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posted by spmana123
The seguinte dia It was Rico's turn to spend time with kowlaski....Rico had decided to just walk around the park with him.....

Rico couldn't say anything.....he couldn't think of anything......he just walked around and viewed the scenery with him...

Kowlaski: ......what are we doing?

Rico: kowlaksi.....do you like spending time with me...?

Kowlaski: well....I just met you all.....and I have to tell you....your the first one that isn't annoying....

Rico smiled a little and looked at him..

Rico:thanks....I guess that's a compliment....

Rico then grabbed kowlaksis flipper.

Rico:c'mon...lets try out those snow cones...you have to like one of the flavors...

Rico ran across the rua while kowalksi was following behind..

Suddenly..Kowalski saw a car come Rico's way when he was crossing the street...

Kowlaksi: HEY!!! WATCH OUT!!!

Rico saw the car coming and froze...kowlaksi quickly came out and him and Rico barely dodged the car...

Rico:"breathing hard" thanks...

Kowlaksi:YOU ALMOST GOT YOURSELVES KILLED!!!

Suddenly kowlaski fell to the ground...

Rico:are you ok?!

Kowlaksi:it's fine...my head just hurts....I'm...gonna go for a walk...

Kowalski then left Rico por himself....walking around....Had what just happened triggered some memory?
posted by mostar1219
oi guys. I've been doing a lot of thinking for quite some time now and I was thinking that maybe we should do our best in multiple ways to show the world that, although the show we all support might meet its end, we are still out there, we are still strong, we are still powerful and close, and we are still in massive numbers. I was thinking that maybe we can try something ("Penguinfest" is like an example) that spreads our fanguinism around and shows the world that we can't be stopped. If you want to think about it as a sign for a fanguin takeover on the world, be my guest. Sure, THAT won't be exactly like the takeover in "Demise of the Planet of the Fanguins", but it's still an idea of effort. I would amor to hear suggestions for what you might do irl and online to embrace how great of fanguins we all are.
posted by peacebaby7
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...
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posted by winkies77
The end is near...in part two of the Ending XD (P.S. this is going to be short I did this early in the morning so...yawn!)
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HQ
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The penguins finally reached their habitat and sighed with almost relief 'till they opened the hatch.

"Skipper!" Kowalski shouted with joy.

Sophia jerked her head around. "Aw 'come on!"

Skipper and Sophia started challenging each other. They went on and on and on and on of trash talk and on and on and on.....

"OH FOR PENGUIN'S SAKE! JUST FIGHT ALREADY!" Kowalski scowled.

Sophia and Skipper looked at him with shocked looks, well, not Sophia anyway.

Private and Rico untied Kowalski and hugged him. Kowalski was just glad he didn't have to do pick up lines anymore. (Yet.)

Sophia and Skipper started air kicks and flung at each other.

Who will win?
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Sorry its short I'm sleepy
OK, so since I'm be inspired to continue por Sylvia & Peacebaby. Enjoy! :D
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Location: Forest
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I walked on and on in this pain-stinking woods. No comida or water to support my needs. Just....bugs, but I rather keep my dignity. I tripped over a pebble and was knocked onto the cold feet of the Mother Nature.

It was then when I heard a strange noise of those two-legged things called, "humans."

"Hey, Dex, this one looks like its been dragged across four countries."

"Shut up you loon! That deer could hear yo-! oi Larry, I found something, it...
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The buzzer sounded.

Penguins of many ages sprinted progressivo, para a frente through the obstacle course. Their adrenaline coursed through their veins and they weaved around each other, most of them belly-sliding. Snow was flung into the air behind each of them as they raced to the end. Freezing cold air whipped past their faces and nipped at their cheeks. Finally, the course opened into a clearing and the penguins went into their designated sections.

Most were out of breath and their heads thumped with each pound of their heart. Subject 61 waited patiently in line for his evaluation. He'd been in this program...
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"OK lets slit up! Kowalski you go look in the lemurs habitat, Rico go check on Marlene, Private, the chimps, and I will go look in the petting zoo." Skipper said and realized they still had the axo...axol..whatever with them. "Actually, on segundo thought, Kowalski stay here with your, "baby"."

