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posted by andresandru
The four entered with The Comander to an arena that was very large, it was al gray, the floor was divided in squares, just then the Comander stopped and turned around there he pulled out a gray cilinder with some black dots on it, he then pressed a button, and two large concrete blocks appeared, he then spoke

"I'll teach you how to use the plasma saber's power so well, that you will do this, blindfolded!" the Comander said, he then put a vend infront of his yes, and jumped and broke with one slice the two concrete blocks

"wooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" they all said

"her have yours!" the Comander shouted, throwing four of these plasma sabers, Skipper's one was blue, Marlene's one was green, Julien's one was purple, and Maurice's one was yellow (like mrs yellymertington!)

"and do this!" the Comander started to do movments and the four did the same, while from a cabine upward The Great Master saw them, just then Marlene entered there with him, and both started to see themselves how they fought, the students were fighting with a pair, and Skipper was with Marlene, the GM (Great Master) broke the silence between the both animals

"I remember those days, when you and me just were friends!"

"yeah, me too, those were magic moments" Marlene continued putting her head in GM's shoulder

"yes, magic indead, I wish I never ruined them..." GM said, looking at the ground, Marlene looked up at him, got nearer and kissed him, then she said

"it wasn't your fault, you were younger, I must go to help Mandy with the controls, she is really bad sometimes" she leaved, giving GM a last glance, they both looked at each others eyes, lovingly, then Marlene leaved,

"I better go to help me after what I will say" GM said to himself

while downer...

Skipper won Marlene, she fell in the ground and Skipper had his sword in her neck, he then put it off and helped her to go up

"Skipper, if you could....would you.....like to... I don't know.... have a o jantar, lanchonete together?" she asked shyly at Skipper

"sorry Marlene, soldiers can't stop time in dinners and stuff!" he said, in a proud tone, which made Marlene get a little angry, but then Julien, who beated Maurice, appeared

"Marlene, would you like to go to a dinery place tonight?" Julien asked, Skipper was hoping a no

"ok Julien, nothing would be better" she answered as she and Juliene leaved, Skipper managed a smile until Marlene and Julien passed the door, when it closed, he started slaming the floor, and GM was looking at him, remembering him, then he went to talk to him

"why I always ruin everything?!" Skipper sat and almost cried, just then GM sat seguinte to him and gave him a light pat on the back, then he talked

"I know what you are feeling, don't cry, let me tell you something you'll tell yourself when this moment gets to your life: girls want a man who makes them laugh, a man that likes to talk, and a romantic man" GM told him

"yes, but I don't have neither of those cualities!" Skipper answered, with his head down his flippers, but before GM could consolate him, Mandy appeared

"Great Master, we are now located above the base of Yollderwin"

"ok, Marlene, Skipper, Julien, Maurice and the comander will enter and finish Yollderwin" he comanded, Skipper goot up and rushed towards the main cabin, there he saw the Comander (Private), he explained fastly how to activate the ships, they all entered, and the ships were launched

"If that Yollderwin makes a bad mover to Marlene, she'll be dead!" Skipper thought as he and his palls headed to the base, a whole planet that was combletly black, the castelo was tall and really cool, you could see it from far far away

Skipper tried to tell Marlene what he felt for her, he put the radio with Marlene on and talked "hey Marlene"

"*sight* what now Skipper?"

"I have to tell you that, that I-"

"intercepting enemy forces!" the computer said cutting the conversation between Skipper and Marlene

"dang it!" he thought
After watching Driven to the Brink, I NEEDED to write this. Enjoy!


Skipper walked through the dark zoo alone. It was well after midnight. He was tired after a long dia of training, but he had to make sure the rest of the team was asleep. Especially Kowalski.

"Doris!" He whispered, "I'm here!" A head poked out of the golfinho tank. Doris looked around, clearly nervous. "Are you alone?" she asked. Skipper nodded.
Doris looked relieved. "Remember, we can't let ANYONE know about this. They could tell Kowalski!"

"No one will know," Skipper promised.

"Are you sure we're doing the right thing here?...
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Kowalski’s beak hurt.

He was afraid of the dentist, and had been putting it off for some time now. He saw a zoo ad for “Painless Dentistry” and decided to give it a go. After all, if it was painless, it might help him get over his fear of dentists. He walked into the waiting room. The sign read that the dentist was out at twelve o’clock. It was eleven fifty now.

In the back, Skipper is putting away his instruments. His secretary, Marlene, buzzed in.

“There’s one mais customer to see you, Skipper. Kowalski Houseman. He says its an emergency.”

“Houseman, you say? Kowalski?” he...
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posted by beastialmoon
Master of Puppets

Hey, its time for a new chapter! Hope you all like it! It’s one of my longest yet, seeing as this is one of the Longest (and best) rock songs of all time.

Lulu told them why she was here. “My habitat in Hoboken is damaged, and I’m staying here for a spell.”
“We’re happy to have you back, Lulu. It seems Phil is rather excited.” Skipper said. Eyes turned on Phil, who was busy beijar Lulus feet. He stopped, blushed, and backed into the crowd.

