sydluca legally blonde the musical au where carmy is warner and marcus,tina, and sugar are syds greek chorus and claire is vivian and richie is paulette and kyle is jessica
jessiejamesdecker: Happy Father’s Day to @ericdecker the best daddy to our babies💙 and Happy Father’s Day to all the amazing dads in our family💙 We love you💙
Stevie “Bird” Corcoran, Forensic Scientist and Teacher (@1mlostnow), ask blog @head-of-forensics
Melvin Rideau, Forensic Technician (@datas-boobs), ask blog @ppth-forensic-technician
Hematology
Ivan Andrews, Hematologist (@kleinekorpus)
IT
Andrew Hayes, Software Engineer (@tired-and-bored-nerd), ask blog @ask-ppths-it-guy
Lab
Anatol Dybowski, Head Lab Scientist (@tino-i-guess), ask blog @ppth-lab-head
Legal
Valerie Carr, Legal Consultant (@writing-and-sillies), ask blog @ask-ppth-legal
OB-GYN
Dr. Fluoxetine Pearl, Head of OB-GYN (@asclexe), ask blog @ppth-obgyn-dept-head-real
Dr. Katherine Rhodes, Head of NICU and ICU (@privatehousesanatomy), ask blog @katherineelainerhodes)
Danny Begay, Gynecologist (@hemlocksloadofbull), ask blog @ask-danny-in-gynecology
Oncology
Dr. Francesca Scott, Head of Oncology (@birdyboyfly), ask blog @ask-head-of-oncology
Leo Fitsher, Nurse (@asclexe)
Ophthalmology
Maddox “Maddie” N. Jagajiva, Ophthalmologist (@rainismdata), ask blog @dr-visionary-counselor
Pediatrics
Dr. Nanette “Ninny” Amesbury, Head of Pediatrics (@desire-mona)
Eddie Sting, Head of Pediatrics (@cherrishnoodles), ask blog @ask-head-of-pediatrics
Romeo "Vinny" Vincent, ENT nurse (@wilsons-three-legged-siamese), ask blog @earsandthroatnursey
Melanie Byrd, Pediatric Orthopedist (@tired-and-bored-nerd), ask blog @ppth-baby-bone-doc
Marie, Pediatrician (@marieinpediatrics-stuff)
Dr. Sophie Baker, Pediatric Neurosurgeon (@privatehousesanatomy), ask blog @sophieeloisebaker
Plastics
Gabriella “Gabi” Kramer, Plastic Surgeon (@1mlostnow), ask blog @plastic-surgeon-gabi
Psychiatry/Psychology
Lena Ehris, Head of Psychiatry (@jellifishiez), ask blog @head-of-psychiatry
Dr. Venus Watanabe, Head of Psychiatry (@chocovenuss)
Dr. Madlock, Head of Psychology (@sushivisa)
Domingo Estrada, Social Worker (@robertseanleonardthinker), ask blog @ppth-socialworker
Dr. Kieran F. Campbell, Psychiatrist and Geneticist (@kim-the-kryptid), ask blog @consult-the-geneticist
Pulmonology
Reina Linh Rivera, Head of Pulmonology (@prettypinkbubbless)
Dr. Milana Walker (@evilchildeyeeter), ask blog @dr-redbull-addict
Radiology
Dr. Eneko Ruiz-Arroyo, Head of Radiology (@katttkhaos), ask blog @headoradiology
Beth Klein, Radiology Tech (@emptylakes)
Steven Sandoval, Radiologist (@endofradio)
Patients
Ilja "Illusha" Vancura, Head Archivist at Rutgers Med (@scarriestmarlowe), blog @vancurarchivist
Francesco Cage, Best girldad patient (@dndadsbara), ask blog @francesco-cage
Joey Abrams, Forensics Student - kind of (@1mlostnow), ask blog @joey-is-fine
OOC: Hi, I'm Birdy, and I run this PPTH blog! I'm 19, agender, aroace, and use they/them pronouns.
If you have an OC or a post that you would like for me to add to the blog, please feel free to send me an ask/message! If I follow you back, it'll be at my main blog, @birdyboyfly.