Kowalski frowned and sighed. He sat seguinte to the creature and gave a slight smile. "Aye, Skipper."
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Marlene's Habitat

"Mar ene?" Rico called out. No answer. He tried again and again,...
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The week had finally passed. Days seemed to go por longer for some reason. Lorrie had Kowalski in a small cage and was carrying him to the boat. Preston was coming with her as far as Manhattan, then he was going back to Antarctica. Once they boarded, Preston led her to her cabine as he carried her luggage. The sun was shining brightly over the horizon and awakened the clear blue sky with its silent call of golden rays across the ocean. Once inside the cabin, Preston set her bags on the cama and Lorrie put Kowalski seguinte to them. "Just ten hours away from docking in New York. You're sure you don't...
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It was a warm summer evening in the Central Park Zoo. The sun was now only a semi-circle peaking over the horizon. All was peaceful, a nice cool breeze swung through the trees and gates of the habitats, and colorful borboletas flew through the air. It all would've remained peaceful if a certain quadrant of pinguim commandos hadn't chosen today to test Kowalski's new invention.

"Okay Kowalski, what do we have this time?" Skipper asked his lieutenant. The four of them were on their habitat's island.

"Skipper, I have invented..." He got ready to rip the sheet from over-top his latest invention....
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 Conner Kenway vs. Skipper
Conner Kenway vs. Skipper
Conner Kenway
Fighting styles: Unkown
Weapons: Hidden blades, tomahawk, rev war pistol,
Description: A Native American who was initiated into the Assasin's brother hood.

Skipper
Fighting styles: Kung Fu, karate
Weapons: laser pen
Description: The leader of team pinguim who always seems to get himself into suisidal missions.


Conner and Skipper enter the ring Skipper readies his laser pen, Conner draws out his pistol. Conner takes the first shot Skipper jumps out of the way and turns on his laser pen. As Conner is reloading his pistol Skipper turns around, jumps up, and cuts off Conner's head. Victory goes to Skipper.
posted by ricoiswsome
 47 Vs. Rico
47 Vs. Rico
47
Fighting style: boxing, karate, Kung Fu
Weapons: Twin-Silver Ballars, anything he can find in the area
Description: A bald assain, trained highly in the ways of contract killing.

Rico
Fighting style: Karate
Weapons: What ever the heck is in his gut.
Description: A psychotic little pinguim who shows no regards towards the rules. But is controlling of his use of explosives.

Rico walks alone in Central Park no one is around little does he know a hit was placed on him and agent 47 was sent after him. 47 waits for Rico to come out into the open. 47 the hears a twig snap under Rico's foot, he draws out his silver ballers. As Rico hears 47 emerge from behind the árvore he lets loose with a smoke bomb. As the smoke clears 47 is no where to be found. As Rico continues on his way a W2000 sniper rifle goes off getting Rico in the chest. Victory goes to 47.
 Private Vs. escorpião
Private Vs. Scorpion
Scorpion
Fighting styles: Hapkido, Pi Gua
Weapons: Bloody spear, Ninja sword
Abilities:can manipulate fogo to his will
Description: A reserected, heartless, ninja with an Unkown background. Nothing and no one can beat him.
Private
Fighting styles: karate
Weapons: none
Abilities: hyper cute
Description: The youngest and cutest of team pinguim also with little known about his background other than he played mini golf. Can use his hyper cute to stun anything, except for his foe.

Private and escorpião enter the ring. Private starts off with the hyper cute but is ineffective against Scorpion. Slowly escorpião gets his Bloody Spear ready. Then he shouts "Get over here" and sends the Bloody Spear at Private. With segundos hesitation escorpião pulls the bloody spear back with private on it. Victory is Scorpion's.
Classic songs converted into POM

I had this funny idea one night after I had read a weird book. I'm about to try it! Please tell me if you like it!

London Bridge 

Penguin bridge is blow-ing up! 
Blow-ing up! Blow-ing up! 
Penguin bridge is blow-ing up! 
My baaad penguin.
BOOM!


Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

Twinkle, twinkle, little bomb. 
How I wonder when you'll boom.
Down in my flipp-ers so low.
Like an Arqueiro with a bow.
Twinkle, twinkle, little bomb.
How I wonder when you'll boom.
BOOM!


