Professor: Writings, yakkity yak, translate, blah blah, with the help of my daughter.

Lillian: *movie star smile*

Werther: Mmm… wood.

Professor: Now, if you look carefully in the journal—

Entire crowd: *headdesk*

Professor: No, it's true… this journal… such fascinating… ah, who am I kidding? Anyway, I'm going to arrange a voyage to this island.

Lillian: I had NOTHING to do with any of this.

Roxton, king of the egotistical lutaris: I think this sounds fascinating.

Lillian: *cough* this project would be NOTHING without me.

Roxton: I KNOW this sounds fascinating. I'm Roxton Colchester the third, king of the lutaris who act full of themselves. And I'd love to accompany you on this trip.

Professor: YES! SOMEBODY BELIEVES ME!

Lillian: There are going to be so many exciting new kinds of plants and trees and shrubs and OMGOMGOMG *plantspazz*

Roxton: Yeah, I love plants! Trees! Shrubs! So exciting!

Professor: Let's get going, then.

Roxton: Professor? Out of curiosity, what is this "plant" thing your daughter is spazzing about?

Professor: My guess is as good as yours. Let's go.

Later, at the pirate place

Roxton: Garin, get out of my plot! Linae, Bruno, Jacques? What are you doing? GETOUTGETOUTGETOUT!

Garin: *coughANGERMANAGEMENTcough*

Professor: Are you captain Rourke?

Rourke: No.

Professor: Sorry, then. But if you see him, tell him we've got a load of money for him if he'll take us somewhere.

Rourke: That's my special code for "Hi! I'm captain Rourke! How can I help you?

Professor: Yeah, I thought so.

Later, on the dock

Rourke: I like my ship. I don't want to steer it into a cliff. Do you know what you're doing?

Professor: Not a clue. But a delirious drifting sailor said it, so it must be right!

On the ship

Roxton: Hey, Lillian, homesick already?

Lillian: *continues plantspazz*

Roxton: So, like, what are plants?

Werther: So many boxes… *falls over*

Scrap: Um… hi?

Rourke: *WHO-ARE-YOU-AND-WHAT-ARE-YOU-DOING-HERE-sort-of-spazz*

Scrap: *puppy dog eyes*

Roxton: Let him stay, we can't go back now anyway. It's not like he's going to interfere with anything.

Werther: I'm lying on my back, injured, but nobody thinks to help me!

Roxton: The sad, sad, maybe not so sad truth, Werther, is that we don't love you.

On the deck, during a storm

Roxton: This storm is completely your fault.

Rourke: What?!

Roxton: And we're probably off course.

Rourke: Anger management, Rourke, think happy thoughts about nice things… like inflicting pain on Roxton…

Roxton: Oooh, look, dangerous looking rocks! Maybe we are on course!

Rourke: Happy thoughts, happy thoughts…

Rocks: Muahahahaha!

Hull: I am in pain…

Rourke: My beautiful ship! *sniffle* I luff my ship… Oh well… EVERYONE GITOFF!

The island

Rourke: This is totally your fault, Professor!

Professor: My fault, your problem, you deal with it.

Rourke: Fix it!

Lillian: Um… no?

Roxton: This is probably a good time to run.

Scrap: This makes me the only person fixing the ship, doesn't it?

Rourke: Yupyupyup.

The woods

Lillian: Ohemgee PLANTS!

Professor: I have a feeling something bad is about to happen…

Roxton: Well, duh.

Ravenous Monster: Hi! Wanna be friends?

Lillian: AAAAAAAAH!

Ravenous Monster: Well, you don't seem like a very friendly bunch. Bye!

Professor: That… that was…

Roxton: I know. Huge and scary and we should go right now—

Professor: I was going to say the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

Lillian: Yeah, YOU weren't standing right under it!

Professor: Maybe there are more!

Roxton: Yeah! Let's be best friends with giant, monsters, since they just tried to kill us!

Lillian: That was "trying to kill us"?

Professor: It's a method I certainly haven't seen before.

Lillian: OHEMGEE GIANT THINGY CUTE!

Roxton: I don't like you.

Lillian: Can I keep it?

Mootix: *slobbers on Roxton*

Roxton: I really don't like you.

Professor: Hey, look at that jaw!

Roxton: Mommy…

Professor: Giant bugs, blah blah blah, marvelous, incredible, blah blah blah…

Roxton: A flower for the lady?

Professor: Who, me?

Roxton: No!

Lillian: OHEMGEE PERFECT CONDITION SO RARE DEFENSE MECHANISMS PLANTSPAZZ POISENOUS TO TOUCH WHERE DID YOU FIND IT?

Roxton: Over there—what do you mean, poisonous?

Lillian: Well, if you touch it, it's kind of like poison ivy, but more severe, and usually fatal.

Roxton: AUGH! Wait, aren't you an archeologist?

Lillian: What do you do in your spare time?

Roxton: Lots of things. They just don't involve spazzing over plants.

Lillian: You're missing out.

Professor: LIKE, WOAH.

Roxton: What is that?

Professor: I don't know, let's see what Mad Tongue Murphy says.

Roxton: Let's not. We need to get inside. *Fiddles with lock*

Door: *opens*

Professor: Like, woah.

Roxton: STOP DOING THAT!


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