Hoola what’s it like living with Lyric nd his family during your retirement? Learn anything knew?
Hoola "I was reluctant to move to urth at first, but Lyr begged me to move in with him and his mothers. I didn't have the heart or a valid enough excuse to refuse.
Life on Earth is a culture shock, I'm not going to lie. I still struggle to understand Lyric and most other humans in his "family". I used to criticize Zim for how little about human culture he understands, but having lived here, amongst you people, I get it wholeheartedly. Every day is a learning experience.
Apparently, there are several dialects of the "English" language. Half of Lyr's family speaks "American" English and the other half speaks "Australian" English and both rely on 60% idisims that escape the translating capabilities of my PAK. Just develope a universal Urth language and stick with it. Be more back-asswards, humanity! Sorry, sorry. That's insensitive, but it's... true. There are SO many languages and dialects for each language and idisims and slang for each language in each "country" within each region on each content, it's so hard for me to follow. Good Glord and her whole army, I'm trying. I'm really REALLY trying, but it's no use. Despite my higher educational training, I sound stupid when I speak in human languages.
I rarely leave the high end condominium or the city of Sydney Lyric and their mothers live in generaly, but when I do, I HAVE to to have one of my human roommates with me or I get completely lost. On Irk, in the areas underground and on the surface, the map is based on an easy to navigate, clearly numerically labeled grid. Same goes for Conventia, the Massive, Producia, Foodcourtia, Conventia, Devastis and 99.9% of the rest of the rken empire. Not so much on Earth... A lot of untamed forrests and rural areas. A lot of primitive cities in th upper- Americas, Europe, Australia and probably on the other continents too, but I haven't travelved to them yet. Lyr's co-mother, Gaz, is excited to take me to the "country" of Mexico in South America this summer. I hear the food is great, so I'm looking forward to the trip.
Maybe I should have stayed with Mad Madem Mem on her rogue planet. Her hive needed an experienced medic, but I've served the Irken Empire for SOOOooo many centuries. I REALLY needed a decade or so of low-pressure relaxation before my expiration timer clocks out. Lyr's uncle Dib keeps in regular contact with Zim and Mem, so if I am needed, I will gladly go back."
All-in-all, I am enjoying my stay... Hoop would have loved Earth, I know it. In a strange way, Lyr reminds me of him... There is something intriguing about human family clusters. Maybe Lyr is the smeet fate and biology denied Hoop and I... I'm grateful I can live the rest of my life with people who care about me and who went out of their way to include me in their family cluster. Their loyalty and love is incomparable even through a thick layer of dysfunction and human flaws. It took me a while, but I understand why Zim became so attatched to these monkeys.
Tonight (May 30) at 6:30PM, I’m at the NOTTINGHAM Waterstones with my novel Red Team Blues, hosted by Christian Reilly (MMT Podcast).
Tomorrow (May 31) at 6:30PM, I’m at the MANCHESTER Waterstones, hosted by Ian Forrester.
Then it’s London, Edinburgh, and Berlin!
Have you ever read a novel that was so good you almost felt angry at it? I mean, maybe that’s just me, but there is one author who consistently triggers my literary pleasure centers so hard that I get spillover into all my other senses, and that’s Ian McDonald, who has a new novel out: Hopeland:
Seriously what the fuck is this amazing, uncategorizable, unsummarizable, weird, sprawling, hairball of a novel? How the hell do you research — much less write — a novel this ambitious and wide-ranging? Why did I find myself weeping uncontrollably on a train yesterday as I finished it, literally squeezing my chest over my heart as it broke and sang at the same moment?
Hopeland is a climate novel, and it’s not McDonald’s first. Hearts, Hands and Voices (published in the US as The Broken Land) is a climate novel (that also happens to be about the Irish Troubles). So is his stunning debut, Desolation Road, which I picked up at a mall bookstore in 1988 and lost my mind over:
But those were climate novels written in the early stages of the discussion of the gravity of the anthropocene, and so climate change was more setting than anything else. In Hopeland, the climate is more of a character — not a protagonist, but also not a minor character.
