Logan is a killer

"she got shot down...and she crash landed in Denmark" whispered Skipper. Meanwhile Sindaj was in the dirt and in very critical condition. Her right wing and left leg was badly broken and she was cut up and bruised in many places. She was unconscious with a concussion. She didnt feel herself being dragged away. She awoke in a Danish prison cell. Her head was buzzing like Rico's chainsaw. She knew that she was in trouble then sat in the corner and waited. Back at the manchot, pingouin lair, plans were brewing. "okay so we know shes in Denmark but in what city" asked Kowalski, scratching his head with his...

"Now continue your routine round one!! Turn that flabby, water-weighted figure into a man's proud figure!!" yelled Telow. "I-I-I'm trying..." whimpered Private, grabbing onto the rope and holding still. "I want to see toi ring this damned cloche, bell up here!!! NOW!!!" yelled Telow, shaking the rope a bit. "Oh, Woah!! Stop!!" yelled Private, climbing a bit higher. "The enemy never stops shaking the rope!! He ou she will shake it until toi fall to your doom!!!" yelled Telow. "A-A-Aye sir!!" yelled Private, climbing even further up, he was now only a single toe's length away from ringing the bell, he...

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

Dr. Damion was indeed in mixed feelings, he had captured almost all the recruits from the resistance, but Lost captivity of Private and 6 other recruits. He then refocused his goals, it was time for a new plan. "I have an excellent idea," a dit Dr. Damion, getting up from his chair and heading to his security room. He entered the room and saw Johnston sitting in his chair of the security room, he spun it around so quickly that Johnston screamed. "Aaaahhh!!! Good afternoon Doctor!!" a dit Johnston surprised. "I'm going to leave for now Johnston to bring back the preserved minds of the plus recent...

Julien: *bursts into manchot, pingouin HQ through side door* Hello my loyal subjects! I demand toi 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:...

Lexii stepped up to the shipping crate. She was shaking with both excitment and fear. She had never met another maki, lémurien ou a penguin. There had been a few animaux at her past small zoo but she was the only maki, lémurien and there was no other animaux except 2 lions, a tiger, and a couple of tropical birds.
She shook her head. She had to do this!
She jumped into the shipping crate. It was just big enough for her to sit down in. If she stood up her ears were about an inch from the haut, retour au début of the box. This is what she would be living in for the suivant 5 hours.. Oh joy..
Lexii: *kicks the inside of the caisse gently*...

Why, hello there fellow fans of the amazing Penguins of Madagascar!
Forgive the title, it's just a ploy to get toi to read this.
And since your already here, why not?
But why am I écriture this? Well, if toi 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, plus Science, and Inventionssss
*heavy metal*Crazy...

One Bright and sunny jour in the Central Park Zoo, Kowalski, Skipper, Private, Rico, and Mya were training for fighting.
" ring ring " Mya's phone rang. She ran over to pick it up. " Hello, " she asked. " Oh Krillin! Hows Yamcha doing? "
" Actualy thats what i'm here to talk about, " Krillin a dit sounding depresed. " He....Has three days... "
" Wha-whaa-what! " Mya screamed. " He's going to.... "
" Afraid so, " Krillin said. " I'm so sorry for the loss your going to have. And now that Piccolo's gone....theres no way we can bring Yamcha back to life. "
Mya felt her cœur, coeur shatter into pieces as Krillin...

I decided to write this while listening to we are the champions from my new crazy frog CD xD

It was a dark and stormy day. The rain came down in torrents. Thunder rumbled and lighting shot across the sky. Blowhole and his minions challenged the penguins to a game of soccer. Triumphant musique was playing as Sindaj, Rico, Skipper, Kowalski and Private walked onto the field. "we are the champions, my friends" the lobsters sang as Kowalski went to the goal net. "we are the champions, we are the champions no time for losers because we are the champions... of the worldd" sang the lobsters again. Julien...

It was a dark and stormy afternoon and it was a rough flight for Sindaj who was leaving the Shanghai docks with a shipment of assorted fish. The lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled and the rain pounded Sindaj's hull. Strong, gale force winds were building and rocking her jet. "Skipper there is a storm brewing. My sensors identify it as a typhoon... I actually feel nervous" she a dit over her radio. Meanwhile back at the lair, the other penguins were tracking her flight. "it doesnt look good, Skipper. Intel has just issued a hurricane warning. That typhoon just upgraded to a hurricane....

Things only took a largely devastating turn for the worst. The occasional dry spell that went to the Midlands, which usually lasted for no plus than a month, had begun to last much longer than it usually did. After a seconde 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,...