Happily, we’re really on a roll with getting back into the swing of infrequent posts, but as is our way, we have a few items to go over that are significant in some way.
We were thinking of mentioning the search for “comfortably annoyed” that brought some person with very mysterious emotions to our humble blog, and also mention the sudden onslaught of people searching for “imlovlinlit princess penelope answer key” (looks like school’s back in session), but then thought better of it, so we won’t mention those.
For our semi-first item of note, we wanted to mention that Quentin emailed in asking about where to find the imlovlinlit princess penelope answer key, though Quentin really wanted to know about when our next post was. It’s now,Quentin. We hope you’re comfortably annoyed.
For our very first item of note, for those souls who stumble on this, here are the previous roughly four-ish episodes:
For our ultimate first item of note, the observant reader might have noticed that we titled ourselves into a bit of a corner, so we’re just doing what we can with this title, and apologize to any titular purists who might be comfortably annoyed with our choices in this domain.
And with that brief preamble, on to our first picture with words under it.
They arrived at the island. There, they saw a few birds, which wasn’t really what they’d been expecting, helping the island to live up to its name. It looked oddly familiar somehow.
Boris was agitated, “Maybe we should have a meeting instead of debarking? Did I mention I have a chronic fear of birds that aren’t chickens? Chickens, cool. Owls, ducks, the kind of things. Terror. In nature, bears and birds are natural enemies. You should see the things those terrible sparrows say.”
Princess assured him “We’ll protect you from the scary birds and their scary bird words.”
The birds suddenly flew off, except the chickens.
“There we go, problem solved.”
Boris was still apprehensive, “Well, maybe we should have a meeting about this meeting, and then a post-mortem meeting to go over the meeting? Perhaps a planning meeting for the post-mortem…”
“Now is the time to act,” said Princess with gravitas.
“How about if our action is to call for a delay. Let’s discuss how this meeting is going. I think it’s a bit too brief.”
“Now is the time to act in a way that isn’t calling for a delay or discussing the meeting. It’s time to debark,” said Princess with gravitas.
They debarked with some trepidation onto the Island of Mystery.
After they debarked, a mysterious figure appeared with a puff of smoke and a flash (not pictured). The figure took a dramatic pose.
“Greetings, o strangers recently debarked from a boat from a far off land, I am Marvin the Marvelous Magical Mathematician. What is your name?”
[Author’s note: dear readers, you may have noticed the use of the term “debark” cropping up more than might have been expected in normal usage. We apologize for the over-use of the term debark and will attempt to reduce our use of the term now that they’ve debarked. We just really like the word debark.]
“Hello, I am Princess Penelope Pricklepants, Grand Duchess of Tiggy-Winkle, Defender of Hufflepuff, Empress of Quillonia, and Dominions beyond the Seas.”
“Greetings Princess Penelope Pricklepants, etc. What is your quest?”
“To find the Gem of Destiny hidden by Captain Quillbeard.”
“Wonderful! We have puzzles and riddles, conundrums, enigmas, and oh so very many brain teasers here. If you can answer me these questions three, you will solve the mystery, and gain the final clue to finding to the Gem of Destiny. Our questions are wonderful brain teasers – mathematical word problems, riddles, logic puzzles, that kind of thing.”
There was a soft groaning that came from the adventurers.
Boris said, “My brain really prefers to not be teased. Also the meter on that little rhyme was terrible.”
“Well I’m not a poet, I’m a Marvelous Magical Mathematician. Now, you might have noticed these two chickens. One always lies, the other always tells the truth.”
There was groaning of a less soft variety that came from the adventurers.
“Now, nobody on our island knows the color of their eyes.”
There were comfortably annoyed murmurs emerging from several of the adventurers.
“Also, one of the chicken’s last names has a Z in it, and at least one has a B in it, and one has no vowels.”
There were angry grumblings emerging from several of the adventurers.
“Now here is your first puzzle.”
Boris blurted out, “Did I mention I have a chronic allergy to mathematicians and logic? I am suddenly feeling my ailment coming on. I think I need to just go off somewhere that’s not here to convalesce.” He left.
Marvin continued, “You are a chicken farmer going to a market on the other side of a river. You have one chicken, one bag of seed, and one fox. If left alone, the fox will eat the chicken, and the chicken will eat the seed. You have a boat that holds you and one passenger and must cross a river. How do you get across and on to the market taking passengers across one at a time without the seed or chicken being eaten?”
Princess answered, “I take the chicken across first. The fox will leave the seed alone. Then I take the seed across. Then I leave. I’m a chicken farmer. I hate foxes. I certainly wouldn’t take one with me, I’d get rid of it as fast as possible.”
“Oh, hmm, I guess that is sort of logical, but that’s not the answer. Yet, since it was sort of an answer, we’ll say that one won’t count, and you’ll have to answer another question.”
Jane said, “You know, suddenly I’m feeling a bit ill too, I’ll just pop off for a moment to breathe.”
Princess said, “Would you please excuse us, Marvin, we must have a word.”
They held a provisional Quillbeard Quest meeting.
Boris said, “You know how I always say violence is not the answer?”
“Right, I never say that, lets get the catapult. You know those bottles that were supposed to be important to the adventure? We should fling those at the Math beast. Excelsior!”
Jane was concerned, “No, that’s just not right. They’re too soft. We should find rocks. Does RedBot have any lasers?”
Princess said firmly, “No, violence is not the polite way to deal with this.”
“Well, if we have to answer these horrible puzzles, our quest is probably doomed.”
Franklin called down from the crow’s nest of the ship, “Perhaps you could let me answer them? I have a math degree.”
They agreed that this sounded like a plan. They let Franklin down.
Boris said, “I’ll bring the bottles.”
They returned to Marvin.
“Oh, so, you, um, have a… skunk…”
Boris said, “Why yes, yes we do. And I also have this set of bottles. They are full of skunk juice. Give us the clue or there will be smell to pay.”
Marvin said, “Would you really unleash that stench?”
“Congratulations! You’ve correctly answered three questions. And here is the final clue.” There was a flash and a puff of smoke (not pictured) and an owl appeared.
“This is Bubo the owl. Bubo has the power to lead you through to Treasure Island where Quillbeard hid the Gem of Destiny. The island is protected by a illusory field that makes it look like open sea, but Bubo can see through it. He will lead you to the Island of Henakau. There are some things you should know about Henakau. The Island is populated by the former crew of Captain Quillbeard, so the island is peopled by pirate chickens and cows. They speak Canadian, so you may need a translator.”
Boris said, “Don’t worry, I speak Canadian, eh.”
“Excellent. Now when you find the island, make sure to offer them a gift, it’s a tradition there. If they accept it then you must tell them you’re on the Quest, and then, well, things should work out probably. Now off you go, and take the skunk and those bottles.”
And so they embarked and headed off to Henakau with their new owl guide, relieved that they didn’t have to solve any logic puzzles or math word problems.
Will they find the Gem of Destiny in the next episode and finally be free to pursue other things? Will the hedgehog start start sitting still when we’re taking pictures? Will she stop crawling under sets knocking everything over? These and other questions may or may not be answered in our next episode, Princess Pricklepants and the Perils of Pirate Plunder: the Gem of Destiny (Or Something Like That, Depending on What We Decide To Name It).