I've been a part of this club since April of 2010. For an entire ano I was on forums, chatting and laughing with the rest of you. I gradually grew out of it, and found myself visiting this site less and less, to the point where it had been months since I had been here.
Last night, my brothers took out an official Penguins DVD I had bought years ago. As I laughed with them during the episode "It's About Time", I remembered all the good times I had had here. The art, the craziness, the absolute insanity of the fans, but most of all, the joy.
I decided to check back in on this club, and you know what I found?
That same joy that had been there three years atrás is still here today. Sure, most of you are new faces. Most of the people I knew are long gone. But the fact remains that you enjoy this show, and you aren't afraid to be here to celebrate it. Some of you come from difficult situations, and this is your moment of relaxation and stability during troubled storms. Others of you are mais fortunate and come here as mere recreation. Some of you ship characters, such as Skilene and Dorski. Others of you just like chatting about episodes and going-ons at nickelodeon.
In the end, we are all here for the Penguins. The show that brought us together and left us wanting mais of them every saturday morning. The show that gave some of us a reason to be sociable to others that we didn't even know, complete strangers with one common interest.
I look back on my times in the fandom one last time, wondering where those experiences had gone, and I realize that they never left. I can still feel the passion of this club. Your joy and your togetherness are what truly separates you from other fandoms.
I will admit, I've found other stuff much mais interesting than the Penguins of Madagascar during the three years I've been gone. I've graduated, obtained my Eagle Scout Award, and even went to Haiti twice. But fanpop is one of my roots, and I will always come back home.
To you, the fãs of The Penguins of Madagascar.
Stay true. Stay zoo.
"Quite interesting. This is a new species." A voice said over my solitary confinement. "A pinguim with an ability to fly? How strange."
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind por digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do you think? Want me to continue? please comment :D)
"But it has teeth too."
It. I thought bitterly that's all they've called me with their sickening tests. I looked at my tattered wings and my pearl colored feathers that were now dyed wine red. It seemed another figure i hadn't noticed saw my red stains too.
"And why is it covered in blood?" there goes the 'it' again.
"Yes, it attacked the other species of its kind por digging it's teeth into the others. Even on its own parents."
"...Was this animal tested on before? did it always have these fangs?"
"No mam. It didn't always have those. it just...appeared... I don't know how. But it is having a dysect. tomorrow evening. We can't cure it. It kills whatever it sees, and it doesn't deserve to live."
And that's when I decided I'd escape.
(So, what do you think? Want me to continue? please comment :D)
