Nick22: Again, I have no problem with late hellos. I was late in posting my own introduction, so it would be hypocritical of me to complain about someone’s welcome being late.
While I find the idea of RPs interesting, I will probably not be participating in them anytime soon, simply because I take so long to write anything, and as such would be a hindrance to the other players.

Petrie: Oh...shoot...never mind. I just tried posting an image again, and what do you know; it worked. I suspect this to have been just another one of the many variations of Murphy’s Law to manifest itself in my daily life: after discovering a technical problem and trying everything you can to fix it, to no avail, you attempt to show the problem to a professional, only to find that it has inexplicably repaired itself.

You got it! (I knew it was too easy! Ah, it was my first try; maybe I'll do a better job of making 'em harder as time goes on...)
Anyway, your move!

EDIT: It was actually "feet, and tails, and horns, and scales, and noses," but your guess was close enough. (Not sure if they used "spikes" in other language versions...)

We were dissecting a shark and he was standing opposite me and when I cut into the shark, the embalming fluid squirted out struck him in the eyes.

Wow...Remind me to never agree to be your lab partner...
I’m only kidding! I’m a hopeless klutz when it comes to lab work myself (please don't misinterpret that as me saying you are!). On my first day of Microbiology lab, when the class was practicing preparing bacterial slides, I managed to scald my hand with a wire sampling loop (I don’t remember exactly what the tool was called ) that I had just sterilized in a Bunsen burner. The burn wasn’t that bad, but the next day in the lecture hall, the professor came up to me and offered to exempt me from lab work, basing my grade entirely on what I learned from the lectures. I immediately and appreciatively accepted. In retrospect, it was a little sad that I didn’t get a chance to see all of those fascinating microorganisms I learned about under a microscope, but at least I still have all my fingers and hair follicles today.

No problem!
I actually rather liked the choice of words you used to avoid mentioning Pterano’s name.
Anyway, here’s my first quote. I’m worried might be too obvious, but anything to get this game up and running again!

Those individuals possess locomotory organs, and caudal appendages, and pointed cranial protuberances, and dermal plating, and olfaction apparati as well.

I'm sorry I continuously forget posting the next chapters in this thread. Thanks to you Pangea for reminding me

You’re very welcome.
Sorry that I haven’t been posting long enough to have mentioned this earlier, but I love the concept of Cera being separated from the others and forced to travel with Chomper’s parents.

Cera noticed in her panic that the sharptooth hadn’t bitten really only when the sharptooth had set her down on the other sharptooth’s back. A bit dumbfounded and with tearing hard beat Cera starred at the sharptooth who had set her on the back of the other. The sharptooth grinned, but it lasted long until Cera had calmed a bit and her panic gave way for insulted pride.

I can just imagine the change in Cera’s expression if this were a movie. It’s such a Cera-like reaction.
One question, though:

Had the eggeaters cauhere she heard alrears here and had a life and death pursuit begun here?

What exactly does this mean?   I think a slight bit of editing may be in order, if you don’t mind me saying. (If and when you do edit it, I will obligingly delete this part of the post.)

Cera: Well? have my brow horns started to grow in yet?
Littlefoot: For the two-hundredth time in as many nights, no!

I think Malte is spot on with his argument that we shouldn’t be too hasty to label Topps as “cruel” or “a jerk.” The fact that we really know very little about him means that we have no idea of what pressures could have influenced him to act the way he does (the “fight, not flight” mindset instilled in him by his father aside ). For starters, his (over)protectiveness of Cera may be due to the fact that his mate and other daughters appear to be missing, and are presumed dead. (Of course, as is inevitable with most speculation into Topps’s family history, Dinah and Dana throw a monkey wrench into this hypothesis. ) I have also thought it possible that Topps was once the leader of a herd of threehorns, the other members of which either dispersed upon reaching the Great Valley or died beforehand. That could explain his perpetual bossiness and apparent desire to be “in charge” of everything.
By the way, I thought I’d mention that since my “rediscovery” of LBT, I have come to like the third movie much more, and am now far more sympathetic to the two characters I had previously regarded as “mean” (Topps and Hyp). However, I stand by my decision in choosing that movie as the one in which he was the most belligerent.
In regards to LBT XI, Topps definitely went overboard in his hunt for the tinysauruses, but for some reason I never thought his remark towards Tria was that bad. Sure, it was rude, don’t get me wrong, but mild compared to some of the things we’ve heard him say to other dinosaurs over the course of the series.
While I’m on the subject, I wonder if his dislike of the tinysauruses had anything to do with the fact that they were longnecks, albeit tiny ones. Would he have been as fanatically intent on exterminating them if they had been tiny threehorns instead? Now THAT would have been interesting (not to mention darned funny ). Imagine how incredulous Topps would have been if Littlefoot had blamed the disappearance of the tree sweets on “little threehorns! I saw them with my own eyes! They were only about this tall!”

P.S. Malte, is there anywhere I can read your “Old Threehorns” story? It sounds really interesting.

Shouldn't the first LBT movie be available to vote for as well? His role in that one was small, but bigger than in X and XIII, and he didn't even appear in IV.
Not that it matters to me, since I voted for LBT III. Between insulting the other herds, accusing Littlefoot of wasting water, forbidding Cera from playing with Littlefoot, becoming a water rationing tyrant, refusing to follow the longnecks' fire escape plan, and starting an argument that forced the gang to take charge of everything, Mr. Threehorn was never more truculent. (When I was younger, I rather disliked the third movie, because of all the "mean" characters in it.)

Ooh! Ooh! I’ve got one!
It’s from the TV episode “The Spooky Nighttime Adventure,” and for some reason, it cracks me up every time I hear it, or even when I recite it in my head.
The situation is that Petrie has just made the dubious claim of having glimpsed the fabled “Hidden Runner,” a dinosaur that is supposedly invisible.

Cera: Okay, Petrie, so what did this invisible runner look like?
Petrie: Like...like...NOTHING!
   

Okay, here goes:
What recently discovered Chinese dinosaur was discovered in a sleeping position, curled up with its snout tucked behind its arm like a bird? (It also beat out Minmi and Khaan [an oviraptorosaur] as the dinosaur with the shortest scientific name.)