Cosmo - The Fairly OddParents: Breakin' Da Rules - Character Voices (PC - Computer) Edit

A box Timmy. A box of doom.

Ah, that's gotta hurt.

Ah, this is simple. All you have to do is knock Francis out of the ring three times. Now. On my signal, unleash heck.

All right, I'm back to a respectable size 780 that's petite for a star speeder.

And go, Tonga, Tonga.

And I feel frostbite coming on, and I hate it.

And I wish I didn't have to grant this.

And I'm skunk, your faithful sidekick. A skunk.

And it's appropriate for almost all occasions, like returning this book to the mummy and collecting all the magic dust along the way. And like that, I've tied it all together.

And space is just too cold for a two piece.

And then all we have to do is beat Franciscus in a fight to the end and restore the rightful emperor to power. Then Doga doga.

And you can take that to the bank, a snowbank. Yeah.

Are you getting enough air in that helmet?

Awesome, Timmy, you actually did beat the snot out of him. Literally.

But remember, with great power comes lots of booty kicking.

But we've still got to seal that portal before we transport anymore Fleming to the space-time continuum.

Careful, Timmy. That holds the fresh air of doom.

Cheese. Space cheese.

Crouch Timmy Crouch like you've never crouched before.

Don't say that too loud. It is the gold rush after all. Someone might try to strip Timmy for parts. Go as fast as you can. Timmy the secrets out about your heart.

Don't tell me you're the bomb. I read that in the teen magazine.

Don't worry, Timmy. It's always darkest before. Uh, it always stands before the dark. Don't worry, Timmy.

First we've got to pick up the baby squid and get it aboard the sub. Then we just need to find the mother's nest and bring baby back home. Wow, I'm just chock full of conveniently appropriate infor...

Get ready to burn rubber, but remember to obey all traffic laws.

Give me cus you beat the gladiators at their own game. Slap me for.

Good game, Timmy. Wait a hustle. Sarah won disimo. But every game has to have a loser. And by loser, I mean you.

Good job, Timmy, and the crowd goes wild.

Good one Timmy.

Hang in there Timmy. You'll get it.

Here are two more places the rules might appear. That's three so far.

Here's how long you've been playing.

Hey look, I'm granting fishes.

Hey magic dust, what are the chances?

Hey, I'm bouncy and delightful, too bouncy and delightful.

Hey, it's their bad wish ideas.

Hey, no germ warfare.

Hey, not bad for a kid in a silly pink hat.

Hey, we should check out one of these places.

Hey, you're right, Lollipop. I told you I'd love you until the end of time, and I still do.

Holy Open portal, mighty breath man. Let's seal this thing.

I call this one El Stink audio bona petite.

I can see the rules. It's so close I can taste it. Hmm. Tastes like chicken.

I couldn't hate this. Wish more.

I dig that, kitten. Check it out Timmy. You need to chase that crazy bus on your new wheels.

I don't see this going well.

I get it. With sticky skis you'll slow down to a crawl and never catch up to Doyle and his disgusting doggy mouth. Brilliant.

I have an idea. Let's try. Not getting hit.

I have no idea. But I do know we should try to seal the portal this time around. Cha Ching, I've done it again.

I wish I had the biggest ear plugs in the world.

I've got a lot, Captain. Prepare to engage.

If you wish to go back to the main menu use this.

It's not. This is your parents hometown in the 1950s. Luckily I got this handy Dandy Almanac of 1950s lingo to help us blend in.

It's the cure for the common cold that'll beat the snot out of him.

Jimmy Flattery will get you nowhere.

Jimmy, watch out for those snowmen.

Jimmy, you got your good deed stamp and close the portal. How cool are you?

Jump to me. Jump.

Just thinking about that makes my skin crawl.

Kimmy, you got out of the magic dust and close the portal. You must be on top of the world. Well, not technically, but just say the word and I can make it happen.

Let me check that down. Timmy untouchable. Make it happen.

Look, it's Vicky's heart off the port bow.

Me too. Hey, wait, I can go Cosmo. Go Cosmo.

Meat. Why did it have to be meat?

Monkeys are not. That barrel is no fun.

Moved him into any area by clicking on that location.

My mother wouldn't let me grow up to be a cowboy.

Need help wish here again.

Nice job Timmy. You were really slamming and now the baby is back with its Mama ohh slamming.

Nice one, Timmy. You got all the magic dust. Keep it up.

Nice work Timmy. The rules have got to be here somewhere.

Nice work. You got a good deed stamp and went unpunished. Sort of.

No, no toga party, alright, we'll have a seal the portal party in togas.

No. Bad wish. Bad.

Now let's collect the magic dust and hope Vicky doesn't have magic allergies.

Now let's collect the rest of that magic dust. I could use a new hobby anyway.

Now let's seal those portals.

Now let's try it really fast. Maybe you can get the high score and maybe I'll outrun some of this fungus.

Now that's one crazy mixed up wish I like.

Now we've got to close that portal, unless at least to a tropical paradise. Then I say go through.

