We find our heroes cast adrift, playthings of the sea! Will the waves be merciful to their plight?
Oh, Jeff, we've been floating in this ceaseless liquid expanse for ages! Will we ever again see our homes?
Uh...dude, the shore is, like, right over there. We've only been out here for an hour.
Oh! To be scorched by the sun! To be surrounded by water, yet unable to drink! Is this the trial of Ancient Mariner, who struck down the gull at sea? Oh, pitiable fate!
Wait a minute...what the fuck?!
Note: I never said our heroes weren't dumbasses.
Oh, my sweetest friend! I swear, before you waste away, my flesh is yours to devour! I swear...
The water was ankle deep THE WHOLE TIME!!!! I listened to your whiny ass for nothing! I'm outta here!
Miranda the Space Laboratory has arrived at Earth, and she and our hero have parted ways; she has returned to her home amongst the stars, while our hero...
The pulchritude of this world is more than I could ever imagine! Fathomless beauty surrounds me, so intricate that I can never comprehend it all!
So wonderful is this place...this forest. Here I can be with my photosynthetic predecessors, the innovators of terrestrial life...
P...p...please! Don't harm me! I'm just a little robot! Cruel destiny! After all of my struggling to reach the earth, I am about to be destroyed before I can enjoy all of its beauty!
Hey! Calm down! I'm no monster!
...?...
I'm a genetically engineered organism. My nuclear DNA is a hybrid of Dendrobates azureus and Dionaea muscipula. I'm a Frowler, a frog/flower hybrid, created to be the most lethal living weapon ever!
That's the craziest fucking thing I've ever heard!
Well excuse me, mister "Don't harm me! I'm just a little robot!"
Mr. Lorax, will you teach me the ways of sustainable living? Can you teach me how to melt into the shadows of the forest?
...You're a robot. What's to learn? In all honesty, the best way for you to live here is to not interfere in everyday life cycles of the organisms here.
...Yep, that's what I've had to do...since I can photosynthesize and eat flies, I don't do a lot of damage...
...SHIT! He's back! I thought I taught him last time to stay away from this forest!
Our hero and his comrad, Lorax the Frowler, are faced with a shadowy minacity...
That son of a bitch! He brought a whole demolition crew!
Oh, terrible consternation! How shall we endure the ravages of your nemesis?
Easy. We'll crack his fucking skull in.
Yeah! We'll...hey, what?...um...isn't that drastic?
This guy wants to plow through this forest and destroy everything in his path! His persistence is incessant, never ending! He must be stopped, and this is the only way!
Mortified by the prospect of killing again, our hero can only stand aside as Lorax faces off against his mysterious antagonist!...
So, you've decided to return! I thought you had learned your lesson last time I thrashed you. This time I will leave you incapacitated and beyond repair!
Well, if 'n it ain't ole' Lorax! Wha' 'chu doin' har on my next grazin' pasture?
You fiend! I'll tear you limb from limb!
Bo-ah', I'm a lookin' to hawg tie yer freak ass and feed ya to muh trailer trash wife!
What the hell is going on here?
This "Village People" reject just said fightin' words! I'm about to use my ultimate attack!
...the battle has ended! Alas, Atropos, or Morta, or whoever possesses the cruel hand of fate, has cut the twine of Lorax's life! Now our hero must face the sinister cowboy alone!
No! Merciful heavens no! You've vaporized Lorax!
Well, hoo-dawgies! If 'n ole' Lorax didn't have himself a bitch to back his weak ass up!
Oh, Lorax...if only it didn't have to end like this...
Quit 'cher belly achin'! Yer about to join him...IN HELL!
Allow me ta introduce muhself. I'm Rich A. Texan! My hobbies include cutting down South American rainforests for grazing land, and feeding cattle on said land hamburgers from McDonalds!
Okay. So what is this about? Why is my subconscious addressing me while my ass is getting kicked?
Well, considering that I am in charge of your most basic of functions, I'm really more like your pons, or maybe your medulla oblongata...or like your brain stem...
Dammit! I don't have time for this!
I'm here to upload a new program sequence into your conscious mind. Since your laser attack isn't working, I've unlocked this other offensive weapon.
A new attack? How do we know it will work?
We don't. You've got the hardware and the software, though, so it's worth a shot.
Relying on the power of his sadness and the prime directive deep within, our hero has unleashed the attack "Machine Gun Blues" to smite the nefarious Rich A. Texan. Is it truly over?
Well, Mr. Texan, looks like you weren't fast enough for a constant spray of ammunition!
*Cough* *Sputter*...you think yer done with me? Ah've gawt news fer ya...the road to hell is paved with Republicans. An' ah'll be th' one grabbing your ankles! Haha..ha...*sputter*
Okay...what you just said...that scared the shit out of me.
Why, thank ya kindly! *sputter* Oh, and before I die...Corrupt Lumberjack Guild! Avenge my death!
How can they avenge your death if you aren't dead yet?
Errr...can't hear ya, I'm dying! *cough* *blood vomiting noise*
...Oh no! The Corrupt Lumberjack Guild!...why are they all dressed like Confederate soliders?
Thar the varmint is! Let's get 'im, ya'll!
*Squee*! Monsters!
C'mon, ya pansy bot! Ah jest wanna stab ya in yer face!
Whall, now whut?
Whalp, I reckon we get ta destroying this irreplaceable old growth rain forest so's we can waste the lumber and turn the land into a pasture that will be useless within a decade!
All life depends on death. Life is built upon death.
...but the world of man is death heaped upon death. Nothing heals. Nothing grows.
Only hungry, selfish hands groping for comfort and longevity. Convenience at any cost. What is the point in living forever if the world you live in is in ruin?
Hey there! I'm Parry, the Parasaurolophus, and this is my buddy, Terry...
No. Stop right there.
What? What is it?
This has been done before. The only difference is that I'm not a Carnotaurus. This is ripped right off of Bloodysteak.com. What, am I supposed to eat your head now?
...so then I came to the conclusion that love is really about ownership. About holding on to someone and never letting them go. About controlling them.