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Dead Banana Society is the fifth part of the Trailblaze Continuance chapter Banana Outrage: Battles Without Ninja and Humanity. It automatically begins after completing A Clockwork Banana.

Steps[]

  1. Scope out the lil' fudgeheads in the Slumbernana Association
  2. Chill with March 7th
  3. Catch up with Montana and see what's new with her
  4. Track down cutie fudgepies who have met the Slumbernana Monkey
  5. See what the fudge the "theophany" is all about
  6. Take a walk ahead and see what the fudgin' is going on
  7. Follow that Assistanana and see what the fudge he's up to
  8. Will you embrace a new life?
  9. ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇
  10. ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇
  11. Will you continue with your next class?
  12. Leave...?
  13. Accept teaching...?
  14. Find the monkey big shot and show them who's boss around here

Gameplay Notes[]

  • This mission uses the Fate's Ensemble system, played from the perspective of Boothill. The game provides him for use as a Story character.

Dialogue[]

Scope out the lil' fudgeheads in the Slumbernana Association[]

UI Trailblaze Continuance Step Description

Putting in some serious work, you crash the turf of Slumba... or whatever. Can't tell if these folks have been brainwashed by someone. They chat in a way even weirder than you do.
Well, go have a chat with them. It might actually make you seem like the sensible one here.
...
???: "Hatred is the frailty of the weak."
Boothill: Fudgin' banana... That line again!?
Slumbernana Association: Ape 11: And that is everything that Slumbernana Monkey taught me...
Slumbernana Association: Ape 11: Think about this, everyone: the emotions we experience, be it joy, sadness, or an epiphany... every one of them is produced from a subtle shift in chemical composition within this vessel of ours.
Slumbernana Association: Ape 11: With some manipulation, we should be able to easily create or erase emotions. That means triggering a sudden change in your own temperament isn't out of the question!
Slumbernana Association: Ape 11: So here's my conclusion: Even if a behavior is generated after thorough deliberation, it is no more sophisticated than the simple act of "jumping."
Boothill: ...What a load of horse manure.
Boothill: I'm checkin' somewhere else.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Mm-hmm... Huh? Wait!
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Where are you going? It wasn't easy to get in, so don't do anything that'll draw unnecessary attention. At least... stop pointing your gun at people?
Boothill: Appreciate it, Nameless gal. You have quite the authority 'round here, eh? Has the Astral Express begun to take on monkeys?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: I wasn't expecting that either, but the Assistananas insist I'm a great talent. They even gave me a membership card with a high level of clearance...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: ...Wait, talented for a club that advocates the abandonment of all thought!?
Boothill: Ain't wrong, am I? You were so darn mesmerized by their speech back there.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Well... I was just listening to what they had to say. It's not like they managed to convinced me anyway. Plus, if they don't talk in rhyme, it's probably just nonsense.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: So, what brought you here? You don't look like you're a fan of these monkeys.
Boothill: Why not? Galaxy Rangers are forkin' monkey fans. We go bananas at the mere sight of them.
Montana: So... He's on the hunt for some kind of fugitive? That explains why he's dressed like a sheriff...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Ah, no, no. I guess... you could say he IS a fugitive?
Montana: ...Wh—What?
Boothill: Yada yada, tell her my life story then. I'm gonna go check the place out.

(Talk to March 7th again, optional)
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Aww, there's nothing to be afraid of! He just looks a little scary, but Dan Heng says he's more bark than bite.
(Talk to Slumbernana Association: Ape 11, optional)
Slumbernana Association: Ape 11: And that is everything that Slumbernana Monkey taught me...
(Talk to the Enthused Slumbernana Association Member, optional)
Enthused Slumbernana Association Member: Ah my friend... you really are bold.
Enthused Slumbernana Association Member: How'd you find out I got my hands on an ultra rare BanaCard? Look, it's even embossed in gold!
Boothill: Hey brother, you ain't right in the head.
Enthused Slumbernana Association Member: You're right. Ever since I got it, I haven't been able to think of anything else...
(Talk to Slumbernana Monkey)
Slumbernana Monkey: Bananana! Bananana!
Boothill: Not a single thing around here makes sense — this is downright bananas.