The true stars of Hopeland are members of two ancient, secret societies. There’s Raisa Hopeland, who belongs to a globe-spanning, mystical “family,” that’s one part mutual aid, one part dance music subculture, and one part sorcerer (some Hopelanders are electromancers, making strange, powerful magic with Tesla coils).
We meet Raisa as she is racing across London in a bid to win a rare, open electromancer title. She is on the brink of losing, but then a passerby pitches in to help: Amon Brightborne, part of another mystical family whose stately, odd manor in the English countryside can only be reached by people who can work the “gateway,” which makes the road disappear and reappear. Amon is a composer and DJ who specializes in making music for very small groups of people — preferably just one person — that is so perfect for them that they are transformed by hearing it.
Amon’s intervention in Raisa’s bid for electromancy unites these two formerly disjoint families, entwining their destinies just as the world is forever changing, thanks to the decidedly un-magical buildup of CO2 and other greenhouse gasses in our atmosphere. They have a romance, a breakup, a child. They are scattered to opposite ends of the Earth — Iceland and a tiny Polynesian island.
Their lives are electrified. Literally. On her passage to Iceland, Raisa confronts a ship-destroying megastorm, speaks its true name, and sends it away before it can sink the container ship — captained by a Hopelander who gives her free passage — that she is sailing on. In Iceland, she falls in with more Hopelanders, tapping a thermal vent to create a greenhouse cannabis farm, which begets a luxury salad greens business, then an electricity plant that attracts cryptocurrency weirdos like shit draws flies.
Amon, meanwhile, is sinking into drunken ruin on his island paradise, where he becomes a kind of mascot for the locals, who respect his musical prowess. The island is sinking, both figuratively and literally, as its offshore king, hiding in a luxury mansion in Sydney, drains its aquifers for the luxury bottled water market and loots its treasuries to fund his own high lifestyle.
McDonald takes a long time getting to this point. This is a 500 page novel, and the build to this setup takes nearly 300 of them. Every word of that setup is gold. McDonald’s prose often veers into poetry, or at least poesie, and he has this knack for seemingly superfluous vignettes and detours that present as self-indulgences but then snap into place later as critical pieces of a superbly turned narrative. How the fuck does he do it?
How does he do it? How does he deliver a sense of such vastness, a world peopled by vastly different polities and populations, distinctly different without ever being exoticized, each clearly the hero of their own story, whether they live on a tiny island or captain an American battleship?
I mean, cyberpunk — the tradition McDonald most obviously belongs to — was always about a post-American future, but no one ever managed it the way McDonald did. He delivered a superb, complex, Indian future in 2004’s River of Gods:
And Turkey in 2011’s Dervish House, a novel of mystical nanofuturism set in an Istanbul that is so vividly drawn that you feel like you can reach through the page and touch it:
Those were ambitious books, but Hopeland puts them to shame. It draws on so many threads — music and art, climate justice, mysticism, electrical engineering, economics, gender politics — and has such a huge cast of finely drawn characters. By all rights, it should collapse under its own weight. I mean, seriously — who can write multi-page passages describing imaginary music and make it riveting?
McDonald is just so damned good at writing love-letters to places that turn them into characters in their own right. The first third of Hopeland treats London that way, bringing it to gritty life in the manner of Michael de Larrabeiti’s classic Borribles trilogy:
Or, for that matter, China Miéville’s debut novel King Rat, itself out in a fancy new Tor Essentials edition with an introduction by Tim Maughan, who absolutely bullseyes the appeal of Miéville’s novel of underground music, mystical societies and urbanism:
I have loved Ian McDonald’s work since I picked up Desolation Road in that mall bookstore when I was 17. One of the absolute highlights of my writing career was writing an introduction for the 2014 reissue of Out On Blue Six, a book that mashes up David Byrne’s solo projects, Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four, Huxley’s Brave New World, and Dick’s Do Androids Dream in a madcap dystopian comedy:
I’ve read everything I could find about how he manages these giant, weird, intricately constructed novels, like this fascinating 2010 interview about his research process:
But despite it all, I find myself continuously baffled by how manages it, but each book just stabs me. For one thing, he’s such a good remix artist. His three-volume, essential retelling of Heinlein’s The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress starts with Luna: New Moon (2015):
Which substantially out-Heinleins Heinlein, adding thickness and rigor to the tropes Heinlein tossed in as throwaways. Then, he topped himself with the sequel, Luna: Wolf Moon (2017):
Before bringing it all in for a screaming landing that tied up the hundreds of threads he pulled on in the course of the previous two volumes with the conclusion, Luna: Moon Rising (2019):
In each volume, McDonald proved — over and over — that he understood precisely what Heinlein was trying to do, then outdid him, and, in so doing, shredded Heinlein’s solipsitic, simplistic, seductive argument about a libertarian utopia.
