Fantastic Blognanza!

If you haven’t heard of Tolky Monkys yet: Shame on you, go check out the site immediately. As you should know, the idea of these T-shirts are cute little heroes who all have a story about them. To be read on the site and on labels attached to T-shirts.

Now here’s where you come in: Above you see a future inhabitant of Tolkyworld of whom we know nothing yet. Now look at him: what do you think is his name, what special attributes, talents and qualities does he have, what history does he have …. ? Hint: the site says he’s a bear, I would have identified him as a badger or a mole at first. Maybe he’s even some animal we haven’t heard of yet. Up to you. In a world that is crowded with undie loving raccoons, self-cutting Japanese octopus chefs, living eyeballs and one-eared revenge seeking rabbits nothing is too weird.

Post your ideas in the comment section. There are two prizes for best name and best story, and both of them are awarded with a Tolky Monky new collection package containing four items. Yummy. Plus: 2 surprise T-Shirts will be given out amongst all peeps who participate here. Easily earned tees, isn’t it? The twenty best names will get printed on the shirt label.

I’ll go ahead with my idea to see what this could look like:

Breakdancing Benny

The problem of Benny was that he was just plain stupid… well, it was not really a problem for him. He has always been getting along with people, was always friendly, he was just a bit slow on the uptake. So he didn’t really understand all the flak he had to take at school. But since he concluded that this was none of his fault he got along. But, boy, he loved music.

One day when he walked past his school he saw a bunch of other kids doing breakdance in front of a loud ghettoblaster. He started to twitch immediately and it was not half a minute that he’d broken into a fierce dance. Everybody was staring at him - they had never seen such funny movements. But since his St. Vitus dances always gathered a lot of attention once he started them he was allowed to join the breakdancing gang. Two years later he was discovered by a rap band that took him on tour as a sort of mascot. Like Leroy at The Prodigy - no real use, but fun to look at and thus a part of the gang. So he found himself dancing to the beats he loved every evening, much cheered at. He even took occasional objects thrown at him, because deep inside, he knew he was now cool.

Pretty average, huh? I’m sure you can do better.