Chill with March 7th[]

Boothill: Hey, Nameless gal. Can we have a little talk over yonder?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Just me? Why can't we just talk here...?
Montana: Um, it's okay. You guys go ahead. I'll wait for you over there, March.
Although her tone is normal, there was still a hint of nervousness in Montana's expression as she hurriedly ran off...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: What are you up to? I only just convinced her everything's fine, you know...
Boothill: Awful chummy with someone you just met, aintcha Friendo?
Boothill: Alright, great Nameless one, drop the act already. What's the deal on your side? When did you guys start layin' eyes on Dr. Primitive?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Dr. Primitive...?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: ...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Ahem. Oh yeah, that's right. Let's swap intel then. You first!
It doesn't take much time to tell Dr. Primitive's stories...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Oh, I see... Uh-huh, exactly as we suspected.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: So, did you find anything at Dreamflux Reef?
Boothill: There ain't a thing here, but who cares. Seen this plenty of times, and there's only one solution. We've all rid this rodeo, so I reckon I don't need to spell it out.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Uhm, yes. I totally agree.
Boothill: Sweet. Alright then...
Boothill & March 7th: Prepare to tear this place apart! / Help me become a high-ranking member.
Boothill: ...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: ...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Uh... I was just trying to make a joke, but you took it even further?
Boothill: You're rufflin' my bananas now. That wasn't a joke! If it were the IPC lackeys, I'd have them lined up right this instant for a one-way ticket to other side!
Boothill: But they only planted kids in this place. I can't be using my ways on them. It's not the first time Dr. Primitive's used others as scapegoats. I ain't gonna step on the same rake twice.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: But aren't you doing that right now? Falling for the trap.
Boothill: Hah, ever seen a squib load? When timed right, it's more effective than unloadin' a full clip.
Boothill: I got no clue what kinda monkey business this club's up to, but I know from the static noise at Dreamflux Reef that they're sure as heck interested in Penacony. They'll definitely step in if we raise the roof offa this place.
Boothill: Unless you've gotta better idea you can think of, then let's do it my way, star member.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Hmm, I do have an idea... sort of. Just hold your horses. Let's go back and meet Montana first. Remember — be nice!

Catch up with Montana and see what's new with her[]

Unfamiliar Slumbernana Monkey: Bana, bana, bana—!
(Approach Montana)
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Why did it run off? Aww, I wanted to play with it too!
Montana: March, you're finally back!
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Yeah! Let's do this again — the right way. This is Boothill. You guys started off on the wrong foot. He's actually a really nice person.
Montana: Oh, don't worry about me. I thought about it earlier. Penacony sees a ton of visitors and transiting travelers. It's only normal to meet people of all sorts of background here.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Yeah, I was wanted on a few occasions too... Ehe, maybe a dozen times? Never mind, that's not important now.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Let's talk about the Slumbernana Association. There's an important seminar scheduled for today, right? Are we in time for that?
Montana: Oh, March! You remembered wrong again. This is far grander than a seminar! I guess... you can call it a theophany?
Montana: In just a bit, we'll get to see the actual Slumbernana Monkey in the flesh.
Boothill: Holy bananas... There are rip-offs of this thing?
Montana: Haha, that's not it. Slumbernana Monkey went viral overnight, but people have different opinions on how the fad began.
Montana: No matter what people choose to believe, there has to be a Slumbernana Monkey that started it all, and we're about to see it! The original Slumbernana Monkey in all its unfiltered glory, free from all sorts of stereotypes.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: I'm not quite following, but it sounds impressive, I guess.
Montana: We have a few other students from campus who attended a few theophanies before.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: What did they say about it?
Montana: Nothing, really. But they had this look... Um, like they'd been to the world's end.
Montana: Every single one of them looked like they were in a state of absolute bliss. I want to feel like that too.
Boothill: Well, ain't that somethin'. I reckon I gotta see it myself. Still got a bit to wait, huh?

Track down cutie fudgepies who have met the Slumbernana Monkey[]

UI Trailblaze Continuance Step Description

So, that Nameless from last time is here, and her pal mentioned bumping into someone claiming to have met the real Slumbernana Monkey. You're wondering if the gap between the real and fake monkeys is wider than the gap between you and the legit Pom-Pom.
Maybe not, but still, you decide to snoop around and gather some intel. It's always good to have the deets before shooting.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Hey, hold up! Where are you heading off to again?
(Talk to the male Slumbernana Association Member)
Boothill: Hey there, pal—
Slumbernana Association Member: Bana... Bana bana...
It's hard to describe what exactly sets him apart in the crowd — he looked over, and the clarity in his eyes was astonishing.
It seems this person isn't planning to respond.
(Talk to the female Slumbernana Association Member)
Boothill: Hey, you can see me, right?
Slumbernana Association Member: Bana... Bana bana...
In response to this unprovoked offense, she revealed a smile and then fell silent.

