private YU-GI-OH card

    Lorrie checked herself in the mirror. She didn’t have anything dressy to wear, so she just went with a light fleece camisa and jeans. She had no makeup or jewelry because she feared that if she brought around such items, she’d only end up losing them. After fixing her hair back, she turned to Kowalski, who was in his cage watching her.

    “How do I look?” she asked, as if Kowalski could give her an audible answer. Though she was answered with an incomprehensible chirp, she said, “Why, thank you. I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Wish me...

> Turban... Gun... Dessert... for the first time, you must see 'Terrorist image' in your head. But no, It's Turkey Fidelis's order, who wore a bandana of Crescent moon... Turkey's Fidelis, the vast nations that already to launch a wave of conquest through the Africa, middle east and Persia... and are about to conquest whole Asia. But we were went here not to see any bloodshed or conquest, but to find the answer for the biggest perguntas in the 2nd Fidelis head. How his father lost his faith here, Why his father lost his faith, What's the relations between all the clue... everything getting...

    Lorrie Trace was a confident woman with skin the color of creamy leite chocolate. Her kind eyes saw the world in a perspective that most didn’t. She always tried to see the good in everyone and everything. Some might say she has a coração of gold. She attended Harvard universidade and received a doctorate in science and physics. Ever since, she’s been traveling the world, wanting to know mais about it and its wonders.

    As always, it was a freezing, below zero dia in Antarctica. Lorrie was wearing a heavy black casaco with a sweater underneath, thermal,...

Pitterpatterpitterpatterpitterpatter... said the raindrops as they made contact with the roof of the HQ. That, and the tick-tocking of the clock, were the only sounds that filled the air. Kowalski and Rico sat at the mesa, tabela in silence, occasionally exchanging glances. Skipper leaned against a nearby mural staring out the window, even though there was nothing to see but the blueness of the water in their pond. He had made some coffee and was holding a mugfull, but he hadn't drinken any of it and had allowed it to get cold. None of them had said a single word since they'd returned.

Kowalski and...

Here some fanfictions who I have in planning:

1. Dorski Fanfiction
Already finished. But my Sister will translated it in english.
It contains even my theory for ,,Kowalski must never know'

2. Hoboken Oneshots
Contains sometimes Hanson. And also SavioxClemson. But mais Hanson.
Beginning at when Clemson arrived Hoboken.

3. Another Dorski Fanfiction
At the moment, no ideas

4. Skippers death
Feelings of Kowalski, Rico and Private.
For the three a hard time.

5. Kowalskis, Ricos and Privates death
For Skipper a hard time and at the end he get new members from the HQ.
(I mean... it was also with Manfredi and...

Chapter 4: A new friend

The seguinte day, Kowalski and Rico dropped Private and surprisingly Phoebe at the wicked private school. The two team members left before Madame La Croche came. "Come here!"she ordered angrily as she pinned their flippers hard. Then, she grabbed them in. Inside was like an old castle. There must be like forty orphans in. "Get to work!"La Croche demanded. She pinned and grabbed Private. "Private!"Phoebe exclaimed in terror. "Honey Bunch!"Private exclaimed. "Wait, give me a state headcount. Did he just say Honey Bunch just now?"she asked to the other girls. "Yes. And I'm guessin'...

The three of them were forced to walk with burlap sacks over their heads. They were constantly tripping over their feet. They were led into some sort of building, at their guess, abandoned. They were sat down and a rope was wrapped around them, tying them together.

"Where's the fourth? And Eve?"

"I don't know sir. Skipper was on the other side of the park. We sent Eve over to deal with him since she's are best fighter. We haven't seen her since." The Boss sighed and looked over to his colleague. "Didn't you say that he was the one we needed?" His colleague nodded. "Yes, he's the only one that's...

Me: Hello, Skipper. I’m Livi and I will be interviewing you today.

Skipper: How do you know my name? It is topo, início secret and classified! Are you spying on me?

Me: Yes, I’m spying on you. In fact everyone is.

Skipper: Chimey changa! Do I have my own T.V. show or something?

Me: Yes, you do. Why don’t we start the interview questions.

Skipper: Okay…

Me: First question, how old are you?

Skipper: Young enough to do this! *kicks me in the face*

Me: Ow! That hurt!

Skipper: It’s suppose to.

Me: Is my nose bleeding or-

Skipper: seguinte question.

Me: Okay, um, everybody wants to know, who are Manfridi and Johnson?...

My mother looks down on me with concern. I reach my flipper up to my forehead, and examine it. As I scan my flipper, I realize it's covered in blood. Every breath filters me with pain. My torso aches, and my mid-back cramps. I'm the least of my worries now. My mother tolerated the storm with no shelter. "You poor thing! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry!" She whispers and coughs. "I'm fine, momma, but you look sick. We should find a place to stay, so you can rest." I say. "Thank you, Skipper. There's a vacant igloo over there we can stay in." She says pointing to the snowy shelter.
We start waddling...

I don't recall much of what happened after that. There's a breif memory of waking up in a corridor. I could see blurred imagens of someone carrying me on a stretcher. Then I passed out again. When I woke up the segundo time, I didn't drift back into unconciousness. Someone jabbed me in the shoulder shouting, "Get up you! Get up!" I sat up in what I realized was a cot in a cell. With a jolt I realized where I was. The enemy prison, and I was their captive. "Get up now!" The creature beside me snapped. He was a manatee, and he wore a white coat. "Who are you?" I asked. Suddenly the manatee's wide...

The seguinte Morning...

*penguins are riding around in their car trying to beat the track record*

Kowalski: "C'mon, Rico! Almost there!"

