Issue #19
Date: September 7th, 2014
â The Popcornâ
Munch on the PHB’s pop-pop-Poptropica fan magazine!
Welcome to the 19th issue of the Poptropica Help Blog’s fan magazine, The POPCORN! This will be the penultimate issue in series 3 of our magazine collection, so if you wish to be a part of our last issue in a while, be sure to send your entries in before October 5, 2014. With that said, enjoy! đ
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Ask PHB
Weâve selected a couple of Poptropica-related questions from our e-mail inbox this month to answer⊠and hereâs what weâve got.
Hi PHB. I am having a problem on the Poptropica Avatar Studio- When my avatar popped up and I clicked on the “Save Image” button, nothing happens. And then I saw a sign under the “Save Image” button: “To save an image you must enable popups for this site. How do I enable popups? ~Super Drummer
That would depend on your internet browser. Google the instructions for enabling popups for your browser (be it Internet Explorer, Chrome, or something else), and you should be able to get the popup to save images from the Avatar Studio.
Hi there! My sister did the closed eye glitch and she turned into a boy in Poptropica. Is there a way to get her back into a girl? Please help! ~Kinza S.
You can try using the gender swap glitch listed on our PHB cheats page to turn back into a girl, but we can’t guarantee it’ll work. As for changing your appearance, find an account you want to clone and attempt the cloning glitch to copy that account’s appearance. These can be found under the instructions for the closed eyes glitch on the PHB cheats page.
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Stories
Whatâs going on in the fictional fan-created universes of Poptropica?
Jane the Baker: by Fishtail211
(author’s note: contains slight spoilers for Ghost Story Island)
Twelve hours is too muchâŠ
Janeâs eyes stared at the clock across the room, its hour hand on the eight. Her vision started to get blurry. She closed her eyes, although only for a short while. There were many instances where she accidentally fell asleep and woke up to the sound of a ringing bell.
Then again, not too many people come to The Gingerbread House bakery this late at night. The big crowd always came in the afternoon, many of the customers equipped with ghost hunting âweaponsâ. One boy even came in with a tin foil hat, claiming that he could hear ghosts with it along with his âhi-tech machineâ.
But this was ghost-hunting hour, and Magistrate Flatbottom was always peeking in the bakeryâs window during this time of the day. It always drew away customers. Sometimes Jane closed up shop, but it always ended up with a scolding from Flatbottom.
âYou know the rules of Hemlock Harbor Miss Abner,â He pointed his cane at her. âYou cannot close up shop until its actual closing time!â
She always wanted to say that rarely anybody ever came after six, but considering that the Magistrate became stricter and stricter each passing day, and since she knew he always had his suspicions about her, she decided to keep her mouth shut and nod.
It was because she was almost caught ghost-hunting numerous times, a hobby of hers which she never told anybody.
She could remember how it all started like it was a day ago.
–
It all began almost a decade before. Jane was eighteen then, just graduated high school. Her current short, dull brown hair was long and full of colorful streaks then. Acne covered her face but her heavy makeup always covered it up.
She was with her other friends, Casey and Miranda. They were always a bit nutty, however they were Janeâs friends ever since the first day of sixth grade.
The three girls hid behind The Mermaid Memorial Grave at Lot A of the Hemlock Cemetery. All three of them knew about the Cemetery Specter ever since they were little girls in light up sneakers. The ghost, cloaked in all black garments, he always left a single rose at a weathered grave each night, before disappearing in the fog.
âIâve got a camera,â Said Casey, who sat next to Jane. âWe could take a pic and send it to the newspaper and get rich,â The young woman smiled while taking out the large, old fashioned camera from her sparkly backpack.
âAre you going to take the pic?â Asked Miranda, her bright grey eyes boring into Caseyâs.
âNo,â She shook her head. âI donât wanna get caught. The sheriffâs here yâknow,â
âIâm not doinâ it either,â Miranda replied, moving a strand of black hair away from her pale face. âWhat âbout you Jane?â
Jane widened her eyes and was about to say no, until they spotted the cloaked ghost come out. Casey flung the camera to Jane. She could feel her heart beating faster and faster by the second. She nearly gave the camera back to her friend, but she knew that they would no longer talk to her, something she was afraid of.
Quietly, she stood up and held the camera shakily in her hand. Jane got a good focus of the ghost, setting the single rose in its place, until she locked eyes with the old sheriff, his body leaning on the steel gates of the lot.
The young girl dropped the camera and ran off, past the Lot. She stopped when she reached the bakery, where she spotted her mother mopping up the tiled floors.
âI knew you werenât in bed,â Her mother uttered angrily at her. Jane still breathed heavily as she dropped herself onto the wooden chair behind the counter.
âWhat crazy excuse is it today?â The mop splashed in the bucket full of water.
âMe and my friends went to Lot A of the cemetery,â Jane reached for a water bottle near her. âLooking for the ghost,â
âTell me the truth,â Her mother rammed the mop angrily into the bucket.
âI am,â Jane looked deep into her motherâs blue eyes. They wouldâve looked pretty if they werenât so tired. âI always am,â
âYou shouldnât look for those things,â Her mother sighed. âI donât want you locked up,â
âI donât like you hanging out with those girls either,â She continued on. At the same moment Janeâs grandmother came down from the stairs, her steps slow and careful. The old woman smiled at her granddaughter.
âGive her a break Marianne,â She reached down for one of the leftover hot cross buns on the table near the door. âSheâs young,â
âBut she needs to learn rules,â
âThat can come later,â Popping the bun into her mouth; she walked over to her granddaughter. âWere you out looking for the specter?â
Jane nodded.
Her grandmother smiled. âHow exciting. Let me introduce you to a friend tomorrow, then. She could help you find the ghost,â
–
The following day, Jane went on a walk with her grandmother to old house near the inn. The exterior of the house covered in rose vines, its windows broken. The door was bolted shut.
âGrandma,â The young girl looked to her smiling grandmother. âThis house hasnât been occupied in twenty years. Why did you take me here?â
âMy friend is here,â The old woman walked a few steps ahead of her. âYouâre going to meet her,â
Jane decided that she wouldnât argue and followed her grandmother until they reached a metal trap door. Her grandmother opened it and climbed in. Jane was surprised that her grandmother was not fearful of the old house, but she trusted her. Jane followed suit.
Her grandmother was already down the wooden steps when Jane noticed the stitched dolls on the shelves to the left of her. As she walked down the stairs, she continued to see more of them, along with a nice-looking dollhouse that wouldâve looked like the outside of the house if it hadnât been so worn down.
Her grandmother sat on a wooden chair, waiting patiently.
âFinally,â Her grandmother said after Jane reached the bottom of the steps. âBe a dear and push those wooden crates to the bottom of those broken stairs over there?â
After Jane had pushed the crates, they climbed them until they jumped onto the first steps, walking up until they reached a fireplace. A picture of a man and woman was hung up in front of it, the two grinning and holding hands. Jane smiled at the picture as she and her grandmother walked up another staircase and into another room.
