For Lily

"Are you alright sir?" asked General Martón. Dr. Damion got up, wiping a slight blade of sweat on his forehead. "I'm fine, general, just, fix up the engine room, NOW," said Dr. Damion. "Aye sir," said General Martón obediently. "It seems they thought I would be in a hangover, haha, how WRONG they are!!" said Dr. Damion, smiling evilly. He saw his goblet and tossed it aside. "I should've known not to trust that deceitful little brat!!" yelled Dr. Damion, taking a picture of Hannah and tearing it to pieces, then eating them. "I know they have Johnston!! Of course they do!! I'm so close to the...

"We will take our lower ranking men out to rescue Private, I'm sorry recruits, either we fail Private now, and save him after we join the Mexican arsenal, or we save him now, and faiil later, in which we ALL go into Damion's prison. Is it agreeable?" asked Alvandier. "Aye sir!!" saluted the recruits. "So do you think they'll all come back alive Alvandier?" asked Hannah. "Hmmmm.... I love this story. From what I recall from my experience in the Chilean War, not everyone will get out of this mission, back at the Chilean war, it was just bombs, tactics, and hordes of Chilean Burkshas. In this...

Lexii stepped out of her room. She had gotten a new look just like Dr Blowhole had wanted. She thought she looked OK; she even thought she was pretty. She reached up and ran her paw across her bangs, which covered half her left eye and had a baby blue highlight in the middle. She thought it looked to flashy. She even kind of wanted to go dye it back to just plain white like before. She shook her head. This was part of her mission which she had chosen to except. She walked out of the hall and into the main room.


Dr Blowhole spotted Lexii in the vast room. She hadn't seen him yet. She was beautiful....

"Earth?" asked Private. "Is it like our planet?" Kowalski paused, then he continued. "Originally it was a beautiful blue and green planet. Millions of lush plants and marvelous polar ice caps were on the planet, it had vast, blue oceans, like ours, that would roll and rumble across the sandy beach. Many things lived there, us penguins, otters, and even this group called, humans," said Kowalski. "Then why is it called, the Black Star?" asked Private. Kowalski sadly sighed. "Too much work," said Kowalski. "What happened?" asked Private. "You see, humans are greedy, evil, never-satisfied beings...

Antarctica's World Trade center Twin Towers, though still incomplete, they will be known as the largest structures in the world, a good 16 stories taller, not including the North tower's antenna, than the Burj Khalifa in Dubai. The North Tower is already complete, and at least 5 million citizens of Antarctica are pouring into the registration booths to register for a job in the still-closed North tower. The South Tower however, is still incomplete, scheduled to be ready for tenants and workers by September 6, but will not open until September 11 for the Memorial Celebration. Still the question...

Welcome immigrants, wandering hobos, nomads, and all who travel!! I'm the leader of this fine Superpower that will destroy all oth- I mean, welcome to my little ice cube known as Antarctica!! Now that you've gotten to know me, you have made a step to knowing our humbly brilliant community. Let's begin to learn about Fort Grumley.

Location: When you travel to another country, well, ya gotta know where your destination is!! Fort Grumley, the capital of Antarctica is located where you humans call, "Alexander island". Adjacent to the Antarctic peninsula by ice sheets. Look on google maps, it's...

'Skipper's log: 3 months after global outbreak, Denmark, Antarctica, and New Zealand remain as the only safe zones for the apocalypse, I have just caught the disease and I'm immune, it's been 4 hours since I've been bitten, I'm still okay,' said Skipper, into his tape recorder. 'Who the heeeeell, are you talking to?' asked Kat. 'No one, just taking my recorder and taping my stuff,' said Skipper. 'Skipper, it isn't a very good time for your log right now, we have to get to the ferry and start life all over in Antarctica,' said Kowalski. 'Ah crap, guys? We're in a damn pickle,' said Angel. 'What...

"Indeed now, I can bring devastation to anyone in the way, now that I have my newly found abilities," said Dr. Damion. Hannah frowned slightly. "Are you just going to keep us here forever?!" asked Hannah, holding the bars of her cell. "No, I intend to dispose of you two like the rotting fruit under the cabinet," said Dr. Damion. "One problem with that, I can build something to get us out," said Jett. Dr. Damion frowned. "When have you EVER built something on your own? The Nanobot XV45? That was something you took from a failed scientist invention, and the Volosound Millenia?! That was something...

They were now speeding along, their massive sail pulled down and the motor on Auto-Captain, they looked out the windows of their boat, they were now in the strait, but they didn't see much yet. So they assumed they had past the first hazard, so Jett bravely stepped onto the upper main deck. That was, until they saw that single flash of brownish green lunge down, grab a crate of meat rations, and disappear, then another, lunging at an unbolted attachment knob. "Jett get outta there!!" yelled Lilly. Jett then saw another flash of brownish green, only two inches from grabbing him. He looked up...

At last, the group, and the rest of the army, were huddled up at the other side of the river, out of all 5,076 people in both armies, only one army, and 549 people remained, including Hannah, Lilly, Private, Kowalski, and Jett. Private huddled up with the rest of the army, alongside Domingo, everyone, was huddled up in a circular pattern, looking back at the other side of the river where the Tower was, looking for a shortcut to them. Obviously, shooting at the army from the other side wouldn't work, since it's shooting range is short, anywhere within 2 miles was doomed, but anyone out of that...

Julien: *bursts into penguin HQ through side door* Hello my loyal subjects! I demand you to meet our new neighbor! *wiggles eyebrows up and down/ smiles*
Skipper: *rolls his eyes then looks surprised* What?! New neighbor?!? Kowalski, how come this is the first im hearing of this?!?
Kowalski:*flips through a few papers* I dont understand! There is nothing on the charts! *rubs head*
Skipper: Ughh.. Well, where is he?
Julien: SHE is right here! *points to the doorway**smiles*
Lexii: *steps out of shadows and into the light nervously* *smiles shyly* Hi, Im Lexii.
Skipper: uhhhh... *smiles*
Private:...

Why, hello there fellow fans of the amazing Penguins of Madagascar!
Forgive the title, it's just a ploy to get you to read this.
And since your already here, why not?
But why am I writing this? Well, if you observe the type of article this is, it is an "opinion."
You all know of the fact that a bit of a fight happened that didn't have to happen if the troublemaker had been left alone, so I have an idea to help us all remind each other.
*guitar strum*
In song.
*ahem*
Intro:
♪ *sweet acapella*Rainbows, innocence, and Luuunnaacooorns,
*techno*Science, more Science, and Inventionssss
*heavy metal*Crazy...

Things only took a largely devastating turn for the worst. The occasional dry spell that went to the Midlands, which usually lasted for no more than a month, had begun to last much longer than it usually did. After a second month, the heat became intense. Skipper suffered financial losses due to the drought, since he had once been a crop tycoon of the world, that meant those tenderly delicate grapevines growing in the pristine volcanic hills, made up a fourth of his expenses and profits, now a quarter of his money was now shriveled up and laying in a heap. The devastation extended much further,...