"Hey, so how are we gonna use this thing to escape from Dr. Damion?" asked Hannah. The group was now inside of one of Dr. Damion's Hoppers, amphibious vehicles that were solar powered and built to durate a military attack. "Simple, we just drive it out of here, then use it's water feature to take it out and rejoindre your Friends back at the American land," a dit Gabe. "Okay, sounds pretty simple, but how are we going to get past the turrets?" asked Jett. "Just go right through them, this vehicle is designed for warfare, and it's pretty fast, we can get past the turrets with the right maneuvers," a dit Gabe. "Alrighty then, seems fair enough, but what if Dr. Damion hits us with his megabombs?" asked Hannah. "We just get a hell of a lot lucky, then we'll probably get through, and hopefully, to freedom," a dit Gabe. "What're the estimated chances of surviving this trip?" asked Jett. "I estimate about twenty five percent chance of us getting through alive, and seventy five percent chance of us getting shot down to the point we look like Swiss cheese," a dit Hannah. "Heh, I don't like it when toi put it that way, but it's a worth shot," a dit Gabe. "Now hurry Jett, start this thing up, we only got a few minutes ou less till Dr. Damion chooses to catch us," a dit Hannah. "Okay, let me see, yeah, here we go, strap yourselves to your seats guys!! I'm gonna break the speed limits with this thing," a dit Jett, turning the ignition on with a key and the press of a green button. He then pulled back a reverser, then switched it vers l'avant, vers l’avant when he spotted a clear patch of road. "Hang on to your butts, I'm gonna try to get this thing from here to the marina in a few minutes," a dit Jett. Hannah and Gabe then put on their seatbelts, then Jett followed suit with them. He then stomped on a pedal, then the engine roared, the back wheels butting back and turning rapidly. Hannah took a deep breath, trying to relax. Jett then focused on the stretch of paved road. He then stomped on an accelerator, making the Hopper start to accelerate down the stretch of road.
Dr. Damion was now focusing on his security cameras, he had the control over the entire island, he could do anything. "Daniel, prepare emergency island generates," a dit Dr. Damion, getting his cameras aimed at the stolen Hopper. "Aye sir, island generates enabled, harmonic frequencies sir, ready to activate!!" a dit Daniel, pulling a few switches. "Perfect!! Now allow me to take it from here," a dit Dr. Damion, pressing a red button. He smiled as his red eyes glowed in excitement. "Sweet heavenly dreams Mrs. Freeze," a dit Dr. Damion. He then stared intently as the missiles and megabombs began to get launched from his base. "Missiles launched sir!! What's your suivant course of action?" asked Johnston. "General Rico!! Lead a force to block their path, I want Hannah and her miserable mate to be alive when they come here, but only just," a dit Dr. Damion on the walkie-talkie. Rico then replied. "Oh, I'll make sure that pitiful scum gets blown off the grid, permanently," a dit Rico, laughing a bit. "Well?! What are toi gawking at?! GET TO IT!!" commanded Dr. Damion sharply. Daniel then shifted one of the cameras over to the other prisoners escaping, trying to get into the remaining Hoppers, but getting shot down and driven back to the prison. "What of the other prisoners?" asked Daniel. "Simple, tell them that I will release them in all good mannered time, as long as they swear oath of loyalty to me, after all, good serial killers and mass murderers will do anything to get some fresh air," a dit Dr. Damion. "That's agreeable then, no problem," a dit Daniel, heading to the prison. "What about me sir?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion frowned slightly, not from fury, but from intense concentration. "You will get to mapping out another battle, and this time, against the Slavic forces at Eurussia," a dit Dr. Damion. "B-But sir!! That's a huge nation!! We'll never-" a dit Johnston. "I have the powers of the Emeralds of Whyte, a bunch of Eurussians can't match the powers of the universe in the palm of my flippers," a dit Dr. Damion coldly. "That makes sense then, sorry about doubting your powers sir," a dit Johnston in a cowardly stance.