âGo look into the telescope,â Her grandmother told her. âItâs an amazing view out there,â
Jane moved toward the telescope and looked through it, obtaining a good view of the abandoned prison and the lighthouse. She moved the telescope and saw the rest of the town, including the bakery.
As she continued to look through it, she felt a cold hand creep up her shoulder. Jane first assumed it was her grandmother, so she didnât flinch until she heard someone speak.
âAre you looking for someone?â
Jane shrieked and jumped away from the telescope, her head a few inches away from the glass window behind her. An old woman, wearing a floppy dark teal hat on top of her head, and a chunky pink necklace appeared behind her. Janeâs eyes searched frantically for her grandmother, who was nowhere to be found.
âDid I startle you?â Said the woman, a look of worry on her wrinkled face. âIâm sorry young girl, Iâm just staying in this house for my visit. I understand this is a tourist site for the ghost-hunters out there,â
Jane still looked rather scared, her chest heaving up and down. The woman sighed. âWere you with Beatrice Laskey?â
Beatrice Laskey was Janeâs grandmotherâs full name. The fact that the woman in front of her knew her grandmotherâs name made Jane calm down. But only just a bit.
âBeatrice said you were coming. We were neighbors back in the day.â Said the old woman. âOh, did I mention that my name was Fiona?â
She stretched out her wrinkly hand to shake Janeâs. What was strange was that Fionaâs hand didnât even feel like a real human handâit was almost like air. The hand shake wasnât long enough for Jane to be sure, so she dismissed it.
âNow, Iâm pretty sure that your parents must be waiting for you,â Fionaâs smile grew bigger. âMaybe one day you can bring me some cake. I miss cakeâŠâ
Fionaâs dull grey eyes drifted to the floor beneath her, a look of sadness came across her face. But her cheery smile quickly returned. âPromise?â
Jane pursed her lips together. She was always distrustful when she first met someone, but she was a friend of her grandmotherâŠ
âPromise,â
–
Jane told her grandmother about her conversation with Fiona once she arrived home.
âShe asked you to bring her cake?â Her grandmother questioned, an eyebrow raised.
âYeah,â The young girl responded, taking a bite of her motherâs egg sandwich she had made her for breakfast. âI donât know if Iâm actually going to bring it to her, she seemed too friendlyâŠâ
Her grandmother chuckled as she tore off a piece of warm bread from a loaf nearby. âHow so?â
âWell, she scared me when I was looking through a telescope nearby,â She shivered, remembering the moment. âAlmost convinced me that the ghosts in the town were actually real,â
âOh but they are, Jane,â Her grandmother nodded. âVery real,â
Jane believed that she was joking around with her; however when she looked up and saw the serious look in her grandmotherâs dark brown eyes. She didnât want to tick of her grandmother, so she kept her mouth shut.
After the tense and long silence, her grandmother cheerfully stood up from her wooden chair and walked over to her granddaughter.
âHow about we start working on those cakes, then?â
–
It wasnât until mid-afternoon when the cakes were done. Jane was grateful that the walk to the old house would only take a few minutes. She slid her skinny arms through the sleeves of her hoodie, and brushed her colorful hair. She contemplated getting rid of her many streaksâthey were too wild for the eighteen year old. Her natural color was much more duller, however. But it was one of the only standard colors that made her feel comfortable, maybe because it matched her grandmotherâs hair when she was much, much younger.
Jane twisted her hair into a high ponytail, and headed straight toward the wooden stairs outside her room. Her grandmother waited for her expectantly, a white box, usually used for deliveries, in her bony hands.
âIâm not coming along this time. The walk is too hard for me. Are you going to be alright on your own?â
Jane rolled her eyes. âIâm eighteen, of course I will be,â
She obtained the white box, and almost headed out the door before hearing her mother behind her.
âYouâre making a delivery?â Jane turned around to see her mother, her thin brown hair in a tight ponytail. âMake a deposit for me, will ya?â
Her mother dropped the fifty dollar bill onto the white box, and Jane took off, advancing in the direction of the old house.
–
âStrawberryâs my favorite,â
Jane and Fiona sat across from each other nearby a vanity in Fionaâs room. They each took a slice, and Fiona was almost done with her own.
âI didnât think you would come back,â Fiona said between bites. âThe day before when we first talked, your face was pale the entire time,â
âThat was probably because I was really scared.â Jane ate another bite of the sweet strawberry cake. âOr my makeup,â
âYou shouldnât put on that much; your face looks beautiful on its own,â The old woman contentedly took another portion of the cake.
Jane was surprised that Fiona took note of her lack of makeup. She smiled at her compliment.
âBut I donât like my pimples,â She replied. âOr my freckles,â
âDear girl, donât worry about that!â Fiona laughed heartily. âI had all those of things when I was young, but I got through it all,â
The young girl enjoyed Fionaâs abundance of glee, something she wished she had more of. Jane soon remembered a picture over the fireplace in the house, displaying a young smiling girl with a hat that looked exactly like Fionaâs, holding hands with a young, handsome man.
âAre you in that picture over the fireplace?â Asked Jane. âThe one with the man in the boater hat?â
Fionaâs usual grin grew larger. âYes, he was my fiancĂ©e,â
Jane noted how she only mentioned him as her fiancĂ©e, nothing more. âDid you ever get married to him?â
Fionaâs large beam faded away and was replaced with a stoic look. It didnât last very long, the usual grin came crawling up her face again as her eyes wandered towards the white box, presumably for another serving of cake.
The rest of their meeting was in silence.
–
Jane threw out the empty box in a nearby dumpster on her way out. She removed the fifty dollar bill from her jeansâ pocket. If she didnât deposit this before she proceeded home, Jane knew she wouldnât be allowed to go even fifty feet away from the house.
Once she entered the bank and was granted access by the bank teller to go downstairs to the vault, she hesitated before heading down there. She hoped the sheriff wasnât around, which he sometimes was, or she would be in big trouble.
She traveled down the metal steps, carefully placing one foot in front of the other. Jane squeezed her eyes shut.
âWhat are you so scared about, Abner?â A familiar voice echoed the minute Jane reached the final step.
That canât beâŠ
âJay!â Jane yelled out. She ran towards him, and they both embraced each other. Jay was a cousin of Janeâs, they were almost like brother and sister. She had almost forgotten that he had taken the sheriffâs usual post since he gained the job as a police officer.
âAw, Jane-y, I missed you,â Jay said once he broke away from the hug. âCame for a deposit?â
Smiling, she nodded. Jay happily opened the vault for her, followed by a dark brown dog, wagging his tail. Jane leaned over to pet the dog.