Now we've just got to collect all the magic dust before it turns to magic Bud.

Now you see Timmy, now you. Hey, where's Timmy?

Now, I'd correct lamb chop Timmy, show lady icky how we do things in the 21st century. Go as fast as you can on this one.

Ohh no a breath mint his mighty breath. Mints 1 weakness.

Ohh no, Timmy's losing his grip on reality.

Ohh Timmy, that wish stinks.

Ohh yeah. See, Timmy crushed the competition with his maximum power up.

Ohh, aren't you are clever monkey? I mean cat cat.

Ohh, the rules is leaving again.

Or you could go really fast and try to beat your best time. Yay, hurray for that idea.

Ouch, mighty breath. Man takes a hit.

Out of this world, Timmy, you grounded the parent ship and put an end to their cloning scheme. You know, working together, we make one prime collective.

Outstanding, Timmy. You really stand out.

See, it's always the last place you look, floating over a river of snot.

So be it.

Sometimes I feel invisible, but that's something I gotta work through on my own.

Sorry, swallowed my gum.

Squaresville, man, squaresville.

Stop.

Sup to Timmy, Sub to Timmy. If we get hit again, it's over. I repeat. Over, over.

Taking the direction that you want to roll, the faster you click, the faster you roll.

Tammy, you're so repulsive. And I mean that in a good way.

That was disgusting, but definitely worth a good deed. Stamp just 10 more and you'll have your badge, Timmy.

That's because resistance is futile. Now let's find that there and ship and seal that portal. I mean wormhole.

That's gotta hurt. Hey, it does.

That's just big enough to work.

That's that's not tooty, that's Vicki's mom, Nikki as a little girl. Better not let that chick get you, man. It could cause a temporal anomaly in other sci-fi mumbo jumbo.

That's the best idea I've heard all day. PS cakies.

That's their Timmy skate skate.

The portal's closed, but we can still get that good deed badge.

The rules is gone, but the portal's still here.

There's the portal. Stay focused. Hey, look, it's Timmy. Hi, Timmy.

There's title. Just run into him, Timmy. We'll take care of the rest.

They're everywhere. No one is safe.

This calls for a timeout.

This calls for us lemon flash flair.

This is a good wish idea.

This is just a whole lot of bad waiting to happen.

This wish stinks. Not literally, but in a practical way.

Time waits for no man, but for a 10 year old city boy in a cowboy hat, no problem.

Timmy, you got a good deed stamp and all the magic dust. Now all you need is a Partridge in a pear tree.

Tiny legs of hairy terror.

Uh, Timmy, I think your wishes are taking a turn for the not so wonderful.

Watch out for those logs Timmy.

Watch out MBM, that Peppermint is full of sweet, minty danger.

Watch out Timmy. All signs point to trouble.

Way to go Timbo. You're a portal closing machine.

Way to go, mighty breath man. You've proven that justice may not always smell pretty, but it's always worth a couple of cents. Hey, look, sewage.

Way to go, Timmy. You got all the magic dust. Now we can make a gigantic magic dust Bunny. Why not?

Way to go, Timmy. You saved Doyle from almost certain doom and from a life of fame and fortune as the world's only skiing dog.

We need to catch dreidel and those species conveniently gotten ahold of, but we've also got to watch out. Perhaps cycles on the way down. Hang on.

We're going on a postnasal trip.

Well, let's get that dust and fast. The reality is this sewer virtually reeks. And once again, I'd like to point out I'm a skunk.

What we need is a giant throw rug.

Whoo bouncy skis. Ohh this will be fun. Not at all helpful, but fun.

Why? We're on the ocean floor 20 million years in the past. How cool is that, and how useful am I?

Wish you could try again push this.

Woohoo, you rock out loud.

Would that be a single bound or two?

Wow Timmy, you went really fast that time. That must be some kind of record or maybe a CD. I don't think anyone uses records anymore.

Wow Timmy, you've got all the magic dust. Of all the magic fields in the universe, dust is the most useful and the least stinky.

Wow, 2 new locations for the price of 1. It's a bargain shoppers paradise.

Wow, the Egyptians really love their giant ominous gates.

Wow, Timmy's not one of your better wishes.

Wow. Talk about a bait and switch.

Yay, our travel agent rocks.

Yeah, even in virtual reality, the sewer stinks. And this is coming from a skunk, for crying out loud. A virtual reality skunk.

Yeah, I mean, not have your muscles, hairstyle, good looks or singing voice, but Wanda loves me anyway.

You got a good deed stamp that'll save you a trip to the post office.

You got that right, Krazy. You blow a mean scooter, Timmy. Now we need to blast off after that magic dust. This 50s lingo is wiping me out, man.

You sure did, but you know, it would be really slamming getting that baby back as fast as we can this time.

You're getting an up close and personal view of the human body in all its splendor. It's beautiful in its own way. Is that what I think it is? A gross? It's touching me. Get Me Out of here.

Your wish is my command.

20 million years in the past. Right. Conveniently appropriate information is my bag, baby.