*Rico passes the finish line*

Kowalski: "YES! We shaved 4 segundos off our best time!"

*Rico/Private/Kowalski high five & Rico accidentally hits Skipper in the head*

Rico: "OH! Sorryboutthat."

Kowalski: "Skipper? You okay?"

Skipper: "Oh, I'm okay. Just a little tired. Guess I shouldn't have taken that shift last night."

Skipper: C'mon! Shape up Skipper! They're gonna catch on! ...

Marlene: *jumps out of her habitat* "Hey guys! Whatch...Um, why are you driving a car?"...

*The following artigo is going to be my longest chapter so far.*

Skipper drew out a small oval locket made of gold and showed it to the stranger. It was also hanging from a fine silver chain, and small words were etched on it's surface: Skipper, leader.
His attacker was shocked. After all these years, she finally found a member of her family, of which she recently started to believe was lost forever. She lowered her bow and arrow. "Skipper?" she asked, unable to believe it. "Yes Melody. It's me." Skipper answered. Now that she wasn't attacking him anymore, Skipper wondered why he hadn't realized...

Chapter 18: The Final Battle
“It’s time to end this war! They killed Coryn. But, we have defeated The Striga and Nyra. But, we can’t end this war until we take out Dr. Blowhole.” “Agreed! He shall pay for what he’s done to us!” Soren, the new king of the Ga’Hoole tree, declared. “Okay, Mumble, Gylfie, and I will go spy on Blowhole. Everybody else, stay here and get ready for the battle.” Pat proclaimed. “Pat, we want some action.” Blu said, pointing a talon at Nico, Pedro, and Jewel. “Alright, we could always use mais eyes.”

Later, the group, Blu, Nico, Pedro, Jewel,...

Chapter 12: The Evil Paring of a lifetime

Private and Kowalski were celebrating the victory, when a familiar face popped up on the TV. “Greetings, Private and Kowalski! I’m surprised that our Dragon Owls, Pure Ones, and crabs haven’t killed you yet. But this is only the beginning of my plan.” “What do you mean, Bottlenose?” “We are going to have an all-out assault on Antarctica, the Ga’Hoole Tree, and Paris! We will slaughter any animal that doesn’t cadastrar-se the Tytonic order of Pure Ones!” “You’re mad! Nobody in their right minds would cadastrar-se you!” Private exclaimed. “Well...

*Hey guys! This is a 2-way article, so me and cattoy10 are taking turns composição literária this! Enjoy...*

Skipper was lying on his back, Rico on his side, Kowalski on his stomach and Private's beak was stuck in the sea-sand. A wave crashed over them, as the wave moved back, all their eyes were open and red. Skipper had seaweed on his head (looks like hair XD). "Ahhh...Where are we?" Skipper asked, getting up. "I Dunno, it looks like some sort of *gasp*" All the penguins beaks fell open, they had landed in an island paradise. It lush, green ... and silent, Skipper immediately recognised the silence. "Where...

Chapter 4: Perfect Performance
Note: words in between dashes are said through the headsets.
(inside the pinguim habitat)
SK: Opening time. Time to show off our playful pinguim antics!
(a crowd of tourists gather outside the pinguim habitat)
KW(Private): -Oh no, how are we going to carry out our routine without messing up our moves?-
PR(Kowalski): -I don’t know, Private, but we’ll have to figure out something soon. How about we try those we do in pairs first? Then we can just exchange roles.-
SH: -Good idea, Kowalski! Private, would you mind so much as to make that little suggestion to Skipper?-...

So one dia Kowalski decided to clear out his lab. He threw out lots of scrap metal. Then he came across a familiar-looking broken machine...
K: Hey, isn't this my old mind-switching machine? (remember Roger Dodger?)
He decided to fix it up.
K: Done! The mind switching device is fixed!
Afterwards, Skipper came into the lab to check on what he was doing.
S: Oh, Kowalski. Don't tell me you're inventing again!
K: I'm not inventing, I'm improving my invention! There's a difference!
S: (points at machie) Then, what's that?
K: The Cerebral-Switcher 2000!
S: So, what does it do?
K: Well, it switches two person’s...

Okay I am posting the first chapter of my fanfiction on Fanpop, but if you want to read the later chapters check them out on fanfiction under the name catastrophe. this is the link link

well here you go

Hi, this is my first Fanfiction I hope you like it! But before you read it, just know the beginning is in multiple languages and there is no need to translate it, but if you do please know that the translation might not make too much sense because of a few issues with formatting. Well enjoy!
Contacts with Tokyo have been cut. Military movement has -- पनिक इस स्प्रेअडिंग...

"Hey, Skipper", Private said. "We just wanna help you!"
"Please", Marlene pounded on the door harder. "Open this door, just tell us why you're atuação like that!"
"This is classified", Skipper said. "But... I can tell you something about this map." He removed the lock, opened the door and they entered the room.
"Okay", Kowalski said. "Now tell us."
"Not here, friend", Skipper said as he pressed a button on the remote. Something opened up the floor, like a ladder. They entered everything about their lifes.
Skipper rolled up his map and began to speak, his friends in a horizontal row.
"Gentlemen, I--"...

Skipper and Lilly belly-slid throught the long hallway. There was a large, colorful stain-glass window ahead of them. That was the window where they were going to have to make their escape. Then, Skipper realized something that made him stop dead in his tracks. "Skipper, what is it?" Asked Lilly, turnining around. "My wedding ring. It's still in the other room." Skipper replied. He then looked down at the floor where the mines were placed. Then he CAREFULLY picked one up. "Okay Lilly. Im going back to get the ring, but if ANYONE sees you here, throw this." Skipper instructed. Lilly took the...