âAw,â The dog licked her face. âWhatâs his name?â
âRusty. He isnât much company, though,â Rusty soon escaped from Janeâs touch, and ran toward a certain spot of the floor near the vault and started to growl. Jay rolled his eyes. âHe keeps doing that! Itâs annoying,â
Jane walked over to Rusty, curious about his growling, and soon heard a loud clanging sound. She covered her ears.
âDonât you hear that?â She asked.
âHear what?â
âThe clanging. No wonder the dogâs scratching the floor.â
The police officer eyed at her with a concerned look. âJane, the only sound in here is us talking and Rusty. You okay?â
Jane bit her lip and dug in her jeansâ pocket again and handed the bill to her cousin. âThatâs my deposit. I-I think itâs just a headache thing,â
The sound faded away as she left the bank, but the noise was still very real in her head.
The Expedition: by Cool Smarticle (Clara Oswald) & friends
author’s note: I, Cool Smarticle, (Clara Oswald), did not write this script alone. A long time ago on a blog known as Poptropica Secrets, some of my friends and I made a script. But due to the dissemblance of the comments, it was never finished, and probably never will be. The comments are now reopened, but are being ranned a different way than before. Anyway hope you enjoy. :3Â
THE EXPEDITION
STARRING:
Icy Snowball
AND
Cool Smarticle
WITH
Red Lion, Fearless Owl, Brave Sky, and Sleepy Ghost
MOUNT EVEREST â DAY
DR. SNOWBALL: It is a cold day, but I am a scientist, and we are ascending Himalayan point, Mount Everest, where Hillary and Tenzing first ascended.
DR. SNOWBALL: We canât keep up. We have to keep going.
DR. BUBBLES: UhâŠâŠ? Where are we again? Mount Snowverest, what?
DR. SNOWBALL: [looks around for a map] Iâm sure I packed a map this morning⊠[feels a squishy ball in a cone-shaped object] Hey, hey, hey, ice cream for everyone! No? Okay. Maybe later. Letâs keep on track.
DR. SNOWBALL: You there, little one, what was your name again?
DR. BUBBLES: Who, me?
[DR. SNOWBALL takes a quick stop at 4,261 feet and walks over to the youngest ascender in the team.]
DR. SNOWBALL: No, the little one! Youâre bigger than the little one!
[DR. SNOWBALL heads over to the youngest one and hands him a compass.]
DR. BUBBLES: Whoâs the âlittle oneâ? Iâm hungry. Letâs go to McDonaldâs!
DR. SNOWBALL: Whatâs your name again?
JR. ICECAP: JR. ICECAP, sir. And what is this thing?
DR. SNOWBALL: Itâs my compass. It shows you what direction youâre facing.
JR. ICECAP: Wow, cool! Thank you, sir.
DR. BUBBLES: I SAID IâM HUNGRY!!!!!!!!! I WANT TO GO TO MCDONALDâS NOW!
[They all carry on. At 6,192 feet, a snowball lands on DR. SNOWBALLâs head.]
DR. SNOWBALL: This appears to be a snowball.
JR. ICECAP: How high are we?
DR. SNOWBALL: 6,192 feet.
JR. ICECAP: How high is Mount Snowverest or however you say it?
DR. SNOWBALL: 29,028.8 feet.
JR. ICECAP: That means we have to walk the remaining 22,836.8 feet!
JR. ICECAP: Hey, thereâs a restaurant at 7,000 feet! Thatâs unusual.
DR. SNOWBALL: Dr. Bubbles, have no fear. If we walk another 818 miles, weâll be at the unusual restaurant.
DR. BUBBLES: Is it McDonaldâs? I swear if it isnât, Iâm going to be ticked off! I want a⊠uh⊠10 OF EVERYTHING ON THE MENU! Wait⊠Is that Noodles and Company? No wait⊠a Chinese Restaurant?
DR. SNOWBALL: Weâre at 6,916 feet. I did not mean miles.
JR. ICECAP: 84 feet to go!
DR. SNOWBALL: Getting closer by 50 feet.
[They arrive at the restaurant. Itâs McDonaldâs and the top of the sign and roof are covered with snow.]
DR. BUBBLES: We going to go there or what? Iâm HUNGRY!
DR. BUBBLES: FINALLY, FOOD!!!!!!!
DR. SNOWBALL: This is a stop, and it looks like itâs the only restaurant on the point.
CUSTOMER: Actually, thereâs a McDonaldâs every 7,000 feet.
JR. ICECAP: If you said there were 29,000 feet, then there would be three.
DR. BUBBLES: We going or not? And stop ignoring me!
[The ascenders go inside.]
JR. ICECAP: Can I order a cheeseburger?
DR. SNOWBALL: Take your time, Iâve only got⊠[whispers] $96.
JR. ICECAP and DR. SNOWBALL: What do you want, DR. BUBBLES?
DR. BUBBLES: [screams] $96?! IâLL HAVE 10 OF EVERYTHING ON THE MENU!!!!!
DR. BUBBLES: OH YEAH!!!!
DR. SNOWBALL: Iâll order a chicken wrap.
DR. BUBBLES: Give me extra sauces for the McNuggets too!
WAITER: In that case, itâll be $96.90.
DR. SNOWBALL: Here you are.
WAITER: Thanks. You receive 10Âą in change.
JR. ICECAP: I canât wait to get out and enjoy my cheeseburger!
DR. SNOWBALL: Neither do I! What about you, DR. BUBBLES?
WAITER: Extra sauce is 10Âą.
DR. SNOWBALL: Okay, here you go. 10Âą for the extra sauce.
DR. BUBBLES: I thought you said you only had $96? Whereâd you get the 90 cents?
[The ascenders leave and eat what they got during ascending time.]
DR. SNOWBALL: Iâm broke!
JR. ICECAP: Sorry.
DR. SNOWBALL: Never mind. Weâll find more money.
JR. ICECAP: Weâre 7,009 feet. [Slides back down to 6,318 feet and goes back up to 7,009 feet, ready for them all to continue.]
DR. BUBBLES: You had extra change? You said $96, NOT 97.
DR. SNOWBALL: I found the 90Âą at 6,318 feet.
DR. BUBBLES: No. You just didnât want me to order another soda.
JR. ICECAP: This yummy cheeseburger â onions, tomatoes, lettuce and cheese on sesame seed buns!
DR. SNOWBALL: I got a Choc Swirl Frappe. Ice cream and chocolate with small pieces of ice on top!
[JR. ICECAP bites his cheeseburger and DR. SNOWBALL takes a sip of his Frappe.]
DR. SNOWBALL: Gonna eat, DR. BUBBLES? Do you know what to start with?
[Soon, the power of McDonaldâs goes out and they try to fix the back-up generator. Then, when the power went back on, everything went like crazy! The ice cream machine, the chip machine, the refill machine, everything!
That didnât worry the ascenders who kept on ascending.
