Growing up, I loved Franklin the turtle. So much so, that we named all our family pets using that name or other derivatives of it, Frank, Franky, Francis, etc. I loved Franklin so much that to this very day I still refer to all tortoises as turtles. I loved that absolute optimism of Franklin, scared or not, he was still hopeful.
A bit far for such a whimsical show but I want Franklin to battle against the corporate overlords who are robbing everyone in the forest of their names and therefore their identity. I want him to battle against mislabelling identity, a tortoise is not a turtle. I want Franklin to fight for originality in a world obsessed with conformity. Finally, I want Franklin to speak for the environment being robbed of a voice. In short, I want Franklin to save the world with his infallible optimism.