"Prepare yourselves guys, we're gonna be dodging some major bombs," a dit Jett, making a sharp left turn to dodge an oncoming barrage of missiles. Hannah bounced up and down in her seat, being tossed around par the sudden jerky movements of the Hopper. "God damn, Dr. Damion did NOT design these for comfortable travel!!" a dit Hannah, strapping a seconde seatbelt to herself. "What do toi expect? It's a military vehicle, it's not like toi want the troops to be cozy while they're ready to fight to the death," a dit Gabe. "No time for commentaires guys, ya gotta let me concentrate on the road so I can get us past this mess," a dit Jett, making a sharp U-turn, then spinning it out on the herbe to avoid a few megabombs and larger missiles. "Hang on a bit Jett, the marina is only five miles away from here," a dit Gabe. "Thanks, which way?" asked Jett. "Turn West for two miles, then go North for two plus miles, make a turn East, for one mile, then you're there, then switch it to Water Mode to get us out," a dit Gabe. "Got it!! Turn West...." a dit Jett, turning the Hopper West, then speeding up a bit. After the first two miles, he turned North, waiting for the two mile mark to pass. A missile then crashed right suivant to them, ripping off one of the eight wheels. "Eek!! We Lost a wheel!!" yelled Hannah. "Relax, we can run on only four wheels on each side, we'll be fine without one," a dit Jett, making a sharp turn East to avoid another set of missiles, then pressed a purple button with a water drop on it, then drove the Hopper off the edge of a dock in the Marina. The Hopper, like an Olympic skater, hovered above the air, for a brief, but captivating, moment, finally catching up to the gravity and falling straight down, like a rock, into the ocean. Jett then drove the vehicle onward, making it dive deeper, as the missiles hit the water, he launched a single "Air Polckto" out of the Hopper. "What was that for?" asked Hannah. "If we get rid of our Air Polckto, which is practically trying to hold us to the surface, and it gets blown up, Dr. Damion will mistake it for us being destroyed and his mission successful, so that we can catch him par surprise," a dit Jett.
Dr. Damion was emotionless, not montrer any rage, nor happiness, he slumped over, deep concentration and his thoughts running through his mind. "We did it sir, we defeated them, they are nothing but flotsam and shrapnel in the water," a dit Daniel with a smile. Dr. Damion ignored him, tapping his foot impaciently as he waited for Rico. After a few minutes, General Rico finally came, adjusting a newer, fake mustache, it was a black, rectangular mustache, with a slight frill at the bottom. "We did it sir, job completed," a dit Rico with a smile. Dr. Damion then sighed a bit, chuckling sarcastically. "Let me see your firearm," a dit Dr. Damion, smiling a bit sarcastically. "Why not?" asked Rico proudly, giving Dr. Damion his gun, assuming he's going to get a promotion, an initial scrawled out on his gun, and glory. The exact opposite happened. Dr. Damion snapped his gun with both his flippers and his knee, then growled in a very infuriated expression. "You-u..... DIDN'T, take orders correctly did you?" asked Dr. Damion, "My commands, haha, were to bring her and Jett to ME. Alive. toi shamed me General, and now I Lost my opportunity of entertainment," a dit Dr. Damion, aproaching Rico with his eyes glowing slightly. "I was trained to kill, not to capture prisoners," a dit Rico with a rebellious frown. "You were also trained to follow orders, toi blithering idiot, no wonder toi American penguins are such fools, so blinded with their lust to murder, how pathetic," a dit Dr. Damion. "You do that too!!" yelled Rico. "I don't blindly lust for murder, I figmentize torture, and nothing else above, because torture is long, grueling, palpable, and expected, unlike death and murder is," a dit Dr. Damion. Rico gulped slightly. "You ever wish to have certain things get," a dit Dr. Damion, pressing one flipper to Rico's gut, "..Cast away?" Rico then gulped again, feeling slightly queasy. "I can have all those precious items spill out right now if I wanted to," a dit Dr. Damion with a chuckle. "Y-You really w-wouldn't want t-to slice me open would toi s-sir?" asked Rico. "Oh no, I'd much rather have things removed, MY way," a dit Dr. Damion, clenching his fist. Rico then held his lower abdomen, gasping in shock, then in Dr. Damion's flipper appeared a long length of bloody intestines, then Rico frantically gasped as he grabbed onto his lower abdomen in immemse shock. "Want it back?" asked Dr. Damion. "Y-Y-Yes!!! Please!!" yelled Rico. "Fine, take your nasty, vile rope, back," a dit Dr. Damion, dropping the intestine on the floor, where it disappeared, Rico then breathed in relief, no longer in shock.