Perhaps this is McDonald’s greatest gift: his ability to rework others’ ideas, tropes and tales, without ever trying to hide his influences, and then vastly outdoing them. That’s certainly what was going on with his wild-ass, deiselpunk YA trilogy, which started with 2011’s Planesrunner:
One important McDonaldism: being deadly serious about his whimsy. The books are all very whimsical, but never frivolous. To get a sense of what I mean here, consider his 1992 graphic novel Kling Klang Klatch, a deadly serious comic book about the Klu Klux Klan, told entirely through adorable teddybears in a noir cityscape, whose dialog is heavily salted with Tom Waits lyrics:
Back to Hopeland. It’s a climate novel, because what else could you write in this time of polycrisis? The book is vast enough to convey the scale of the crisis. The storms that ravage the world are both personified and realized, a terror to compare to any literary monster or Cthuhoid entity. But it’s called Hopeland for a reason, because it’s a book about hope, not nihilism, a book about confronting the crisis, a book about solidarity and love, about overcoming difference, about challenging the way things “just are.”
That’s why I was crying and holding my heart yesterday on the train. The hope. What a ride.
One of the reasons I was in such a hurry to read this novel now is that I’m appearing on a panel with McDonald this coming Saturday, June 3, at Edinburgh’s Cymera festival, along with Nina Allen, author of the new novel Conquest:
I’m so looking forward to it. I’ve written a couple dozen books since I read my first McDonald novel as a teenager, and while I still have no idea how McDonald does it, there’s something of his work in every one of my books.
Catch me on tour with Red Team Blues in Nottingham, Manchester, London, and Berlin!
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Art by the wonderful @lefthandedspaghetti !! Joon you're so talented.
Info on him:
Name: Dr. Sydney Forrest.
Full name: Sydney Will-Knox Forrest-Gösta
Age: 24
Nationality/ethnicity: born in England, raised in the us. British, swedish and french.
Accent: british with a hint of french, he cant say certain words.
Languages: english, swedish and french
Gender: male, cis
Sexuality: questioning gay
Hair colour: light, light blonde
Eye colour(s): green & brown
Hair type: short, fluffy, not styled/messy.
Physicality: quite skinny, around 5'9", always on his tip toes so probably 5'5", flamboyant look.
Personality type: INTP
Personality: awkward, intoverted, oddly polite to strangers, sarcastic, caring, sympathetic - cant do empathy.
Disorders/conditions: depression, ptsd, slight autism, svt (supraventricular tachycardia), horrid anxiety. He also have chronic backpain and once in a while borrows houses vicodin, but usually just has wilson massage it (i have chronic backpain and used to have svt.. 😁).
Voice claim!!
Voice: (Steven Patrick) Morrissey. (This but with a hint of french, but oretty accurate.)
