You have found yourself in the deep jungles of Mystery Isle. Off in the distance you hear a strange, almost child-like cackling. A maniacal laughter. Nothing threatening, but something just strange enough to tell you that whoever is laughing is slightly off their rocker. You see a fire beyond the thick jungle foliage, and you decide to peek through. Between the fronds, you eyes catch a young island usul dancing around a bonfire, chanting and cackling. Around the fire sit island plushies of every kind. Every now and then, she picks up a plushie and dances with it, only to put it down in a new place later. She picks flowers from the branches around her and throws them into the fire, almost ceremoniously. You have to laugh. She's so adorable, yet so crazy...

...but as you do laugh, she hears you and turns abruptly, grabbing her tiki staff. A rather intimidating piece of equipment. It looks to be made from the bones of some ancient creature. She stares in your direction. Did she see you?

She tosses her head back and giggles insanely (which is only befitting of her) and chitters while grabbing another plushie to hurl at you. She then jumps at your feet and grabs you through the bushes, pulling you out in full view. She stares at you curiously for a while and then makes you dance with her. Round and round and round the fire she takes you at a dizzying pace. When you fall to the ground, she sits breathless.

It didn't work this time either. My plushies. They never come to life. I try and I try, every night. One day they will. One day my plushies will live. When they do, together we'll rid Mystery Isle of the tourists. Those tourists. They litter my island with their garbage. They wear our costumes, they eat our food, and they wake our volcanos. This is all we natives have. I have to save the island!

She gets up and starts dancing again, leaving you speechless. You almost feel sorry for her, but at the same time, you're rather amused. She might have a good cause, but that still doesn't mean she isn't 100% nuts!

The young usul darts off and comes back holding three different plushies. It looks as though she's made them herself. One is a white aisha plushie, wearing red and gold clothing. The other is a spotted kau plushie with a piece of fabric lodged in one of her hooves.

My family. You know them? They aren't natives to Mystery Isle, but they're kind to the island. I love them.

After hugging them and giggling profusely, she shows you each plushie in turn.

Varrekai. I don't see Kai much since he's in the circus. But he's good with fire. I know he'd be able to get these plushies to life!

Fabrizi. Fabbie is fun sometimes. She helps me make new plushies. Soon, I'll have a whole army!

Just when you thought she was finished showing you her plushies, but instead she carries on with her show-and-tell, bringing forth the things she likes and dislikes.

Likes	Dislikes
Tribal Staff Island Mystic Rorru Plushies	Tourism Littering Skeptics Grass Skirts

Everyone thinks I'm nuts really. Nobody wants to be friends with Tobha. It's okay. I have my plushies to tend to...

The little usul seems to be fond of you. Don't tell her you're a tourist. Maybe she won't notice. She chitters and a small toothy creature comes walking out of the underbrush. Wait...a niptor?! Aren't those dangerous?

He's not from here. I don't know how he got here, but he thinks he's a native and best of all...he bites! Island police wanted me to send him away when he bit his first tourist, but no. I keep him with me. His name is Oringo. "He who likes the hunt." Good Oringo...

You back off slowly, biding your time to run for it. An insane usul and a rabid niptor. Just what you wanted...

You make haste away from this looney, but not before stopping to pick up her button...just in case you wanted others to see her.