At 8,901 feet, Dr. Snowball and Jr. Icecap have already just finished their meals. It was too cold for them to eat one bite after another, so they took small bites.]
JR. ICECAP: DR. BUBBLES? What are you eating now?
DR. BUBBLES: Oh, Iâll eat alright.
[At 10,000 feet, a snowball landed on Jr. Icecapâs head, caused by a woman.]
WOMAN: Sorry, I love dropping snowballs!
DR. SNOWBALL: I have a good idea, letâs roll a snowball up to the top, no matter how big it gets.
JR. ICECAP: Dr. Bubbles? [snaps fingers] Are you frozen by the cool?
JR. ICECAP: Whatâs the time?
DR. SNOWBALL: Good scientists always tell the time and have watches. Itâs 7:01 a.m.
JR. ICECAP: Donât tell me we left early in the morning?
DR. SNOWBALL: We did, not surprisingly.
JR. ICECAP: Perhaps we should keep going and see what food DR. BUBBLES is eating now. DR BUBBLES? [snaps fingers three times] Snapping fingers thrice always gets another to listen.
DR. BUBBLES: [Swallows a ton of food] What? [shoves more food in her mouth] No, itâs 10:06 p.m.
[At 12,501 feet, they spotted a shining gem.]
DR. BUBBLES: [gasps] Itâs aâŠâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: How didâŠâŠ Thereâs no way⊠Itâs a⊠aâŠ
JR. ICECAP: Whoa! An emerald! My favourite gem!
DR. SNOWBALL: Have a close look at the colour.
JR. ICECAP: Itâs not emerald, itâs blue. [groans]
DR. SNOWBALL: What sort of blue?
JR. ICECAP: Ruby?
DR. SNOWBALL: Rubyâs the red ones.
JR. ICECAP: Amethyst?
DR. SNOWBALL: Amethysts are purple.
JR. ICECAP: SAPPHIRE!
DR. SNOWBALL: Yes, itâs sapphire!
DR. BUBBLES: No it isnât! Itâs an emerald alright. But not an ordinary emerald⊠Believe me. I know what this is. And itâs not a sapphire.
JR. ICECAP: I know what kind of gem this is⊠Itâs the Glowing Emerald! I have a book of gems that I highlight â âThe Glowing Emerald is lucky to be found â by anyone. The first Glowing Emerald was made out of glow sticks and green card on May 16, 1902 byâŠâ I canât read who made it! The text is blurry! But this is unusual. I need a candle.
DR. SNOWBALL: I have a candle made out of 100% pure wax. Take your time, I only have a few matches.
DR. BUBBLES: Close my friend, very close. Itâs aâŠâŠâŠâŠ Chaos Emerald! There are only 7 in the world! Oh waitâŠ? Is it?
DR. BUBBLES: Hmm⊠I think it is a chaos emerald� Right?
[DR. SNOWBALL hands a candle on a plate to JR. ICECAP. The light effects, but doesnât absorb.]
JR. ICECAP: Itâs not very well absorbent. I need a BLUE candle! And I know where I can find blue flames! At 13,000 feet! Iâve ascended Everest 11 times with no problems!
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE, what do you think? Is it a Chaos Emerald or a Glowing Emerald?
DR. FIRE: Hmm, I think itâs a Chaos Emerald.
DR. BUBBLES: I think I see a chamber up ahead? Or do I need my glasses?
DR. FIRE: I see the chamber too, but you still need glasses! XD
DR. BUBBLES: I heard that in these chambers, there might be 3 different types of colored fire: Red, green, and blue. Should we have a look?
DR. FIRE: Yes, yes we should!
[They keep going to the blue flames that JR. ICECAP was talking about. They bring the Emerald along with them.]
JR. ICECAP: The creators of the emerald were⊠the Greeks?!
DR. BUBBLES: DR. SNOWBALL, JR. ICECAP, are you guys listening to me? DR. FIRE is. The Greeks? I dunno� Chaos�
DR. FIRE: I think it could be the Mayans?
JR. ICECAP: The Glowing Emerald was created by the Romans in 100 BC. This is the Chaos Emerald. Oh, look, a sign! âMcDonalds â 1,000 feet up.â
DR. FIRE: Now I want some chicken nuggets.
DR. SNOWBALL: We should look at the chamber. Thereâs an entry ladder that takes you back down 500 feet.
DR. FIRE: B-but what about McDonaldâs?
DR. BUBBLES: We just went to McDonaldâs! Letâs have a look, shall we?
DR. FIRE: Fine, letâs go to the stupid chamber.
[Everyone explores the chamber.]
DR. SNOWBALL: There are signs everywhere! [spots a sign saying âRed Flames â leftâ]
Hey, everyone! Red flames!
DR. SNOWBALL (to Dr. Fire): Weâll go after we explore the chamber. There are signs and maps on the walls, so itâs easy to navigate through. And, there are original-coloured candles on the walls!
DR. FIRE: YAYYAYYYYYYAYAY!
JR. ICECAP: GAHHH! DEAD END!
DR. SNOWBALL: Hmm. Green flames are to the right. And thereâs a secret door!
[Everyone rushes to the door and notices somethingâŠ]
DR. BUBBLES: I thought we were looking for the blue fireâŠ? Hmm⊠Iâm curious.
DR. FIRE: Can we go to McDonaldâs now?
JR. ICECAP: This is not any ordinary chamber. Itâs the underground catacombs! And thereâs a blockage about the door. âTo open, you must insert a red flame, a blue flame and a green flame, and you will get a chance to see what is inside.â
DR. FIRE: Where are we gonna get flames?
[JR. ICECAP rushes to find one of each colour, inserts, then sees what’s inside.]
JR. ICECAP: No way! Itâs the largest Chaos Emerald of them all.
JR. ICECAP: I canât believe it! Have a look, DR. BUBBLES!
DR.FIRE: NO WAY SISTA, or brotherâŠâŠ
JR. ICECAP: DR. BUBBLES? Everyone? Looking?
JR. ICECAP: I packed my camera. [gets it out, turns it on, snaps a photograph]
DR. SNOWBALL: Can I see the picture?
JR. ICECAP: [closes the hidden room] Seen the photo, everyone?
DR. FIRE: Yeah.
[Everyone leaves the chamber, ascending 500 feet. At 1392 feet, JR. ICECAP spots in the distance, a McDonaldâs restaurant.]
DR. FIRE: YES. FINALLY!!!!!!!
JR. ICECAP: You guys hungry? I found $18 in the chamber. Weâre 8 feet away from the closest McDonaldâs.
DR. FIRE: [stares in awe at the McDonald’s, then runs all the way to McDonaldâs]
DR. FIRE: Are you guys coming?
DR. SNOWBALL: You found money in that creepy chamber? Good, âcause I donât want anything. I was full from the Frappe!