I’m your fonte of self destruction

The penguins rolled away, giving the chimps some alone time. Truth be told, she was doing...
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posted by theWOLFPACK15
 run as fast as you can and don't stop for any reason.
run as fast as you can and don't stop for any reason.
Dark clouds romed the winter night sky of New York. a cold rainy night was coming. Down below in Central Park a mother raposa was watching her pup playing up ahead as she walked behind.

"Ok little one, i think its time to head back to the den." The mother said in amuzment as she got close to her kit.

" Aww, but mama its not that late" The kit protested.

"No, but it will rain soon and i don't want to get wet when its this cold out." She pointed out. "now come on." she turned and started to walk the way where their antro, den was.


" Okay!" the kit said as she pranced her way beside her mom.

There was silence...
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(These are the first comments I have gotten)
-First comment ever made when I joined myspace, was like a fun greeting-
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Col. Skipper
(Apr. 21,2010 6:55PM):
"1Ah...Blowhole! My arch nemesis!
Finally made an account I see...It's obvious that weare NOT friends!"
•__________________
-That was a wounderful welcoming was it not? Ahahaha...anyways,
Yet that was not such a bother this was-
________________________•
Lyn Cassady
(Apr. 22,2010 7:55PM):
*Cassady smirks* "Well....never thought I'd see you here."
•_____________________
-I got suspisous knowing I did not know...
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posted by krazy4kowalski
Skipper: Well, boys, Private’s out having chá with the chimps. Let’s say have a little fun. Rico! I’m gonna need some explosives! (No answer, Rico’s not there) Kowalski, where’s Rico?
Kowalski: I don’t know! He was here a segundo ago!
Rico (off screen): Imiheeah!
Skipper: What are you doing in here?
Rico: Mumbahaho!
Kowalski: What is that you’re holding? (Gasp) Marijuana? Where on earth did you find it?
Rico: (points in general direction)
Skipper: Rico, you know we agreed not to use drugs!
Kowalski: Yes, give us one good reason for its use.
Rico: Floombago.
Skipper: Hmmm, that does make...
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It was a warm morning in the New York zoo.
three out of four penguins were asleep, Kowalski, Rico, and Private.

The leader of the group Skipper, planned on not wakeing them up yet.

And was too busy trying to fix the coffee maker.

And por all notes, the boys knew Skipper was not a morning person without coffee.

"SWEET MOTHER MCARTHER! WHY WON'T YOU WORK?" Skipper yelled.

"HUH?" Kowalski banged his head on the topo, início bunk.

"CUPIT??" Private said and woke up and noticed he was beijar his pillow.

"zzzz" Rico snored.

"Oh hello boys, why are you guys up this early?" Skipper asked with a secret smile.

"Hrmm. I'm sure you know.." Kowalski mumbled.

"Well, since you soldiers are up, how about helping me fix the coffee maker?"

Private pretended to sleep again.

Kowalski had no chance to pretend to sleep again, and he dreaded to help Skipper with the coffee maker.
the last time he had to help him.. he almost lost a flipper...
OPERATION: início SWEET HOME
CHAPTER THREE
~ Of Thursday and the Times ~


“All right, men, none of us want to see Marlene shipped out of here, so we need to come up with the right plan to block it,” Skipper declared as he took his assento at the mesa, tabela with the other penguins. “I want to hear every possible option.”

Rico grinned at the thought of every possible option, and promptly regurgitated a stick of dynamite.

“Kaboom! Kaboom!” he mumbled as he pulled the stick from his mouth. “Ha, ha, ha!”

Skipper shook his head.

“I like your attitude, Rico,” he said, “but what would we blow...
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posted by skipperluvs
Well, it is 1:52 AM and I am so freaking bored. What does an author like myself do? She writes a story. So, I was drawing something for Deviant Art, and for some reason, I just got that idea stuck in my head…so…Here ya go! Please Review, and give me ideas for future chats you'd like me to post on here, thanks! -^_^-

So here are the chat names!

Skipper: Classified

Kowalski: Einstein2

Rico: Kablamoo

Private: LittleWinky

Julien: RingtailRocks

Maurice: MauriceYO

Mort: IheartFeet

Marlene: Marlene3

Chat Number UNO!

Classified is Online

LittleWinky is Online

LittleWinky: Hey, Skippah!

Classified: -_-!

LittleWinky:...
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posted by ThatDamnLlama
Skipper jolted up in fright. He looked around. At first his vision was blurry and he was unfamiliar with his surroundings. After a few seconds, his vision cleared and reconized the comfort of his bunk. It was dark. It must have still been early in the morning.

His coração was still racing. What a nightmare! He was relieved it was all just a dream, and he relaxed. His dream felt so real, like it actually happened. Much mais real then any of his other dreams. He could've swore it really happened. He was even surprised that he was asleep in his cama instead of actually running from Marlene.

Skipper...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
(Have no idea if I should make this a one-shot or not)


"It's Valentine's day!" Private yelled cheerfully. "...well tomorrow."

At the middle of the room, Skipper just rolled his eyes. "Private, what's so great about that?"

"It's a dia about ♥'s, and love, and...♥'s! I can't wait!" he said, "Who knows, maybe [1]you'll[/1] find a encontro, data Skippa'!"