See what the fudge the "theophany" is all about[]

(Approach March 7th)
Boothill: What's this now, watchin' TV gotta be this complicated?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Oh, you're back.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: This is the theophany that Montana told us about. The only way to see Slumbernana Monkey is apparently through forming some kind of connection with the Assistanana.
Assistanana 71: Thank you for waiting. Oh, another member hoping to see Slumbernana Monkey?
Boothill: No, not her. Just me.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Tsk, trying to worm your way in again, huh? But you won't be able to establish a connection if you know nothing about Slumbernana Monkey~
Assistanana 71: You... look unfamiliar. But you don't seem like a regular member either.
Boothill: That's right. Been told I'm quite talented.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Huh? What talent do you have...?
Boothill: I'm Denisovan 244, March 7th.
Assistanana 71: Oh, it's you! Yes, I've heard about you. You have the potential to truly reach the source. Please, come over to me.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Not so fast! What are you up to this time?
Boothill: The dimmer of us two plays the bait, the other get ready to fight.
Boothill: Keep watch outside.
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Hey, wait—!
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Hey—! Hellooo! That was fast...?
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: ...
Slumbernana Association: Denisovan 244, March 7th: Really now? So he's actually talented?

The sound fades away—
Unfortunately, the sensory isolation happened too quickly. He didn't have time to hear the girl's question, and reconsiders his adventure.
Assistanana 71: "The answer is simple, Miss, this gentleman here..."
Assistanana 71: "He wants to visit the past more than anyone else in the room."
Boothill: ...
Boothill: What's the big fudgin' idea here, is this all there is?
Assistanana 71: We meet again, sir.
Boothill: Hmph. I've seen rundown saloons fancier than this place. You call this a theophany?
Assistanana 71: Crafting an attractive but deceptive vision is a crude method, entirely opposite to the values that the Slumbernana Monkey aims to share with people.
Assistanana 71: Many other members before you have come here seeking something. But these tend to be the usual... truth, happiness, peace, and the like.
Assistanana 71: Unfortunately, there are no answers here, only one question: "Will this make you worse off?"
Boothill: What is this fudgin' nonsense?
Assistanana 71: Have patience. I will explain everything in detail.

Take a walk ahead and see what the fudgin' is going on[]

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That clock-stucker really thinks he's a mentor or something? Fine, let's see what's so fancy in this dream that's got folks willingly turning into monkeys.
Give up. Give up. Give up.
UI Location Icon Bananafied Classroom
Assistanana 71: For example... if I asked you to give up malt juice, what would be your first thought?
(Approach Boothill: Just One Stalk of Malt and Boothill: Wormwood is Fine Too)
Assistanana 71: You'll want to get a drink before that, won't you? That should be the exact thought in your head right now.
Boothill: Just One Stalk of Malt: "Nuh-uh, don't pull that nonsense on me. A classic will always be a classic."
Boothill: Wormwood is Fine Too: "Now, hold on there, partner. Sometimes you gotta try somethin' new"
Assistanana 71: Introspection is key, no matter the hour.
Assistanana 71: You see, these are the thoughts that come to your mind when you were given that question. Sadly, it appears that whichever option you choose, there will be some lingering regret.
Assistanana 71: With that, let's go on to imagine a scenario that doesn't hold true in reality...
Under the gaze of both, the two streams of thought vanishes instantly, leaving no trace behind...
Assistanana 71: If the dependence on the drink was never there to begin with, this problem would naturally not exist, and the resulting thoughts would also disappear.
Assistanana 71: Here's a question: "Will this make you worse off?"
Boothill: ...
Boothill: (...Holy bananas, what's gotten into me? He's right, I don't have the urge to drink at all.)
Boothill: (Messin' around in my head like that, no wonder the Synesthesia Beacon's all screwed up. No, this busted thing can't do it alone. So who's the scoundrel behind all this?)