Dr. Damion was now focusing on his security cameras, he had the control over the entire island, he could do anything. "Daniel, prepare emergency island generates," a dit Dr. Damion, getting his cameras aimed at the stolen Hopper. "Aye sir, island generates enabled, harmonic frequencies sir, ready to activate!!" a dit Daniel, pulling a few switches. "Perfect!! Now allow me to take it from here," a dit Dr. Damion, pressing a red button. He smiled as his red eyes glowed in excitement. "Sweet heavenly dreams Mrs. Freeze," a dit Dr. Damion. He then stared intently as the missiles and megabombs began to get launched from his base. "Missiles launched sir!! What's your suivant course of action?" asked Johnston. "General Rico!! Lead a force to block their path, I want Hannah and her miserable mate to be alive when they come here, but only just," a dit Dr. Damion on the walkie-talkie. Rico then replied. "Oh, I'll make sure that pitiful scum gets blown off the grid, permanently," a dit Rico, laughing a bit. "Well?! What are toi gawking at?! GET TO IT!!" commanded Dr. Damion sharply. Daniel then shifted one of the cameras over to the other prisoners escaping, trying to get into the remaining Hoppers, but getting shot down and driven back to the prison. "What of the other prisoners?" asked Daniel. "Simple, tell them that I will release them in all good mannered time, as long as they swear oath of loyalty to me, after all, good serial killers and mass murderers will do anything to get some fresh air," a dit Dr. Damion. "That's agreeable then, no problem," a dit Daniel, heading to the prison. "What about me sir?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion frowned slightly, not from fury, but from intense concentration. "You will get to mapping out another battle, and this time, against the Slavic forces at Eurussia," a dit Dr. Damion. "B-But sir!! That's a huge nation!! We'll never-" a dit Johnston. "I have the powers of the Emeralds of Whyte, a bunch of Eurussians can't match the powers of the universe in the palm of my flippers," a dit Dr. Damion coldly. "That makes sense then, sorry about doubting your powers sir," a dit Johnston in a cowardly stance.
"Prepare yourselves guys, we're gonna be dodging some major bombs," a dit Jett, making a sharp left turn to dodge an oncoming barrage of missiles. Hannah bounced up and down in her seat, being tossed around par the sudden jerky movements of the Hopper. "God damn, Dr. Damion did NOT design these for comfortable travel!!" a dit Hannah, strapping a seconde seatbelt to herself. "What do toi expect? It's a military vehicle, it's not like toi want the troops to be cozy while they're ready to fight to the death," a dit Gabe. "No time for commentaires guys, ya gotta let me concentrate on the road so I can get us past this mess," a dit Jett, making a sharp U-turn, then spinning it out on the herbe to avoid a few megabombs and larger missiles. "Hang on a bit Jett, the marina is only five miles away from here," a dit Gabe. "Thanks, which way?" asked Jett. "Turn West for two miles, then go North for two plus miles, make a turn East, for one mile, then you're there, then switch it to Water Mode to get us out," a dit Gabe. "Got it!! Turn West...." a dit Jett, turning the Hopper West, then speeding up a bit. After the first two miles, he turned North, waiting for the two mile mark to pass. A missile then crashed right suivant to them, ripping off one of the eight wheels. "Eek!! We Lost a wheel!!" yelled Hannah. "Relax, we can run on only four wheels on each side, we'll be fine without one," a dit Jett, making a sharp turn East to avoid another set of missiles, then pressed a purple button with a water drop on it, then drove the Hopper off the edge of a dock in the Marina. The Hopper, like an Olympic skater, hovered above the air, for a brief, but captivating, moment, finally catching up to the gravity and falling straight down, like a rock, into the ocean. Jett then drove the vehicle onward, making it dive deeper, as the missiles hit the water, he launched a single "Air Polckto" out of the Hopper. "What was that for?" asked Hannah. "If we get rid of our Air Polckto, which is practically trying to hold us to the surface, and it gets blown up, Dr. Damion will mistake it for us being destroyed and his mission successful, so that we can catch him par surprise," a dit Jett.