JR. ICECAP: Weâve been ascending for 1 hour and 38 minutes now, and itâs already 8:47 in the morning!
DR. SNOWBALL: How do you know? You donât have a watch like me.
JR. ICECAP: Sir, I have a smart in my brain that says, âTIME TELLINGâ!
DR. SNOWBALL: I had a smart in my brain that said, âHUNGRYâ but now I donât!
JR. ICECAP: Iâll get a Strawberry Thickshake. DR. BUBBLES? DR. FIRE?
DR. FIRE: I want a 10-piece chicken nuggets Kidâs Meal with fries and a blueberry pomegranate smoothie, and donât forget the toy!
DR. SNOWBALL: Iâll get something.
JR. ICECAP: Have your own money if you want anything.
DR. SNOWBALL: How rude!
JR. ICECAP: Do I have to make you descend 1,000 feet?
DR. SNOWBALL: No.
JR. ICECAP: GOOD, âCAUSE I WASNâT GOING TO!
DR. SNOWBALL: Oh, whatâs this? I must be seeing things. [rubs eyes] What? Nothing changed.
JR. ICECAP: Okay, DR. FIRE. Not unless you have your own cash. I have⊠[whispering] $18.
DR. SNOWBALL: Somebody heard that. [pointing to a Poptropican with overgrown blonde hair]
JR. ICECAP: Uh-oh. BLONDIE ALERT! [dropping some cash, dashing out, runs back down to 13,512 feet, ascends 41 feet for safety and another 41 feet]
BLONDIE: What is this? Dropped money?
DR. SNOWBALL: Donât put your hands on those coins and banknotes, you blondie!
DR. FIRE: Guys?
DR. FIRE: B-But my chicken nuggets! [Goes back to pay for the chicken nuggets]
JR. ICECAP ascends back up and reaches McDonaldâs.
DR. SNOWBALL: It canât be the Chaos Emerald. I wonder what it is.
DR. FIRE: It looks kinda red; maybe itâs a ruby?
JR. ICECAP: Itâs the Amethyst Ace! âThe Amethyst Ace is the most popular Amethyst gem in the world. It is 11 meters long and 14 meters wide. It was built by the Jews in AD 51.â
DR. FIRE: Wow, itâs huge.
DR. FIRE: Hello?
JR. ICECAP: A Jewish gem! The Amethyst Ace is made of red and blue flames mixed together to make purple flames â [gasps] The Purple Ring of Fire is at 17,500 feet â and purple card.
DR. SNOWBALL: [gasps] We lost â [gasps] Dr. Bubbles!
JR. ICECAP: My senses tell me sheâs descended. Sheâs at 14,066 miles.
DR. BUBBLES: The largest! Impossible! The Master Emerald should be on Angel Mountain!
CONTINUE â MOUNT EVEREST â MORNING
DR. SNOWBALL: Hey, look, another gem! [looks at his reflection on the gem like a mirror]
JR. ICECAP: This one looks⊠[taps it] âŠcold at an accurate temperature of⊠-61°F!
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE? You coming?
JR. ICECAP: DR. BUBBLES, come see the gem we discovered! Itâs not a Chaos Emerald because of its colour. Itâs a white gem this time!
JR. ICECAP: What is the name of this gem? And whyâs it shaped like a diamond? Letâs see if my book can help. âWhite gems â page 67.â [flicks to page 67 and gazes at the White Gem Index] âWhite Diamond Novelty Ultra-Classic Gem â page 71.â
DR. BUBBLES: Youâre right! If it was a Chaos Emerald, this one would be clear! And it would glow while being exposed to this one! Itâs cloudy⊠Hmm⊠A Sol Emerald? Itâs shaped differently tooâŠ? Whatâs the shape of the other one?
JR. ICECAP: It says here,
âThe White Diamond Novelty Ultra-Classic Gem.
Size â 6m in length, 8m in width
Value: 94%
Temperature: Up to -61 degrees Fahrenheit
Quantity: 5
Designers: Jewish Scientists
Nationality: Jewish.â
DR. BUBBLES: I think I might have come to a conclusion about the gems too soon.
DR. BUBBLES: Never mind. Carry on!
JR. ICECAP: Thatâs what the book says. I donât know its actual temperature. Wait!
âActual Temperatures â White Diamond Novelty Ultra-Classic Gem.
Surface Temperature: -61 degrees Fahrenheit
Internal Temperature: -92 degrees Fahrenheit
Be careful, the gem is valuable!â
DR. BUBBLES: OOOOOO! Give me it!!!!
DR. SNOWBALL: We have lost contact with DR. FIRE.
JR. ICECAP: Where could she be?
DR. SNOWBALL: Right behind us.
JR. ICECAP: You call that âlost contactâ? [spots DR. FIRE frozen] Weâd better thaw her out! Oh, the poor scientist!
DR. SNOWBALL: Bring her along, weâll carry her up. Anyway, I thought I might have seen a⊠polar bear.
JR. ICECAP: I can blend its poo and make it into a rich chocolate spread!
[JR. ICECAP drags the frozen scientist all the way up to the top.
At 19,725 feet, they spot a spooky pink glow leading to a chamber.]
DR. BUBBLES: JR. ICECAP, youâre disgusting. Donât go near that bear.
DR. SNOWBALL, I am not going to carry her⊠although she was a good friend⊠How did this happen?!
[Still carrying the gem, they examine it, falling into the chamber without taking the ladder because this one doesnât have an entry ladder.]
DR. SNOWBALL: THE PEARL GEM CHAMBER! Home to some of my survivalist friends â DR. PINK, JR. PEARL and SURVIVALIST GEM! How are you all surviving?
DR. PINK: Berry Delicious Smoothies, bottled water, canned soup, and boxed pizzas.
JR. PEARL: Iâm surviving on pizza, croissants, tacos, and German cakes.
SURVIVALIST GEM: I am surviving on pasta, caramels, pizza, swiss rolls, lamingtons, and the assistance of my shadow puppet, Señor Hombre.
JR. ICECAP: I wonder how long it will be until all the Spanish gets annoying. Although, âSeñor Hombreâ is Spanish for âMister Manâ.
DR. BUBBLES: Thereâs food? DR. FIRE can eat now! Er⊠after we thaw her out, of course.
SURVIVALIST GEM: 8)
[DR. SNOWBALL and JR. ICECAP attempt to thaw the scientist out. Finally, she is thawed out and she grabs a taco and fills it with meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, taco sauce and sour cream, plus a few corn chips.]
DR. BUBBLES: I want a taco!
DR. SNOWBALL: Have you got any pepperoni pizzas, there, DR. PINK?
DR. PINK: I have plenty of pepperoni.
JR. PEARL: Friend, if you need tacos, I have plenty. Also, I have these ingredients: meat, cheese, lettuce, tomato, sour cream, corn chips, and taco sauce. Preparing taco shellâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: Okay! Iâll have that and a pizza!
