Friday, November 30, 2018

The Chronicles of Momoberry: Entry 4

Disclaimer: Momoberry's Diaries is Junolyn's version of a Sanrio world that I built in my mind. My imagination takes me to places that I wish could exist in real life. I hope you enjoy my version of Sanrio World, where all you have to do is believe.



Entry 4: The Good Days

Before Sanrio turned my life upside down, the world was full of wonders.

It was a city bustling with energy as Sanrio had just taken over the world. Suddenly, where there was no magic in the world--- it was everywhere you went. Humans had to adapt to their world not being theirs alone anymore. They had to share it with us, characters.

They had to adjust their reality. They had been used to obsessing over us in cartoon films and on paper. Now, they had to get used to us being real. Living in their world-- er, Sanrio World.

Technology is amazing. Amazing, but dangerous. The humans did not expect that with advanced technologies came with consequences. They are the creators of life and it became their downfall as they let their greed rule every action they did. 

Like any brand that started, Sanrio had good intentions. They were good people. Like many others, greed for power and money corrupted them. Once they took over the world, all characters were given the same rights as the humans. It came with a price. The price of innocence and good.

You replace one evil, another one just steps into the role and fills it. Humans never learn from the mistakes made in the past. They continue to live life like they are the most important beings in the entire universe. Who made them special and self-entitled?

They are seen on the streets stalking their favorite Hollywood Starlets-- going about their lives as usual. Even with the new pecking order, humans believe that these characters come to life are their personal property. Like with their own race, they fight among themselves for any differences that they deem as their standard way of life.

Humans might love these characters, but they do not like to share the resources. This is the struggle for the characters come to life. It's very difficult to stay "good" in a world that won't let you. It's either be crushed or do the crushing. 



The Chronicles of Momoberry: Entry 3

Disclaimer: Momoberry's Diaries is Junolyn's version of a Sanrio world that I built in my mind. My imagination takes me to places that I wish could exist in real life. I hope you enjoy my version of Sanrio World, where all you have to do is believe.



Entry 3: Secret Room

As you have guessed it from all the rumors out there...

I am kept in a secret room like a caged animal. I was shocked that Sanrio would do this to me. To anyone. It seems like I'm not the only one caged away. I hear whispers all the time and the wailing at night keeps me up. The rooms aren't bad, but Sanrio has given orders to keep us, prisoners, isolated from each other. 

Do I sound bitter? I must be bitter because if you have ever been locked away, you would feel such resentment and hatred toward your jailers. There's this one particular neighbor that I hear singing during the day. Let me tell you that it was not a pleasant experience. 

The singing was so bad and off-key that I felt like banging my head to the wall. At least he was singing about happy days, instead of mournful songs. He was constantly singing happy tunes. On rare occasions did his songs turn sad, followed by wails of "Let me oooouttt!" 

My jailers here ignore my multiple requests for ear plugs because they don't deem it as a necessity for me. What they mean is that they won't spend a dime on me. It's how cheap they have become. Due to this, I have pleaded with Pippo to stop singing. All the pleadings have not deterred him. He continues to sing... off-key. 

Torture at it's best. 



Thursday, November 22, 2018

Happy Thanksgiving!

Hope everyone is having a great holiday season! Have fun and stay safe. Blessings. <3 br="">