It has been a good run with Greeny Phatom people for around 5 years, but sadly all good things must come to an end. The founder of the revived wiki announced his retirement, the wiki's security is quite fragile, and the wiki has been left abandoned for quite some time (except on some users' parts). So, due to this, starting immediately, we are merging into Dream Fiction Wiki by May 31st, 2019. We are working with DFW's administration to create an environment where both sides can live in harmony, with an establishment of a WikiProject-like initiative. More on Ootwar's blog soon.
"Subtitling is the laziest form of translation. Plus, most kids in countries that use it for stuff like TV shows are uneducated in English and probably can't read them! So, dubbing is the more effective model of transformation!" - Robert Stainton in a interview for OWL Magazine, 1998.
"Russians are hard to work with." - Robert Stainton on Soyuzmultfilm's overseas animation work for Greeny Phatom, 2001.
"Greeny Phatom is the biggest property I own, and I hope I never have to sell the damn thing." - Robert Stainton to FOX executives, 1994.
Laser, I think there's something I had to tell you about the GreenyToons crossover film. You see, if we're going to restore and restart the script and production on the animated GreenyToons movie, then what we really need to do now for the movie is to rewrite the script so maybe we can add in a different story that is a lot more kid-friendly and a lot more original than before. You think you can handle that? Please reply. Thank you.
Here's something that Crystal Stainton posted on her blog in 2013.
"It seems me and some of my family members have developed a general fixation to the Emergency Alert System thing. When I was 15 in 2000, I was at Alex Apple's mansion with Valerie watching Blue's Clues on Nick Jr. on CBS on a modded portable JVC CX-60US color TV (thanks Jack for the info) hooked up to a digital-analog TV receiver my dad made himself, and in the middle of a commercial break, the fucking alert tone blared, warning us of a 911 outage in the next town over. Valerie cried like the dickens, and I RAN AS FAST AS FUCK to Alex's animatronic programming room and moaned "Oh shit!" repeatedly. One day in 2003, I was cleaning my Helen Henny costume and fixing some small tears. As I painted over a scrape in the paint on the beak, the EAS came on. It was... odd to say the least. My dad was watching one of the Brave Little Toaster films in the living room, the alert tone blared, but the video was still there. Text saying "THE NATIONAL WEATHER SERVICE HAS ISSUED A BLAHBLAHBLAH" scrolled across the screen while the computer voice, called "Paul" (thanks to Kristian for the info) told us that a so-called "Red Flag Warning" (which meant that conditions are ideal for wildland fire combustion, and rapid spread, and everyone within 6 nanometers of a forest were basically fucked) was going on. He had Kristian's circa 1970's VCR (she had cleaned the heads the day before) going, and I have it on tape. One odd one was when I was 8. My dad's girlfriend was visiting, and all of a sudden, the EBS (the oldtime EAS) came on, warning us of a "Lakeshore Flood Warning" thing. I shit my skirt. It's nice, but it's too scary for some people"