DR. BUBBLES: Iâll have everything on my taco please!
DR. BUBBLES: Pepperoni please! Too bad DR. FIRE isnât eating. You feeling well?
JR. PEARL: Decided what you want on it?
?: Mwhahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahaahahahahahaahhahahaahh!!!
DR. BUBBLES: Yes, everything please! And I want a pepperoni pizza too! Do you have any Pepsi? Or an Icee?
?: >:-D
DR. BUBBLES: Hmm⊠You guys hear something?
[A few minutes later, everyone was eating. Then it was time to leave and continue ascending. At 20,900 feet, they spot another restaurant in the distance.]
DR. SNOWBALL: No restaurant. Maybe later. Iâm full.
JR. ICECAP: Iâm already eating, so I canât be bothered.
?: Tee â hee!
DR. BUBBLES: I heard it again.
DR. SNOWBALL: Before we left, DR. BUBBLES, JR. PEARL gave you a thank-you drink.
DR. BUBBLES: Aww. How nice of him!
[It was a nice cool drink of Pepsi.
23,910 feet, they spotted another gem.]
JR. ICECAP: I love stopping at gems! What kind is this one? Itâs huge, round and black!
?: Mwhahahahahhahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahaahahahahahaahhahahaahh!!!
DR. BUBBLES: Round and black? I have no ideaâŠâŠ? Is it just me or is there something like a spirit moving inside of that thing?
DR. BUBBLES: Guys! Do you hear that noise?!
JR. ICECAP: I hear that noise. Itâs the Colour Combination Virus! Itâs black and turns everything to black when landing on that item!
DR. SKY: Whatâs the name of the black gem?
DR. BUBBLES: Hmm� Mysterious looking gem? What is it, JR. ICECAP?
DR. BUBBLES: JR. ICECAP? Where are you? And whereâs DR. SNOWBALL?
DR. SKY: Wait, where is JR. ICECAP? Whereâs DR. SNOWBALL?
DR. BUBBLES: We just had tacos! And pizza! I still have some soda left! How can you be hungry?! Are you a robot?
DR. BUBBLES: I just said that! JR. ICECAP! DR. SNOWBALL! Where the heck are you guys?!
DR. FIRE: JR. ICECAP is not here. Where did he go?
[bushes move]
DR. SNOWBALL: Is someone in the bushes?
DR. FIRE: [grabs soda] Yummy!!!
DR. BUBBLES: Meh. Maybe it was the wind. Where are they?! At a fiesta?
DR. FIRE: This is very suspicious. Hmm⊠Maybe we left them back at the restaurant place?
DR. BUBBLES: What are ya doinâ with my soda?
DR.SKY: [Freezes in place(but not literally!)]
DR. BUBBLES: [tackles DR. FIRE]
[both roll downhill]
DR. FIRE: NUUU IM HUNGRY!!!
Fine then! You can have the soda!
DR. SKY: [goes after the two]
DR. FIRE: [Calls Jimmy John’s] Hello Jimmy Johnâs, Iâd like a BLT with some sprite. Thank you, bye.
[A Poptropican enters the room. She is… Well, long story short, she’s me in a labcoat and holding a scanner.]
???: Nope. Not a robot. Though Iâm sure you said that in jest, the only strange thing in this room is that gem.
[DR. BUBBLES and DR. FIRE scream]
DR. BUBBLES: Too late!
???: Aaand theyâre gone. [leaves room to follow the others]
DR. BUBBLES: Weâre falling down!!!!!!!
[Soda falls into a bottomless pit]
DR. SKY: aHHHHtyulkvcdfgvbhnjAHHHYuUHKjigfygAHHH [passes out]
DR. FIRE: NOOOO! MY JIMMY JOHNâS!!! Thanks a lot, DR. BUBBLES [DR. BUBBLES doesn’t wake up] DR. BUBBLES..? Okay so youâre either unconscious or deadâŠâŠOH NO, YOUâRE DEADâŠor passed outâŠ
DR. SKY: [runs over to DR. FIRE and DR. BUBBLES] GUYS! GUYS! ARE YOU OKAY?!
DR. FIRE: I-I think DR. BUBBLES is deadâŠ
DR. FIRE: DR. SKY, Iâm scaredâŠ
???: [looking into the pit, shouting] Anyone down there? Can you hear me?
DR. SKY: NO! This canât be! [finds grappling hook near edge of cliff, dangles hook over edge of cliff] DR. FIRE, carry DR. BUBBLES and hold on to the rope while I try to pull you up.
DR. FIRE: [carrying DR. BUBBLES, bawling] I NEVER GOT MY JIMMY JOHNâS!!!! WAAAA!!!
DR. SKY: Your Jimmy Johnâs donât matter at the moment. DR. BUBBLES is either dead or unconscious. This is a matter of life and death. [checks for pulse]
DR. FIRE: [sips Dr. Pepper] Well, at least I got the sodaâŠ
???: Anything I can do to help?
DR. SKY: Thereâs no breath, no pulse⊠[give Dr. Bubbles CPR]
[Dr. Bubbles chokes on her saliva]
[Awkward silenceâŠ]
DR. FIRE: YAY, SHEâS BACK!!!!
DR. BUBBLES: What the heck am I doing? And where am I?
DR. BUBBLES: HmmâŠ.? Wasnât I with you guys all along? Whatâs going on here? o.O
DR. BUBBLES: ANSWER THE QUESTION! WHERE AM I?!?!?!?!?!???!?!? T_T
DR. FIRE: You were unconscious and DR. SKY pulled us out of the bottomless pit.
DR. BUBBLES: HmmâŠ? Are you a robot? You there, please examine this âDR. FIRE.â
DR. SKY: Yay! Sheâs alive!
DR. BUBBLES: Thatâs right! Where the heck is my soda? I want it now!
DR. BUBBLES: GIVE ME MY SODA, YOU THIEF!
DR. FIRE: NO I AM NOT A ROBOT, IâM YOUR BEST FRIEND âŠâŠâŠ
SG: KNEW IT WAS GOOD!!!⊠[cricket noises*⊠well, that was awkward.
DR. BUBBLES: Whaddaya mean?! I want my soda and I want it right NOW! T_T
DR. BUBBLES: Who the heck are you?
DR. FIRE: Iâm your best friend! Remember me? Oh, and I drank your soda.
DR. BUBBLES: Where the heck are DR. SNOWBALL and JR. ICECAP? Did they fall? Abandon us?
DR. FIRE: We left them at the cave placeâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: DR. SKY, do you approve of DR. FIREâs behavior?
[All of the people hear footsteps coming behind them. They are not sure what it is.]
DR. SKY: We mustâve left them at McDonalds!
DR. BUBBLES: Whaddaya mean we left them?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!
DR.FIRE: Iâma go watch Full House on my phone nowâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: What was that?