Old McDonald

Zoo keeper Alice had a zoo!
EIEIO!
And in the zoo there were the penguins!
EIEIO!
With a mission here, and...
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Note: This is the fanfiction I'll be composição literária between Part 2 & 3 of a fanfiction I'm composição literária now. Please enjoy. :)

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Okay…so how do I do this? I know nothing about breaking through a shell. I hear voices on the other side, concerned voices. I guess I was supposed to hatch three days ago. Well what do they expect? It’s not like I make a living out of breaking through shells. It’s not like these things come with instruction manuals, not that I could read it anyway. I tried pushing at the sides with my tiny flippers…nothing. How do other hatchlings do...
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Kowalski looked up. "Who was that?"
Doris listened. "I don't hear anything."
Kowalski held up a hand, signaling her to be quiet. He listened intently.
He heard the scream again, then two gunshots.
"I heard it that time," Doris said.
"Who was it?" Kowalski asked again. Then he realized. "Hans," he said.
"Should we go see if he's alright?" Doris asked.
Kowalski shook his head. "He's Skipper's enemy."
"So?"
"So he's my enemy too."

Hans watched Skipper disappear into the jungle. "Can we not be friends, Skipper?" he whispered.
He heard someone crash into the small clearing in which he stood. He spun to...
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"Kowalski! Wait! Where are you going?" Skipper called after Kowalski.
Kowalski didn't answer, didn't look back. He couldn't stand to face Skipper and Private after he had let Rico die.
He heard someone coming after him. "Kowalski, wait," they said. Doris.
Kowalski turned to face her. "What do you want?"
"I'm coming with you," Doris said, pulling herself up to her full height and looking him straight in the eyes.
Kowalski couldn't make himself turn her down. "You...do you really want to come?" he asked.
"Yes."
He nodded. "Come on, then."
"Kowalski! Doris! What are you doing?" Skipper yelled into the...
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“Don’t worry. If you take care of him as good as you lead your soldiers, I’d say he’s in good hands.”

“I hope you’re right. We should head back to base and get some troops to help us mover her body.”

The sound of Hans and the young Skipper’s voice faded as they set back through the woods. Meanwhile, Skipper was processing everything he’d seen and heard, especially that last bit. The shock of everything he’d learned was too much for him. He turned and leaned against a tree. “Stop! Make it stop! I don’t want to see anymore! Take me back!” Skipper screamed through his...
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posted by legendary7
The raccoon shifted her head, and sniffed the air. Something dominated her attention. Whatever it was, it had to be some sort of threat.
Maybe another racoon was hiding, waiting to steal her food. Or maybe a predator. He soon learned por her instincted reaction. There was something mais than a canine or owl stalking it.
She winced, and began scurrying. There was a look in her eyes-that seemed to plant into Private's memory. It hooked in.
He had never seen a creature run that fast-that desperate. She raced into the bushes, not glancing behind... or above to the trees.
Private followed behind...
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“So, now it’s your turn, Skipper” Katherine said. It was late, Kowalski and Rico yawned, but they tried to hide it.
“Maybe tomorrow, you’re sleepy...”
“No!” Private, Kowalski and Rico protested, Katherine and Skipper looked at them with a well-known look.
“Ok, maybe, but continue, please” Kowalski said, Private made cachorro, filhote de cachorro dog eyes.
“No, really, go and take a rest, we all should take a rest from yesterday’s events” Katherine said and stroked Private’s head “Goodnight” she said and left the penguins’ HQ. They went to their bunks, the three penguins couldn’t wait...
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The seguinte dia was sunny and warm. Katherine and Skipper felt better and they all were sitting in the HQ.
“So, Can you tell me now the whole story about my past?” Private asked.
“Private, I don’t know if you’re able to...” Katherine said but Private sent them pleading look “Alright” she said. Kowalski and Rico, interested in a topic, approached them “Ok, so what do you want to know?”
“Something mais about my mother. From the beginning”
“So you’re starting, Katherine” Skipper said.
“Ok, well...” Katherine started “It happened when I was nine and Karen was fifteen,...
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"Bye! Bye!" Private calls, still waving his fins in his mother's flippers.
"Nigel! Come here! Private's okay!" She cheers, and brings him closer. "I amor you, Private! I'm so sorry!" She whispers.
"I amor you, too; mummy." Private smiles. That's when Nigel waddles up. Private jumps out of her fins and into his uncle's.
"Uncle Nigel!"
"Private! Hello, lad! My it seems like you've grown!"
"Uncle Nigel,"
"I'm serious." Nigel lovingly rubbed the topo, início of Private's head. He giggles, and removes Nigel's flipper.
"Private, who was that?" His mom ponders.
"Oh, that's Skippah!" Private points.
"Skippah?" The...
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