Dr. Damion was emotionless, not montrer any rage, nor happiness, he slumped over, deep concentration and his thoughts running through his mind. "We did it sir, we defeated them, they are nothing but flotsam and shrapnel in the water," a dit Daniel with a smile. Dr. Damion ignored him, tapping his foot impaciently as he waited for Rico. After a few minutes, General Rico finally came, adjusting a newer, fake mustache, it was a black, rectangular mustache, with a slight frill at the bottom. "We did it sir, job completed," a dit Rico with a smile. Dr. Damion then sighed a bit, chuckling sarcastically. "Let me see your firearm," a dit Dr. Damion, smiling a bit sarcastically. "Why not?" asked Rico proudly, giving Dr. Damion his gun, assuming he's going to get a promotion, an initial scrawled out on his gun, and glory. The exact opposite happened. Dr. Damion snapped his gun with both his flippers and his knee, then growled in a very infuriated expression. "You-u..... DIDN'T, take orders correctly did you?" asked Dr. Damion, "My commands, haha, were to bring her and Jett to ME. Alive. toi shamed me General, and now I Lost my opportunity of entertainment," a dit Dr. Damion, aproaching Rico with his eyes glowing slightly. "I was trained to kill, not to capture prisoners," a dit Rico with a rebellious frown. "You were also trained to follow orders, toi blithering idiot, no wonder toi American penguins are such fools, so blinded with their lust to murder, how pathetic," a dit Dr. Damion. "You do that too!!" yelled Rico. "I don't blindly lust for murder, I figmentize torture, and nothing else above, because torture is long, grueling, palpable, and expected, unlike death and murder is," a dit Dr. Damion. Rico gulped slightly. "You ever wish to have certain things get," a dit Dr. Damion, pressing one flipper to Rico's gut, "..Cast away?" Rico then gulped again, feeling slightly queasy. "I can have all those precious items spill out right now if I wanted to," a dit Dr. Damion with a chuckle. "Y-You really w-wouldn't want t-to slice me open would toi s-sir?" asked Rico. "Oh no, I'd much rather have things removed, MY way," a dit Dr. Damion, clenching his fist. Rico then held his lower abdomen, gasping in shock, then in Dr. Damion's flipper appeared a long length of bloody intestines, then Rico frantically gasped as he grabbed onto his lower abdomen in immemse shock. "Want it back?" asked Dr. Damion. "Y-Y-Yes!!! Please!!" yelled Rico. "Fine, take your nasty, vile rope, back," a dit Dr. Damion, dropping the intestine on the floor, where it disappeared, Rico then breathed in relief, no longer in shock.
Here is a few facts about me!! :) :) :)
Name: Lexii
Age: 23
Description: white ring tailed maki, lémurien with light gray stripes on tail, baby blue eyes and highlight in bangs, long eyelashes, extremely beautiful.
Personallity: nice, funny, smart, sarcastic, sly, friendly, helpful, sneaky, beautiful.
Best friends: Dr Blowhole, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, Marlene, Julien, and basicaly everyone in the zoo.
favori color: blue and turquoise
Well, thats me!! I will write my life story later!! Got to go. Dr Blowhole wants to see me about me secret mission!! I wiil tell toi the details later!! :) bye! :) ;)
Name: Lexii
Age: 23
Description: white ring tailed maki, lémurien with light gray stripes on tail, baby blue eyes and highlight in bangs, long eyelashes, extremely beautiful.
Personallity: nice, funny, smart, sarcastic, sly, friendly, helpful, sneaky, beautiful.
Best friends: Dr Blowhole, Skipper, Kowalski, Private, Rico, Marlene, Julien, and basicaly everyone in the zoo.
favori color: blue and turquoise
Well, thats me!! I will write my life story later!! Got to go. Dr Blowhole wants to see me about me secret mission!! I wiil tell toi the details later!! :) bye! :) ;)