I’m Tazzle. I’m a shy Blort. That’s why I usually spend time mostly alone in my garden. Every day, I tend to my flowers and dream about earning magic. My story starts on the Island of Sevens. It’s a race, especially when I discover that I’m being followed, actually chased. Stay tuned.
I’m Bup. I’m Tazzle’s pet Droppie. When I’m not bouncing up and down, I’m doing back flips from the top of big rocks and tall trees. You can tell when I’m scared, because I won’t leave Tazzle’s side.
I’m Yelly. I’m a big bad Grunt. Don’t look at me that way! I’m bigger and better than you, and I’m the biggest Grunt on Grunt Island. Blorts dare to think they are smarter than me. When I smell a fresh Blort, it’s not my fault if I chase them. Let’s just say you’ll be hearing and seeing a lot more of me.
I’m Repella. I’m married to Yelly. Shocking, I know. I’ve tried to leave him many times, but he won’t allow it. When he goes berserk it’s not a pretty sight. I deal with it by obeying him and making sure he’s well fed. It at least calms him down.
I’m Snub. I’m the son of Yelly and Repella. One day, I’ll be big and all the other Grunts will bow to me. I can be as loud and selfish as I want. It won’t be long before the bumps on my head turn into spikes. You’ll see. Meanwhile, I’m learning to snort, stomp, and spit.
I’m Leggins. I love to skate. All day long. You might know me from the famous Box Step I made up. Since my win last year, I practice nonstop in my favorite spot on the Black & White Island.
I’m Smish. I may be a small Blort, but I’m a determined one. I dreamt of skating so much that when I got my first pair of skates, I tried every trick I practiced in my head. My dream is to win the Golden Rolling Championship.
I’m Sharble. I’m a pie-making Blort. I was born on the Island of Sevens, and that’s where I learned to make my famous double-decker Sevenberry pie. I eat so many pies because I make so many pies. Some are even magical.
I’m Zam. I live on Tangle Island. I live in a small cave in the jungle. I’m known for my garden of green berries that only grow on the West side of the island. I have a crush on Zim. He does not know it. Yet.
I’m Drabble. Not sure why other Blorts say I’m quirky. I admit I’m a cranky old Blort with pains in my joints. But I still can spend hours in the fields waiting for the stars to come out in the skies above Zip Island.
I’m Wizdar. I just woke up. I’m a night Blort. I live on Zip Island, but mostly underground. I helped Dabble invent the Zip pad. Without it, Blorts could not Zip across the skies like a streak in under 7 seconds.
We are Slurpants. Blorts catch rides on us to get to the different islands. Grunts do too, but they usually claim one of us and make us stay nearby in case they need us. Blorts are much nicer to us, and we often race to the shore when we see a Blort wade into the waves.
We are Tronts. We love to graze all day, and when we get hungry we bray. We roam the hills eating grass and moss. Blorts ride us every so often, but it’s the farmer Blorts who keep herds of us. Every year, there’s a contest for Blorts who train us to carry the biggest pie on their back while trotting in a race.
We are Cowflys. We sing “Buzz buzz, Moo moo” songs, and mostly live in the fields of Cowfly flowers on the Black & White Island. We also are known for helping Blorts learn their magic on the day they get to earn it.