The Jonicles - Entry 12
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Note: This is the twelfth entry of The Jonicles, hence why the date does not match when this is being posted. This was written back in June of this year before I started this blog, and there will be errors or developments in how this series was being written. Please enjoy (or don't enjoy) the twelfth entry of The Jonicles!
It is currently the 16th of June, 2022 at 8:10 am. It's a Thusday, and what's even more special is that Garfield (at least, the Garfield as we know him...) has his birthday coming up on Sunday!! Today also marks #29 of my Jon Arbuckle hyperfixation. I'm almost at day #30 and that frightens me.
You know, this whole fixation on Jon Q. Arbuckle has lead to me seeing some pretty weird things, kinda like that image up above. It's the Garfield fandom, after all. Lasagna Cat, Gorefield, Bad Monday Simulator, r/imsorry jon, Garfield Minus Garfield, I've seen it all, babey.
But, even after all that, there are still some things that break me, and just yesterday when I was looking through the Jon Arbuckle hate blog (yes, that exists and it's hilarious, even as a Jonniseur) I found a reblog of a post from someone I forget the name of who described an experience with a dream they had, a specific detail that they had remembered in that dream. Included in that post was this image of an entity I only know as simply "Turnip Jon".
Turnip Jon. Turnip Jon. Turnip. Jon.
There are so many weird fucking drawings and art pieces I've seen of Garfield and Jon. I've seen art where Jon has some sort of orange fungi sprouting from his body, I've seen art where the roles are reversed and now Jon is Garfield's pet, heck, back in 2017 I binge-watched a bunch of fanmade Garfielf videos which all led up to the reveal of Garfield being a supreme, godly being featuring a mashup of Garfield openings X Waters of Megalovania. So many drawings, so much fanfiction, so many shitposts...
But even still, nothing prepared me for Turnip Jon. The pure simplicity mixed with absurdity still truly perplexes me even hours after I first saw that image. Look at him. Just look at him. The sheer image of him is enough to break someone. It's so weird. He's so weird looking, his plump turnip body with that smug ass smirk like you know this man is up to something michievious. And those eyes. Those half-lidded, seductive eyes of his he has. And to think, someone dreamt him. Someone's deep, complex, intelligent subconscious created his entity and put it into existence in this person's mind. It created the perfect being. How. How do you even do that.
They then go on to explain Turnip Jon's known abilities, of which he has two. He is able to hover above ground by using his leaves as a propeller, an astounding evolutionary trait that no turnip has seen before. He is also able to shapeshift, specifically into one of those spinny turbine thingies you see on top of houses. An evolutionary masterpiece and an effective house coolant system. He is truly the best being. Nothing can top him.
And for what purpose? Why does he exist? What is his duty in this world? Why does such a perfect being, a being that is a mix of absurdity and hilarity, deserve to live in this flawed, horrible chaos that is this mortal coil? What is his purpose? What has he seen in his life? Why, despite all the wars, all the pain, all the hatred, do we still deserve this unsung entity? Maybe he is not the entity we deserve, but he's the entity we need in this world.
And it gets deeper. Is there a Turnip Garfield? A Turnip Odie? Turnip Liz perhaps? Mayhaps even Turnip Lyman? How many Turnip Jons exist in this world? Where did he come from? Why, out of all the turnips in the world, does he have the power to fly and shapeshift? Can Turnip Jon shapeshift into other objects? Is he edible? What is his origin story? Is this turnip form simply a primal form or is it Jon's most powerful one? Is... Is Turnip Jon God!?!?!?!?
Folks, there are many questions I have about this fantastic little sponge here, but even after all this, maybe we'll never know the truth. Maybe the truth is not ours to know. But even knowing that, we can at least have the comfort of knowing this one thing.
Turnip Jon is perfection. Turnip Jon is incredible. He's so simple yet he's so... amazing. He only has two abilities yet it feels like he could do anything in the world. He's so absurd yet so charming and he's so memorable. He's so dumb yet has so many complexities to him. And you know what? I love Turnip Jon. All my homies love Turnip Jon. I love his little veggie form, his smug little face and his adorable leaves. I love imagining him hovering mid-air and smacking his face into a wall repeatedly. He's so... good...
Turnip Jon, I welcome you with open arms into both my insane-in-the-membrane brain and into my heart, as all Jons go to. You are perfection, you are absurdity, but most importantly, you are Jon. Enjoy your stay, my man. My skrunkly, tiny, stupid turnip man.
Turnip Jon is love. Turnip Jon is life.
Last edited at 8:44 pm. Long school day!
God, that least line is just... so cursed. If you know, you know, but if you somehow don't... I send my condolences.
Anyway, Turnip Jon is probably one of the funniest things I have seen on this godforsaken website. He's so funny looking, he's so weird, and oh my goodness it took me a literal hour to find the original source of the image for this entry. I thought I had it bookmarked but I didn't, I went through so many reverse image searches and came up with nothing an the only way I found it was by painfully scrolling through the Jon hate blog to find it again. Very elusive of him to just hide in there like that.
And yes, Turnip Jon is still as perplexing and just... unbelievable to this day. He's just..... so weird, man. I love him. He's fantastic. Yes, this entry is written in a slightly satirical fashion and I exaggerate some things, but I genuinely find Turnip Jon to be such a perplexing creature. He's just so..... I don't even know, magical? Yeah, magical.
(i also apologise in advance to the original poster of turnip jon, i' just find him to be so fucking funny i'm sorry)
Cheers,
Your Local Jonnoisseur
Posted on the 22nd of July, 2022 at 8:30 pm. We're getting close, fellas.
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