"Private, No. I'm not ever, ever, EVER! going to encontro, data again!" he yelled. "I'm not even sure amor exist anymore."

"Skipper, amor does exist," said Kowalski, "It's inside our bodies. Which is located somewhere in the circulatory system."

"You too Kowalski?"...
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posted by Tripenguinman
Here is part two. It features Julene (JulienxMarlene), Prilene (PrivatexMarlene), and Martino (MarlenexAntino). The last one we have never seen these two together but who cares. We might as well analyize the facts on it.

Julene- I'm sorry to all the fãs of this but no way. It will crash and burn. Julien obiviously has feelings for Marlene but there are too many holes in it. One, Julien is mais important to himself than Marlene is. Marlene needs full and utter attention which also explains a problem with skilene and marski. Not enough time for Marlene. Plus Marlene has made it clear that she...
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posted by ggreen7295
Blazing Love

-NYFD, 2300 Hours

An alarm rang, the fogo men sprang to the pole and slid down to the 1st floor. And most immediately went to the fogo trucks. One ran to another.

“What's the diagnoses?” One fireman asked

“A fogo at the Central Park Zoo.” The other said.

The first fireman lowered his head, closed his eyes, and sighed in disappointment. “Jesus, people trying to kill animais these days?”

“I don't know if that was the cause of the problem.” Then he started to run towards a firetruck. Then he turned and put his arms out towards the fireman. “But there's only one way to...
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posted by Icicle1penguin
[Skipper]

Septenber 3, 2019.

It was peaceful...too peaceful. Normaly I'd hear Julien dancing to música as usual. But then again, I was gone for 9 years. Maybe he'd changed...well, you never know.

The zoo was the same as when I left it. Exactly the same. Except there is no one crying and begging me to stay. And yes, that was my team who was crying and begging.

I wonder if they missed me. Do they still remember me?...I thought to myself. Maybe I'm just a distant memory to them. I sent them letters, but they never send any back. Don't they know that I'm comming? Maybe they're angry at me for leaving....
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper barged into the pinguim HQ, Kowalski still close behind, his head hung low with dejection. The first thing he noticed was Private lying on the table, bandaged, bruised, and unconscious, with Rico hovering around him.

He made a B-line to where the young pinguim lay and visually assessed his injuries. After deciding that his wounds although serious, weren’t life threatening, Skipper demanded to know what happened.

Kowalski began to explain how Private had climbed the árvore to rescue the kitten, how he was so close to saving said kitten, and how the branch gave out under his weight. His...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper’s eyes slowly opened; his vision still blurry from sleep. He blinked twice to regain his focus. For a segundo he forgot where he was, he wasn’t in his bunk, and he wasn’t in the HQ. A brown figure lying seguinte to him caught his attention. It was Marlene. He remembered telling her he would spend the night, knowing that his team could take care of themselves. He shrugged and returned back to a prone position and went back to sleep.

Fifteen minutos later he awoke again, but this time to the smell of peixe coffee brewing on the table. He sat up and put his face in his flippers and let...
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posted by KowalskiTheLich
Three days passed and Skipper finally decided that the late night training exercises were not doing anyone any good. No one really knew why he had come to this conclusion, but perhaps he thought it was affecting Kowalski’s mind, as Kowalski had changed throughout the last three days.

Kowalski used to hate música and generally only tolerated it if it was soft and not repetitive and annoying. Now, he already listened to every record the penguins owned and even played them while he was fiddling with an invention. On dia three, he finally packed up all of his inventions and threw them into a corner,...
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posted by knocktimerico
Skipper had taken his time to get back from Marlene’s so he could piece together the best words to explain his and Marlene’s relationship, especially to young Private.

He entered through the fishbowl entrance as he usually would, and turned to face his team. Much to his surprise the three were standing facing him, almost as if they expected him.

“Skipper I believe there’s something you need to tell these two.” Kowalski stated as he motioned his flipper first towards Rico then Private. The two of the stared at Skipper anxiously, waiting to hear what Kowalski was talking about.

“Yea...
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posted by Cornflak
Unfortunate for the procurar to conclude in failure. Of course, one couldn’t complain when two of the three penguins that engaged the mission had been lacking in effort. The third penguin, Rico, had found something rather interesting. A gray crowbar partially stained with blood of seemingly unknown origin. Normally, the explosives expert tended to andorinha any sort of object that sparked his interest, which, in this case, was so.

Now, at this point, Skipper and Kowalski really didn’t care for Private’s case, much to the small penguin’s delight. And then, typically, life went on as it had,...
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In fact, that night, Private had much difficulty in falling asleep. Simply the thought of a friend who was in need prevented the pinguim from sleeping. He wondered if Rico was awake, too. He certainly hoped not. Private only wished the best for the regurgitating penguin.

Suddenly, a noise from below grasped Private’s full attention. On first inspection, it was difficult to determine what the sound was. Luckily, Private merely turned his head to the side and caught the perfect glimpse of Rico’s back. The heavyset pinguim was slowly heading towards the television. This baffled Private, for...
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