see, but I can remember something so clearly. That sound, that gentle sound... a music box that spun and whirred and brought a flicker to my mind, or something. Someone was holding it out to me, but I couldn't reach. She spoke to me, a voice I've never heard. It was calm, reassuring, caring. Unfamiliar. I kept reaching toward the noise of the small blue box in the person's hands, but I woke up before I could. Maybe its this goddamn stuffy train that made me see something like that. Maybe I should track my dreams more, too.
But yeah, here we are. YAY to the Splatlands, and all that. We've done this so many times, I can hardly give much of a shit. This train is full of people I don't know, but that doesn't interest me. You know what, I'd say it makes me downright nervous. Somehow, even after every place we've been, I can't help but feel like this time will be the time. But it never is, is it? I guess I'm just supposed to run in circles until I die. Clove seems to have found her friends she told me about though, so at least she's having fun all by herself. She came in all moody about being ready to roll when we get there and rushed back to her buddies. So right now it's just me and the fellas that got on at the last stop. You know, I always wondered what they were thinking. The jellyfish, I mean. They don't boast and take pride like Inklings do, but they run the whole world (pretty much). I wonder if it ever goes to their heads? I read a lot of stuff online about them being some sort of hivemind, all connected across the countries of the world. I'm not really sure if I buy it personally, but I don't think I'd want to live like that. Makes me feel a little bad for the dudes.
I don't have much to report other than that. We're stopping in Splatsville soon, the heart of the Splatlands, or whatever. The land of Chaos, is that it? The nwhy's the whole place a dust bowl? There's hardly a damn thing near here as far as I can see. The city seems fun at least, if not a little too much. But I'll have to set foot there for myself to really know. Goddamn! I'm bouncing my leg like hell. How... why am I always so scared of this? Nothing is gonna change. We're gonna set up shop for a few months before something goes sideways and we have to leave. That's how it'll always go, how it'll always happen. I'd bet on it...