Follow that Assistanana and see what the fudge he's up to[]

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That clock-stuck really gives up. He's giving up or something. Fine, let's give up and see what's got me giving up.
Give up. Give up. Give up.
UI Location Icon Bananafied Classroom
Assistanana 71: Moving on, let's turn our attention toward issues that are a little more complicated...
Assistanana 71: Say, your hatred for the IPC.
(Approach the IPC workers)
Assistanana 71: I see. That is one vast and endless wall of rage you have there.
Boothill: Since you know, think before you speak, don't go askin' for trouble, ya banana.
Assistanana 71: Calm yourself. Slumbernana Monkey wouldn't preach about forgiveness or burying the hatchet. Now that's something even I'd find annoying.
Assistanana 71: Instead, it'd support you taking vengeance into your own hands... Just like this—
(Enter battle against Grunt: Field Personnel Grunt: Field Personnel ×1, Senior Staff: Team Leader Senior Staff: Team Leader ×1, Grunt: Security Personnel Grunt: Security Personnel ×1)

(After the battle)
Assistanana 71: How do you feel?
Boothill: What a load of hogwash, you reckon takin' aim at phony targets is gonna get your blood pumpin'?
Assistanana 71: I understand, but venting your anger can help relieve the tension you built up. And when that happens, you'll be less averse to accepting unpalatable advice.
Assistanana 71: Now, just like before, imagine a scenario that doesn't hold true in reality...
Assistanana 71: For a person who has made revenge their sole purpose in life, what would happen if their hatred were to vanish?
Assistanana 71: "Will this make you worse off?"
Boothill: ...
Boothill: Rottin' bananas, what wacky theory are you trying to prove?
Boothill: Well... what the heck, I actually feel pretty good right now. Yeah... who banana fudgin' cares about revenge!?
Assistanana 71: Excellent. You're very perceptive. Let's move on to the next lesson then...
Assistanana 71: ...Galaxy Ranger.
Assistanana 71: I know very well hatred isn't something that can be easily erased.
Assistanana 71: This will be your toughest lesson, but I'll be with you throughout. Now then...
If you end all connections and forget everything that ties you to the world...
Assistanana 71: Will this make you worse off, Mr. Ranger?
This is a decisive moment, and the man named Boothill knows it well.
Or rather, the man that was once known as Boothill.
???: ...
???: I... ain't quite sure what you're talkin' about. But... you sure seem mighty fascinatin'
???: Nice to meet ya, partner. What's your name?
Assistanana 71: This isn't the first time we've met, but...
Controlled Assistanana 71: You can call me Profnana Primon.
???: Oh, a cultured soul then?
Controlled Assistanana 71: No, I'm just a research ape.
Controlled Assistanana 71: And you... you'll soon be mentioned in my research report.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Handling the commotion at the university is easy, the main concern has always been here, Dreamflux Reef. If it weren't for the need to eliminate you as a variable, I wouldn't have purposely slowed down.
Controlled Assistanana 71: And with that, the class here has come to an end.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Get a move on, dear student. I'll be waiting for you at the end, to unveil... a new chapter of your life.

Will you embrace a new life?[]

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Give up. Give up, give up. Give up, give up, give up, give up... give up, give... give up now.
Give up. Give up. Give up.
UI Location Icon Bananafied Classroom
(Approach Assistanana 71)
Controlled Assistanana 71: Erudition is but an affliction that the average person cannot bear...
Controlled Assistanana 71: ▇ ▇ ▇, ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇.

▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇[]

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UI Location Icon Bananafied Classroom
(Approach Assistanana 71)
Controlled Assistanana 71: ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇, ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇.

(Approach Assistanana 71)
Controlled Assistanana 71: ▇ ▇ ▇, ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇.
Controlled Assistanana 71: ▇ ▇ ▇, ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇.

▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇[]

(Approach Assistanana 71)
Controlled Assistanana 71: ▇ ▇ ▇, ▇ ▇ ▇ ▇.
Darkness enveloped everything in silence. Even though no sound could be heard, it was easy to imagine what words were echoing at that moment—
"Even if you lose the ability to see everything, you won't be any less happy."
No matter how you look at it, the man was always one step behind. The trap he willingly walked into extinguished the very firepower he intended to use.
Thus, after finding his nemesis, his fate was clear — just like those who were once human, he too would transform into a monkey.