Backstory: tw; sui, sh, @buse
Syd was born on the 2nd of june to his parents, Delilah Gösta and William Forrest. Deliah was a banker, and William was a doctor, a very good one at that. Syd didn't get much attention when little, no hugs, no pet names - no normal kid things. He was mainly left to his own devices. He got a proper education, but got bullied a lot for his looks and unusual placement at home. He isn't very confident at all, being extremely shy as his self esteem is very low. At the age of 9, his mum had left for another guy. William was broken, so he quit his job and started to drink, quickly becoming abusive. Syd couldn't deal with it, so he turned to sh and attempts. Non of them worked. At 14, he was placed in hospitalization because of one of the attempts, wilson being his doctor. Wilson noticed how awful his life was, and actually fostered Syd for a year until Syd managed to get into hopkins, getting a dorm at 15. He graduated at 18, started working at ppth and formed a good relationship with house, as well as wilson. Syd told house all about william, them having flings in college. Syd became cardio head at 20, even house is impressed. He sees wilson as a father.
Random facts/hcs!:
He ships house and wilson so much hes actually managed to make them kiss.
House taught him how to play piano.
Hes never had a love interest, but tends to swoon over random strangers.
He enjoys petnames and being held, in a platonic way, probably from childhood issues.
He has pictues of his dad and house from their college days.
His hair is extremely soft, people love touching it, and he loves people touching it (by people i mean house and wilson.)
He has a comfort object !! Its a rose gold stethoscope*
He absolutely sucks ass at saying tounge twisters because of his fucked accent.
He really enjoys cracking his knuckles, annoys the hell out of everyone.
Hes got a wonderful singing voice.
He collects really pretty rocks.
He steals wilsons clothes all the time, literally every time he vists.
Hes basically blind without the glasses.
Hes always on his tiptoes (same, i had casts for 6months when i was like 7 [didn't do anything])
* the stethoscope 🩺 ‼️
He has a dog!!
His name is Sawyer and is basically just a dog version of himself, why he loves him so much
On November 4th 1933, William “Billy” Read and Gordon Jones, members of the Bassendean Midland Cycling Club, left the Perth G.P.O. in Forrest Place Perth, in an attempt to ride to Sydney in under 23 days.
New PMATGA OC design!! Inspired by @urlocalbowserfangirl's Sydney OC
Name: Christina Cosmo Hunters
Fake name: Raven Cobra Thornberry
Species: Dhampir Fox-walker
Age: Fifteen
Sexuality: Straight
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Role: Anti-Hero
Occupation: Student at maze high and an inventor
Status: Alive
Appearance: Short fluffy brown hair,dark blue eyes, Banana yellow sweater,reddish pink skirt,tall white leg warmers with white pompoms and black Doc Martens. She has a large burn mark around her left eye,a gash on her left cheek and a small scar on her right cheek.
Family: Sunny(Aunt),Zac(Uncle),Pac/Pacman/Pacster(Cousin),Sophie (mother),Jasper(Father), Strawberry,Forrest, Blueberry and lucky (Children)
Powers/Abilities: Healing, telepathy, Mithridatism,Object summoning, Duplication magic, Shapeshifting, Telekinesis,Bringing drawings to life, Pyrokinesis, teleportation,turning into a fox.
Creations: Four plushies she brought to life from drawings.
Strawberry- A pink and white female Arctic fox with blue eyes and a yellow bow around her neck.
Forrest- A male red fox with green eyes,white paws and white ends on his tail
Blueberry- A female fluffy blue ghost with a wolf tail and ears,light blue eyes and mouth and little hands.
Lucky- A female black rat with white patches and bright red eyes.
Personality: Antisocial, Ruthless,Stubborn and tough. At times she can be sweet and helpful but she hates everyone in her school so she's only nice to whoever she chooses to care about and her plushie children. She's also a very curious bugger.
Neutrals: Pac,Spiral,Cylindria,Sherry,Buttler,Dr Buttocks,Tip,Ogle,Cap'n banshee, Elliptica,Sir Cumference, Fuzbitz, President Spheros,Grinder,Overlords of the outer regions,Specter,Jean,Madam Ghoulasha, Blinky,Inky,Pinky,Clyde.
Enemies: Betrayus,Apex,The Pacinator, Whale-topus aliens (especially their leader King Neptune),Dr Pacenstein,Sophie,Jasper,Skeebo,Master goo.
