Unibouzu

G’day, mates! Picture this: disaster, like an ancient Chinese saying goes, comes right out the mouth. And wouldn’t’ you know it, for our underwater attention-grabber Unibouzu, disaster struck when fate decided to swipe his mouth right off his face. Let me take you back to the ’80s Cold War, the era of Genesis videos with a hint of politics and Ronny Reagan running the show. A sneaky Russian sub, cruising near sunny Brisbane, met its maker in a most Aussie way.

Nature pulled a wild one – the sub got tangled in the jaws of a massive 200-foot Great White shark, the biggest of its kind. Two supersonic missiles smacked into the sharks last set of gnashers, setting off a blast that took out both predator and Commie craft alike. The sub sunk to the ocean floor, leaking plutonium and turning the nearby sea life into bloody mutants.

Now, let me introduce you to a bloke named Hamish, a ankle biter navigating his childhood in Sydney. Hamish was your classic geek, always picked last, snorting when he laughed, and enduring solitary meals in the school cafeteria. His pariah status stemmed from his profound fascination with oceanic critters, collecting sand dollars, starfish, and jellyfish, while harboring dreams of establishing a museum dedicated to the elusive Portuguese Man O’ War. Alas, his incessant prattle about marine biology and aquatic wonders isolated him further, leaving him branded as a real sprog, a whacker, as his peers would mockingly call him.

Fast forward to high school, Hamish copped more grief from the footy players. One day. after a particularly nasty run-in, he hit the beach to find peace in his science-fair tide pool project. There, a bright red sea urchin caught his eye, but a prickly encounter left him dazed and transformed. By some inexplicable twist of destiny, the urchin, meeting the radioactive leftovers from the Russian sub, turned Hamish into a sea urchin-like creature.

So, Hamish turned into Unibouzu and set sail for the States, lured by Kaiju Big Battel— those superstar monsters he found online. Hoping to ditch his geeky past, Unibouzu’s jokes and camaraderie fell flat among his new Big Battel mates.

Sadly, Unibouzu struggled in the kaiju scene, snubbed by Dr. Cube’s crew, rejected by the Heroes, and laughed at by Team Space Bug. Hanging with the Kaiju Rogues didn’t help. His need for approval and flashy antics just pushed him further away. Turns out, mate, no one likes a hoon.

Unibouzu’s tale is a lesson, a reminder that your true self can’t be hidden by theatrics and desperate grabs for acceptance. Belonging, in this wild world of monsters and scraps, comes from being true, not from showing off for a moment of praise. Unibouzu keeps on hunting for acceptance, not realizing it’s not in the big displays but in embracing his true self.