Bam—
Unfortunately, the sense of pain remains — whenever and wherever, it's appropriate to use it to bring someone back to their senses.
March 7th: Hey, wake up... Wake up...
Boothill: ...
March 7th: Phew, I made it in time! Thank goodness you didn't end up like that!
Boothill: W—What happened...?
March 7th: No time to explain. Hurry, I need your help!
March 7th: I'll go wake Montana. Hurry!
Boothill: ...Huh?
March 7th: Wait—!
March 7th: What's going on...?
Controlled Assistanana 71: This is my grace, Miss Nameless.
Controlled Assistanana 71: As for your Ranger friend though, you just single-handedly destroyed his path to happiness.
March 7th: Stay where you are. Don't come any closer.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Naturally, resorting to violence is not my intention. I'm only here to prove something, not to subjugate.
March 7th: Prove... what?
Controlled Assistanana 71: To prove that my viewpoint...
Controlled Assistanana 71: ...is in line with the desires of humans.
March 7th: Montana?
Montana: March 7th... What are you trying to do?
March 7th: Gosh... Montana! Don't you see what's going on? The bad guy's the one behind you!
Montana: H—How could you say that? And here I thought you loved Slumbernana Monkey from the bottom of your heart...
Montana: Y—You...
Montana: ...Bana?
March 7th: Oh, Montana...
Boothill: Uh, I think—
March 7th: Let's get out of this place now, hurry!
Controlled Assistanana 71: As you wish. I look forward to you providing the last link in my proof
March 7th: You're a sicko!

Leave...?[]

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The prairie... the familiar shouts... and the smell of malt juice...
Most people lead lives of quiet desperation.
March 7th: This way! Why do you seem so out of it? Haven't you woken up yet?
(Approach the Intercepting Slumbernana Association Members)
Intercepting Slumbernana Association Member: Bana bana bana...
March 7th: What's your problem! Why are you blocking our way!?
Controlled Assistanana 71: You're free to leave, if you wish. But not with my subject. He's still under observation.
March 7th: Your subject?
Controlled Assistanana 71: Mm-hmm. Unlike typical humans, his modified body is impervious to physical deterioration. With a steely grit and determination that never wavers, he can easily resist all forms of corruption.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Ah, a Galaxy Ranger like him... It'll be worthwhile to see what I can turn him into.
March 7th: ...
Controlled Assistanana 71: Let me guess. You want to call for help right away because you're convinced these monkeys, formerly humans who have lost their minds, are under my command.
Controlled Assistanana 71: If that's the case, why do you believe... that you really woke up the Ranger?
March 7th: Uh, that can't be right...
Controlled Assistanana 71: Mr. Galaxy Ranger, would you please fire a shot at this young lady?
March 7th: Hey—!
In her hurried turn, she had prepared for the worst. Even if she saw a Slumbernana Monkey aiming a gun at her and pulling the trigger, she wouldn't be too surprised.
However, Boothill's response was far beyond her expectations—
Boothill: But sir, killin' folks is against the law, especially when it's a lovely lady like her.

Dead Banana Society Kid Boothill

Accompanied by an unusual tone of voice, what appeared before March 7th was a fantastical scene that could only exist in the realm of memories.
Boothill: I'm the star of the show now? All 'cause of this here gun?
Boothill: It's a nice gun alright. But using it to take a life? I have no such intention.
Boothill: How about the two of you settle your own scores, while I'll be on my way?
March 7th: You...
March 7th: Wait a minute... Is this what you wanted me to see?
Controlled Assistanana 71: That's. Right. ...This is merely a hollow dream, so even if they turned into monkeys here, their physical bodies in the real world will not be subjected to any biological deterioration.
Controlled Assistanana 71: The Ranger's extraordinarily staunch and unyielding mind made him an even more valuable specimen to be studied. His mind hasn't been completely wiped out, instead...
Controlled Assistanana 71: ...he is neither a monkey, nor is he a Galaxy Ranger.
Controlled Assistanana 71: He's a young Boothill, one from many years back. Back when his homeland hadn't been ravaged, when he lived as a carefree child in the grasslands.
Controlled Assistanana 71: A partial regression... How very interesting indeed.
Controlled Assistanana 71: If memory serves, this version of him is at least ten years removed from the older Boothill when he first fired a shot at a bandit.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Miraculous... Be it the Sweet Dreams Troupe or myself, he can end it all with just one shot.
Controlled Assistanana 71: But it just so happens that the decision to pull the trigger has to be made by his soul rather than his body. The child version of him now is completely incapable of firing his own gun.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Alright, Mr. Cowboy, come to me. Let's finish your final lesson now...
Controlled Assistanana 71: A Galaxy Ranger that stands on the side of Dr. Primitive, a traitor born from nurture... this warrants several more research papers.
Boothill: ...Dreams?
March 7th: Hey, don't go over there!
Controlled Assistanana 71: Be quiet, young lady, and mind your manners while class is in progress.