Likes: Burgers,Fries,Pancakes,Ice cream, Milkshakes,blood,raw meat, Spaghetti,Meatballs,Chocolate,Pop,Rap,Anime, Foxes,Cats,Wolves,Horror,The Monsterverse,Rainy days,Storms,Frogs,Ponds, Undertale,Bendy and the ink machine,Minecraft,Super mario games,Merry Berry Day.
Dislikes: Bullies, Socializing with people she doesn't know or like, Biological parents,Sour foods,Country music, Cigarettes.
Backpack storage: Stationery, Bottles of animal blood for her to drink instead of spending energy on hunting Pacworlders,Her plushie children,Raw animal meat since she can't stop her cravings for raw flesh,Chewing gum,Sketch book.
Favourite movies: Scream,How to train your dragon,King Kong(05'),Kong:Skull Island,The lost world: Jurassic park,IT, Abigail (2024), Ballerina(2016).
Christina was an unplanned pregnancy and her parents didn't want to keep her but instead of doing the rational thing and giving her up for adoption, they cut her cheek with a knife before lighting a fire and throwing her in it; leaving her to die. However, the fire was extinguished and she was pulled out of the fire by Betrayus himself. Upon realising Christina was a yellow orb, betrayus threw her away from him and walked away from her; once again leaving Christina all alone by herself. She would then accidentally turn into a fox,since she's a fox-walker, and walk into a nearby forest hungry and tired. Christina was found unconscious twelve hours later by a female fox who had lost her cubs to hunters just minutes ago. The female fox picked Christina up gently by the neck and would raise her for three years before receiving the same fate as her cubs. Christina knew she wasn't an ordinary fox so she had hidden that from her Foster fox mother before she disappeared. She would then spend the next five years in the wild trying to survive the best she could which was surprisingly easy. She spent most of her time in her Pacworlder form so she could teach herself to get used to it.
When she was seven years old, Christina met a very hungry and weak Count Pacula who hasn't had any blood in weeks. She had just stolen a large basket of blood oranges moments ago from a random person's house so she could have some blood herself as a Dhampir. Knowing how Count Pacula felt,Christina shared her blood oranges with him so they could both get their strength up. Count Pacula was known for drinking the life out of yellow orbs but he spared Christina because she was part vampire and pretty much saved him from turning into a statue. Christina wouldn't see Count Pacula again for many years to come but she was happy to have made her first friend.
When she was eight years old, she stumbled upon a rocketship that had its engine on. Being the curious child she was,she climbed into the rocketship and pressed a button and the rocketship took off into space at lightning speed with the opening closing as it did so. For an eight year old, she was able to control the Rocketship quicker than any other eight year old could've but that wouldn't last long; since she would crash into a Planet known as Planet Cupid. There was an invasion going on, where King Neptune was leading his army of Whale-topuses to destroy Planet Cupid and take away their power for himself and his army, so nobody noticed Christina crashed. Christina had no idea what was going on and tried to get out of there but she pressed a button that fired a laser and fried almost all the Whale-topus troops at once. Not knowing what just happened, the remaining troops fled in a panic with King Neptune looking very pissed off at the innocent eight year old who didn't know what the hell just happened. He approached her and called her an 'Annoying little brat' before flying off saying he would be back. The Cupid Aliens would slowly approach Christina who was scared and confused at the strange creatures before her. The queen would pick her up and stated to everyone else that she would be staying here and they should treat her like one of their own because Christina saved their lives. Christina was injured from the crash and couldn't talk for weeks but the Cupid Aliens called her Raven and she would live on Planet Cupid for the next four years.
A few months later, Christina would explore around Space in one of the Cupid Aliens' rocketships and landed on a small green planet where,in her words,a standing squid was. She hopped out of the rocketship and the figure turned around and was revealed to be Apex. Apex was surprised since he thought he had captured all of the yellow ones and was even surprised by the fact that Christina didn't appear afraid of him; instead she was curious by his appearance. Christina would ask who he is and upon hearing Apex was the leader of the Pointy heads, did a curtsy as a sign of respect that she learnt on Planet Cupid. Apex laughed and complimented her for her bravery and modesty. He wasn't surprised Christina was being nice but he was surprised she wasn't afraid of a foreign creature. Christina told Apex her name was Raven before saying she had to go and hopped into the rocketship and flew away before Apex could try and lure her into a trap.