?????: Mwahahahahahahhahahaha!!!!!!
[All of the doctors and people hear footsteps coming behind them. They are not sure what it is.]
DR. FIRE: MUMMY COME SAVE ME!!!!
DR. BUBBLES: No time DR. FIRE, I hear something⊠someoneâs coming. Quick, hide!
SG: No, Iâm just kidding with you, Iâm not evil.
DR. BUBBLES: [whispers] Quick, hide! And keep quiet!
DR. FIRE: [Hides face behind hands] Theyâll never find me here!!!
DR. SKY: DR. SNOWBALL and JR. ICECAP. They are either in the cave or McDonaldâs. How many feet are we anyway?
DR. BUBBLES: Dang! We were caught. Who are you?
???: [consults scanner] Right. Dr. Fire here is not a robot. However, Dr. Bubbles might have amnesia from the fall. Iâm not an expert though. Iâm Lone Owl, by the way.
SG: [walks in their direction] Ugh! I swear I heard voices.
SG: Ummmm, well, right now, lost. Call me SG.
DR. BUBBLES: I dunno! DR. SNOWBALL and JR. ICECAP know that! They have the book!
DR. FIRE: See, I TOLD you! Iâm not a robot!
DR. BUBBLES: âLone Owl.â I think Iâve heard of you beforeâŠâŠ? And SG, you are lost? Where are you heading?
SG: Hello? I hear you! Whatâs this about robots now?
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE, you need to calm down. The heat is getting to your head.
SG: Well, I was with a group of people, but I donât quite remember their namesâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: Wait!
EVERYONE IN UNISON: What?
DR. BUBBLES: I remember JR. ICECAP and DR. SNOWBALL talking about this! Mayans!
DR. BUBBLES: Are you a Mayan?
SG: Umm I donât quite remember anything. Wait, where are we again?
LONE OWL: What about the Mayans? And, DR. BUBBLES, you must travel in some interesting circlesâŠ
SG: Wait, your name is Lone Owl? Do I remember you from someplace?
DR. FIRE: [Hears footsteps] I think I he- [falls backwards]
DR. FIRE: Okay, who pushed me?!
LONE OWL: Well, who are you, SG?
DR. BUBBLES: Mt. Everest, SG.
LONE OWL, I dunno. I just remember him saying something about them.
DR. FIRE: Was it you, DR. BUBBLES?! I knew it!
SG: I donât remember. I only got SG from these initials on my bracelet. See?
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE, what are you talking about? SG, may I see?
LONE OWL: You can call me âOwl.â And SG⊠You seem vaguely familiar as well.
SG: Sure. [hands over bracelet]
DR. BUBBLES: I did not push you!
DR. FIRE: Someone pushed me. If it wasnât you, who was it?
DR. BUBBLES: Hmm� Ahh!
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE, be quiet. Iâm thinkingâŠâŠ
SG: [stumbles] WHO JUST PUSHED ME? I swear, someone just pushed me.
DR. BUBBLES: What? DR. FIRE! How dare you!
LONE OWL: No one was even near you⊠No one visible, at least. [casts furtive glance at scanner]
DR. BUBBLES: [trips] What the heck? Who dare touch me?
SG: Anyone else feel like there is something they donât know, or is it just me?
DR. BUBBLES: DR. FIRE! SG! Stop playing games with me!
DR. BUBBLES: [feels deep heavy breath on shoulder]
DR. BUBBLES: What the heck?! Donât breathe on me! Stop playing games!
DR. FIRE: ITâS NOT ME!
DR. BUBBLES: SG! Come on! Whatâs wrong with you guys?! Get a grip.
DR. FIRE: [feels sharp pain] OWWWW!!! Who did that?!
SG: Itâs not me either, I swear!!!
DR. BUBBLES: Okay, Iâm jumping! Geronimo!
SG: Who did wha- [Falls over and it appears that there is a cut in her side]
DR. BUBBLES: Catch me if you can!
DR. FIRE: [jumps off cliff] Weâre all gonna die!!!
DR. BUBBLES: You guys gonna jump? Or sit there like ducks? I dunno. Maybe youâll lay an egg!
DR. BUBBLES: Never mind! Iâm long gone! LONE OWL! Give me the device.
LONE OWL: [falls on the floor and scanner flies out of hand] What the-?
DR. BUBBLES: [grabs scanner] Got it!
SG: [squirms a little]
DR. BUBBLES: Tee-hee. Iâll just tinker with it a little and take this wire out- [sparks flash]
SG: WAIT! What is this scanner thing?
DR. BUBBLES: I dunno. Ask LONE OWL. [mumbling] And just cut this wire, trim this oneâŠ
DR. BUBBLES: [voice fades away]
LONE OWL: [gets up] Okay. Something weirdâs definitely going on. What are you doing to my scanner?
DR. BUBBLES: Um� [freezes in place and falls to the floor]
SG: [stands up but something isnât right. Has a big cut in her side thatâs bleeding]
DR. BUBBLES: [groans then tries but barely opens her eyes. Notices SGâs huge cut, passes out.]
SG: BUBBLES, itâs me, SLEEPY GHOST.
SG: Hi OWL, havenât seen you in a while.
SG: I bet you donât recognize me now, OWL. What are you doing with that scanner again? And BUBBLES, you donât even know me.
DR. BUBBLES: âŠ
DR. BUBBLES: âŠ..
SG: Yes, you heard me right. Where are your other friends, BUBBLES? And why does it smell like Dr. Pepper?
SG: Oh, you know Iâm not really SLEEPY GHOST, just a spirit perhaps that somehow made it into her body.
DR. BUBBLES: âŠâŠ [silence]
SG: [eyes flash red]
DR. BUBBLES: [blinks and struggles to get up] Dafuq? You okay? And your arm-
SG: Ha, my arm? What do you think happened?
SG: Where is the scanner?
LONE OWL: You again! I spent my entire life searching for you, anything like you, any shred of evidence to prove that you had ever been more than a fabrication of my mind â and here you are, messing with these scientists who will never believe your existence. TouchĂ©. But this needs to stop.
SG: Ha, why do you say that, OWL? [eyes flash red. SG suddenly collapses and doesnât know anything of what just happened. Then, DR. BUBBLES collapses.]
[DR. BUBBLES stands up, now eyes flashing a violent blood red. SG slumps down on the ground motionless.]
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Easter Egg
Check out this neat little Poptropica trick!
Game Show Island electric fan glitch: by Cuddly Knuckle
- Go to your inventory on Game Show Island and equip the electric fan.
- Go back to your inventory, click on “Store Items” and customize a handheld item from any costume in your store items.
- Go back to your game. You can now use the handheld item you customized as the electric fan.
Fashion
Check out these pop culture characters Poptropicanized by fashionista Cool Smarticle!