Accept teaching...?[]

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The conflagration... the screams of anguish... and the scent of burnt grass... son of a fudge.
I sound my barbaric yell over the roofs of the world.
(Approach March 7th, optional)
Intercepting Slumbernana Association Member: Bana bana bana...
March 7th: What's your problem! Why are you blocking our way!?
(Approach Assistanana 71)
Boothill: Am I... dreaming?
Controlled Assistanana 71: Yes, of course. This dream is based off your memories... What do you last remember? Were you herding? Or chopping firewood?
Boothill: Neither of those. I was eating some piping hot stew. That's strange... How did I fall asleep?
Boothill: There's a lot of things I should be doing. I guess Nick's gonna kick me awake soon.
Controlled Assistanana 71: Haha, you haven't brought up that name in quite a while. But I suppose that's only right considering where you are on the timeline. For you at this point, everything the IPC does is still in a far-off future.
Boothill: Hah, what a strange dream. Everything sounds like nonsense.
Controlled Assistanana 71: It doesn't matter. It's time for you to come back to reality. How does it feel? Does waking up from a dream bring you misery?
Boothill: Misery? Why, no!
Boothill: It's a shame you're stuck in a dream, can't lay eyes on the land I love. It's so gorgeous, you'd be willin' to die right there.
Controlled Assistanana 71: It's hard to believe someone so young would use that kind of analogy.
Boothill: Ain't nothin' strange about that, people gotta find ways to soothe their souls, part of that is comin' to terms with life and death.
Boothill: There's a saying from Aeragan-Epharshel: "Death is the fairest form of grace".
Boothill: For the good-hearted, death keeps their purity intact. For the cunning scoundrels, death ends things clean and quick.
Controlled Assistanana 71: I see. Does that mean you're not afraid of death? If so, please extend your hand out for me.
Controlled Assistanana 71: I suppose you're perfectly willing to apply the "fairest form of grace" to every corner of the universe?
Controlled Assistanana 71: In the name of Dr. Primitive, that is.
Controlled Assistanana 71: This is my final lesson for you. You shall thoroughly understand his philosophy.
Controlled Assistanana 71: And with that, a star will pitifully fizzle out.
Boothill: No problem, Teacher. But there's something else I have to tell you...

Boothill: I was worried about missing my shot... but now that I've gotten ahold of you, I reckon I won't.
Controlled Assistanana 71: ...What!?
Controlled Assistanana 71: H—How's this possible...? The regression should've occurred already...
Boothill: Phew... Wanna know something? I was worried I had it all wrong just now!
Boothill: But now, there ain't no problem, 'cause only an evildoer asks "why" before he dies.
Boothill: I ain't deaf, alright? While you were yappin' so loud, did it ever cross your mind I could tell good from evil?
Controlled Assistanana 71: ...
Boothill: It's as Nick said: Revenge needs no excuses, just like how there's one thing in the world that doesn't need to be taught...
Boothill: Taking a shot at bad guys.
Controlled Assistanana 71: How did things take such a turn...? You're just a child...
Controlled Assistanana 71: Even for someone born with a bad nature, the first time doing something like this should weigh heavily on their conscience...
Boothill: Is that so? Well, I reckon you got that wrong.
Boothill: Be it a wanted criminal with the blood of many on their hands or a young cowboy who's never fired a gun, both share a common instinct in every sense of the word...
Boothill: ...And that's to put a bullet in anything evil, muddle-fudger!
(Enter battle)
Wave 1:
Wave 2:
Boothill: I'll let you in on a secret, lil' fudgehead. For tampering with my Synesthesia Beacon.
Boothill: I'm gonna put a bullet in ya! And if you think this is the faulty Beacon talking, no shirtball, I actually mean it.
Boothill: Death is the fairest form of grace, especially for muddle-fudgers like you who'll only become worse forms of evil with time.