Two years later, at ten years old, would be one of the most traumatic days of Christina's life. She would have to team up with Apex and his pointy head army in an attempt to incapacitate King Neptune and his army. Christina would end up with deep wounds on her arms and legs,a large gash on her right cheek and blood dripping from her mouth. She had taken those wounds to protect an adolescent pointyhead that was forcibly taken out of one of the giant robots after retreating to get more ammo. Holding a blooded dagger and defending the Pointyhead, Christina shoved the dagger into the Pointyheads hand and threw him at King Neptune, with the dagger piercing into his heart and making him fall off the planet. Apex just stood there watching as if nothing had happened then took the adolescent into one of his giant robots before taking off with the rest of his remaining army and flew off back to Planet Pointy Head; leaving Christina alone and wounded from the battle. She was later found unconscious, breathing shallowly by other Cupid Aliens that were sent out to look for her and was taken back to Planet Cupid immediately for emergency care.
At twelve years old, she would have enough resources to build her own Rocketship to get back to Pacworld. As much as she loved Planet Cupid and her foster family, she knew she didn't belong there and got rewarded powers for protecting their planet. After landing back in Pacworld, she would spend the next two years in the wild just wandering around and surviving before stumbling upon Pacopolis; her next adventure would begin here since that was the same year Pac accidentally set the ghosts free and she would be alongside him to stop Betrayus and the other ghosts from getting the repository,fighting the Pacinator to stop themselves from being frozen twice,stop jean from taking over Pacworld and causing ruckus,Defeating Cap'n banshee and his buccaneers,Defeating Apex and stopping him from kidnapping me and Pac and taking us to his planet,stopping a Ghosteroid from suffocating everyone in slime,Rescuing Elliptica from the NetherRealm,Stopping dinosaurs from destroying Pacopolis,becoming frenemies with a PointyHead during a cosmic contest in Space,Having Sir Cumference win in a contest against Dr Buttocks,Put Pac's brain back in his body after Dr Pacenstein transferred his brain into Pac's body,Capture the dentures of doom, Meeting bigfoot,help Pac overcome his self esteem of having zits,Defeat the virus ghosts,Catch the Were-flea that turns people into were-pacs,Stop the ghosts from taking the Tree of life after Dr buttocks cloned Pac's parents,Defeat the Pac-topus,Defeat the Grindatron,Frame Specter,Find the berry bush with the youth berry,Deal with Pac being cursed by Madam Ghoulasha,Stop betrayus from finding the repository by possessing his mother,Rescue Sir Cumference from the NetherRealm,Rescue Santa Pac from the NetherRealm, Recover the repository from the NetherRealm,Stop Pac from being controlled by the mind control chip Pac ate when he ate Buttler,Save Pacopolis from being sucked into the NetherRealm,Return do-ug back to the past, Explore the temple of slime, destroy Dr Buttocks' dragon fueled furnace to turn down the heat in Pacworld,Travel to Easter egg island to retrieve Betrayus' kidnapped ghost army,Watch Aunt Spheria defeat betrayus once again in a Pac-pong match,Stop Betrayus and his army from stealing the tree of life after they disguised themselves as actors in a parody show of Pacman,Use the Spooka-Bazookas to trap ghosts and eat them, Defeat master goo and stop grindette fron transferring data to Dr buttocks about the tree of life and the repository.
Christina wasn't there for Pac when he: Travelled back in time and met his parents,defeated Count Pacula since he's her ally,ate a bunch of food that was a part of a plan by Betrayus to force him eat until he's too full to eat a ghost or a power berry,Rescued skeebo from the NetherRealm,Acted like a friend to Buttler who was in disguise as a Pacworlder,had a nightmare about being in space for 75 years then coming back Pacworld that got taken over betrayus and his ghosts and when he got eaten by a Space worm with Fuzbitz and got transported into the wizard of odd dimension.