IRC-Galleria

1. Indispensable for Jak
2. Cheeky and unpredictable
3. Reckless
4. Missing pants
5. Clumsy
6. App. 50cm small
This companion has plush, velvety fur, but can be cynical and mean. Sometimes his carelessness makes life so much harder.


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Sculptor: Hey! Little furry dude! Oh, I thought you were my muse!
Daxter: Your what?
Sculptor: You haven't seen a muse before? It's this tall and crazy like a lark!

Daxter: Hey baby! Why don't you and I go cruisin' on this A Grav Zoomer?
Keira: Rule number one, I don't date animals...
Daxter: Ah, you don't know what you missin'!

Red Sage: Heh heh heh heh...! You've finally come to rescue me! Do you know how long I've been in here? Heh heh heh...! What are your names?
Daxter: I'm Daxter. He's Jak. He's with me.

Maia: We have been given a beauty beyond anything you could understand.
Daxter: Beauty? Have you two looked in a mirror lately?

Warrior: Oh, my aching head.
Daxter: I doubt that's one of your vital organs! Walk it off, Tough Guy!
Warrior: Oh, sure, I was tough once. Maybe even the toughest of them all! I single-handedly defended this village against those horrid creatures for almost a year. Then that horrible monster arrived and commenced the boulder bombardment. So... full of valor... armor shining in the sun... I climbed the hill to take him on. But he pounded me like one tenderizes a Yakow steak.
Daxter: Have you tried attacking him with your melodrama? Cos it's killing me.

Samos Hagai the Green Sage: It's about time you two decided to show up!
Daxter: Nice to see you, too! Do they have you mopping the floors now?

Daxter: Look, old man! Are you gonna keep yappin', or are you gonna help me outta this mess?
Samos Hagai the Green Sage: I'm gonna keep yappin!

Boggy Billy: I own these here parts. Everything that doesn't sink into the mud that is!
Daxter: Judging by the smell, I'd wager your bathtub sank into the mud long ago!
Boggy Billy: What's a bathtub?

Jak: Where would you be without me, eh Dax?
Daxter: Well, I probably wouldn't be 2 feet tall, fuzzy, and running in a sewer without any pants... God, I miss pants.

Jak: Great, more mucking in the mud...
Daxter: I hate to burst your bathtub bubbles baby, but that ain't just mud down there.

Krew: What is that awful smell?
Daxter: Great! We do your dirty work, and end up smelling worse than a wet hip hog in a warm barn.
Krew: No, I think it was my lunch, actually.

Daxter: Hey, Tattooed Wonder, how come we get all the crappy missions?
Torn: Because I... don't... like... you!

Vin: Oh, friendlies? Oh, thank goodness! We... so... whe... where's the army?
Daxter: Ah... we're it.
Vin: What? Just you two? What do they think I'm worth?
Jak: I'm beginning to wonder that myself.

Keira: Erol's the best racer I've ever seen.
Jak: He's not what you think.
Keira: And you're a good judge of character? Ha! Look at you. People say you get angry and... change. Besides, the Jak I knew wouldn't be working for a guy like Krew.
Jak: I need Krew's connections to fight the Baron. Without my... You know what? Do it your way, and I'll do it mine. Just don't come crying to me when the walls fall down!

Pecker: Greetings, brave fighters! The one, the only, the greatest highness of all highnesses, the magnificent, eminently...
Damas: Enough. Just get on with it.
Pecker: Sorry, I got a bit carried away. Did I mention how fabulous your hair looks?
Damas: Pecker!

Oracle: You will need all the power you can muster to survive this terrible test, great one.
Daxter: I can handle it.
Oracle: I was talking to the tall one... shorty!

Kleiver: Care to wager a little somethin' on a race, then? If you win, I'll let you keep that little vehicle for as long as you live. And if I win?
Jak: I don't have anything.
Kleiver: I'd say that yappy rodent of yours is a bit bony, but skinned and buttered he'd make a nice treat. My vehicle against him.
Daxter: Forget it buddy! Jak would never...
Jak: Done.

Daxter: Torn? What are you doing to my place?
Torn: We needed a southern HQ for the war. Plus, I kinda like the sign with the Ottsel Head outside.
Daxter: Yeah... it's cool, huh?
Torn: We use it for target practise.
Daxter: Hey!

Daxter: Ah, excuse me Count Vulgar...
Count Veger: It's Veger!
Daxter: Yeah, whatever. Isn't it kinda nice to just curl up in the shade sometimes? Just chillin it... watching the hot babes prancing around in their skimpy little bikinis. Ya know, how they just jiggle. I get that special tingling feeling in my tail.