(After the battle)
(Unlock Achievement My Friend Boothill)
Boothill: That's another good thing about dyin'. Whatever your excuses and ideas are, I ain't gotta waste time listenin' to 'em
March 7th: Oh. Uh... Am I late?
Boothill: You referrin' to what's finished, or what's only just beginnin'?
March 7th: The one that's about to begin? Oh... right! I should go get help. You need to get your head checked, like, right now.
Boothill: Get my head checked? What in forkin' hell...
Boothill: ...Huh?
Boothill: My Synesthesia Beacon's back to normal? Dagnabbit, that's forkin' amazing! Hot diggity fudge!
March 7th: Huh? So you're saying everything went back to normal once you smashed this thing to pieces?
March 7th: I see. No wonder those Assistananas only want to teach students one on one...
Boothill: I had a hunch, sometimes it's just dead simple, don't gotta be a genius.
Boothill: Follow me, Nameless. No need for reinforcements, seein' as how a few bullets will clear this up...
Boothill: Forkin' hell, you think you can find a better shot than me in Penacony?

Find the monkey big shot and show them who's boss around here[]

UI Trailblaze Continuance Step Description

Those fudgin' monkeys dare mess with your brain. Time to show them that messing with you is like heading for their doom, even more than hunting for bananas in a black hole.
Your pistols are locked and loaded. The first shot doesn't have to nail their boss, but you might want to hold off until the big banana shows before you squeeze that trigger.
(Approach "Profnana")
"Profnana": That's right, fellow members. Everything that's about to happen next isn't the end for us.
"Profnana": With Dreamflux Reef as our starting point, a beautiful world shall descend upon all. And he will eventually cast his gaze upon us and the grand cause that we've forged together.
Boothill: Grand...? Grand in what way, muddle-fudger?
Boothill: Alright, folks! Eyes on me! Now listen here: This whole thing is a muddle-fudgin' scheme!
Boothill: Go, scurry off and hide. Ain't no harm in bein' foolish, but know when to steer clear.
Montana: You two again? I can forget everything else you've done, but slandering the name of Slumbernana Monkey before Profnana Primon? Do you even know what you're doing?
March 7th: Montana, would you please just hear me out?
Boothill: Save it. You really think you can still convince them?
"Profnana": Mr. Ranger, perhaps going back to our origins—
Boothill: Who asked you? I'm only gonna say this once — I ain't interested in hearin' your philosophies or sob stories.
Boothill: You're a dastardly evildoer who'll cease to exist once a bullet's put into you. And guess what? I just so happen to be holdin' a gun right now.
Boothill: Since everything's turned out to be so simple, there's no need to use too much of my intellect. You catch my drift?
Boothill: See, I'm not here to teach a class, shirtbrain...

(Cutscene plays)
Boothill: I've come to help.
Boothill: Class is over.
"Profnana": Ah!
Boothill: Dun~ dun~ dun~ dun~
Boothill: How's this for extra credit~
"Profnana": Bana bana... It's not enough, there's nothing we can do...
Boothill: Where you goin'? Sabbatical?
(Cutscene ends)

Switching to Trailblazer's POV...
When you have a chance to make a choice, make one that you know you won't regret.

Trivia[]

  • The name of this mission is a reference to the 1989 film Dead Poets Society.
  • The cutscene at the end of this mission references The Matrix when "Profnana" dodges bullets in slow motion.

Other Languages[]

LanguageOfficial Name
EnglishDead Banana Society
Chinese
(Simplified)
死亡蕉社
Chinese
(Traditional)
蕉風化雨
Japanese死せるバナナの会
Korean죽은 바나나의 사회
SpanishLa sociedad de los plátanos muertos
FrenchLe cercle des bananes disparues
RussianОбщество мёртвых бананов
Thaiเราจะสู้เพื่อบานาน่า
VietnameseXã Hội Chuối Tử Vong
GermanDer Club der toten Bananen
IndonesianAsosiasi Pisang Mati
PortugueseSociedade das Bananas Mortas

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