Rose Tyler (from Doctor Who): designed by Cool Smarticle aka Clara Oswald
- Bangs: Buy Vampire Girl 3 from the Poptropica store
- Hair, Earrings, & Lips: Buy Pop star from the Poptropica store
- Shirt:Â You can customize it from any Poptropican
- Pants: You can customize it from any Poptropican
- Jacket:Â You can customize it from any Poptropican, or friend âOoolala13âł without the quotes.
- Skin: Skin color
- Hair: Color a light Blonde
Amy Pond (from Doctor Who): designed by Cool Smarticle aka Clara Oswald
- Bangs & Hair: Buy Vampire Girl 3 from the Poptropica store
- Lips: Buy Fairy Queen from the Poptropica Store
- Shirt:Â Came from the Costume Store in the mall on Night Watch Island
- Skirt: You can customize it from any Poptropican
- Jacket: Buy Biker from the Poptropica Store
- Skin: Skin color
- Hair: Color ginger
- Freckles: Customize from any Poptropican
Clara Oswald (from Doctor Who): designed by Cool Smarticle aka Clara Oswald
- Bangs & Hair: Buy Vampire Girl 3 from the Poptropica store
- Lips: Buy Fairy Queen from the Poptropica Store
- Shirt:Â Came from an ad, but you can customize it from any Poptropican
- Skirt: Came from an ad, but you can customize it from any Poptropican
- Vest:Â Customize from someone on Cryptids Island
- Skin: Skin color
- Hair: Color a dark brown
Nimue aka Amy Rose, the Lady of the Lake (from Sonic the Hedgehog): designed by Cool Smarticle aka Clara Oswald
- Hair: Buy Vampire Girl 2 from the Poptropica Store
- Bangs: Buy Vampire Girl 3 from the Poptropica Store
- Dress & Necklace:Â But Southern Belle from the Poptropica Store
- Cape, Side Circles, & Belt: Customize from a Poptropican on Astro Knights Island
- Skin: Skin color
- Hair: Color Pink
Pretty Pink-and-Purple Schoolgirl: designed by Muddy Kid
- Pink Basketball Jersey/black shorts (for gym aka P.E. class): Signup or Randomizing
- Purple Glasses (for studying): Gamer Girl (Poptropica Store)
- Headphones: Boy listening to MP3 (Lunar Colony Island)
- Backpack: Randomizing your character
- Skirt: Grass skirt (Shark Tooth Island)
- Necklace: Hip Hop (Reality TV Island)
- Mic (Optional): Pop Star (Poptropica Store)
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Fan Art
Check out the creativity of these Poptropica artists!
Son of Magistrate: by Slanted Fish
Henry Flatbottom of Ghost Story Island (with his lovely bowler hat) + Zeus’s Golden Apple from Mythology Island = Rene Magritte’s Son of Man painting comes to life on Poptropica.
â Northern Downpour (Panic! at the Disco): by nearlycalums yo
â Portrait of Slanted Fish: by Captain Spencer
â Meddling Mademoiselle (from Mystery Train Island): by Brave Tomato (1313cookie)
â The PHB Crew: by Brave Tomato (1313cookie)
Poptropica Help Blog’s Ice Bucket Challenge: by Slanted Fish
Blake, Brave Tomato, Spotted Dragon, Slanted Fish, HPuterpop, Samwow5, and Fuzzy-B take on the ice — the cold doesn’t bother us anyway!
SD accepts the challenge: by Spotted Dragon
HP accepts the challenge: by HPuterpop
Cuddly Knuckle does the ALS ice bucket challenge: by Cuddly Knuckle
â Spencer does the ALS challenge: by Captain Spencer
Don’t Need Chameleon Suit: by Muddy Kid
â Blue Dr. Hare icon: by technocrazy14
â Past and Present (Dr. Hare): by technocrazy14
Ice Cream to Celebrate: by PannyFlan/Lanalps/Shifty Peanut
â Resistance is Futile: by LeVeuveNoireISBACK
“You have already dragged yourself within my grasp. In life, you may love one another, but at some point sooner or later, it’s all every man for himself in this world. Let go of your strong emotions. They are only weakening you. If you want to be king of the universe, there is no room for feelings. How will you rule if you’re brought down by the guilt and regret that has haunted you your entire life? They’ve never truly cared for you the way you’ve cared for them. The ones who have truly cared are gone. They’re either killed by THEM, or are trapped within the void. Release yourself from all of this burden and only let it all go. Your heart is the only thing making you weak. Replace the never-ending sorrow with a never ending anger and thirst for vengeance.
Do not even try to struggle free, for you are now isolated. You’d be foolish to try to break free.”
Cryptids Island isn’t scary at all (rage comic): by Mashimai
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Take a look at our main magazines page for more information about the PHBâs POPCORN magazine issues and learn how you can submit an entry too! Thanks for reading! đ
Awesome! đ
DOCTOR WHO FOR LIFE! Those are the two saddest companions ever đ„
ROSE POND AND AMY TYLER FOR LIFE!
YESSSSS đ
I want Amy to come back!:(
I LOVE THE MAGIZENS
I always love the fan art featured in the PHB’s POPCORN! :3 They are so adorbs. †Also, Fishy I love your Poptropica parody of Son of Man. đ :3 â€
*coughs* nailed it
Oh, the costumes for this edition were actually pretty cool. That Son of Man fan art was awesome. Stay Poppin’, guys. c:
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!!!!!!!! This is great! I loved the storers the most!
AWESOME!
Sweet! The Ghost Story Island story and the Resistance is Futile drawing were my favorites, although they’re all awesome. ;3
This is so awesome!! I like the ALS ice bucket challenge renderings!
This is so awesome!! I like the ALS ice bucket challenge renderings!
I love Resistance is Futile: by LeVeuveNoireISBACK and BT’s The PHB Crew.
I look so fab and HP is adorable being so short! :3 I think she got my appearance (eye color, height) pretty spot on (although I’m probably shorter and younger than HP). Anyway, I love it! đ
The art is so awesome đ
YES!!! đ
Hope you all liked my Fan Art
Wow! Great issue! I really liked LeVeuveNoireISBACK’s picture, and Mashimai’s comic is hilarious! đ
Awesome drawings!! P.S im a terrible drawer. đŠ
Amazing artwork guys! Especially BT’s! I think this edition was the greatest yet! And thanks for including the story and costumes I sent in! đ (I’m Cool Smarticle aka Clara Oswald, but I changed my name to Solar Moonlight. :))
Is it too late to send any Fan Art of Pop characters doing the ALS Ice Bucket Challenge?
Slanted Fish: You can still send in Poptropica fanart for the next issue. đ
Cool comic, Meg!
Yeah, buddy. We really appreciate that. đ
Thanks, guys.
Just asking, but how come there is a star in some of them? And what do they mean?
Slanted Fish: It means they were handpicked by PHB magazine staff, rather than entered in. đ