Starlite

The Penguins of Madagascar. It's the Televisione mostra under which we are bannered as one, and it is slowly becoming a memory. Even with those few episodes left to air, the Final Season is pretty much over. So where does that leave us?

I've been a part of this club since April of 2010. For an entire anno I was on forums, chatting and laughing with the rest of you. I gradually grew out of it, and found myself visiting this site less and less, to the point where it had been months since I had been here.

Last night, my brothers took out an official Penguins DVD I had bought years ago. As I laughed...

After training, Emma decided to visit Marlene. With all of this business with the equas and their unexpected new arrival, she hadn't seen her best friend in a few days. A thought crossed her mind about Skipper and Tia, and looked towards Marlene's habitat in concern.

I guess I'll have to tell her lightly. Emma thought, strolling out of the pinguino habitat, and making her way over to Marlene's. She smiled as she climbed the bacheca and made her way over to the cave. Emma had always thought that Marlene had the prettiest habitat in the zoo. She knocked on the side of the cave loudly, and was surprised...

Emma's eyes began to open slowly, and she was met da a big blur. She coughed up a lot of water, and tried to look around. All she could see around her was blurs of black and white. Her muscles ached, and she was having trouble breathing. She coughed up più water, and tried to figure out what was going on. She heard a muffle of noise above her, and she looked up. She saw a blur of black, white and brown.

Tha.....that looks familiar. She thought. She felt strange, it didn't feel like she was sitting down o standing up. Almost as if....someone was holding her, maybe carrying her. She started...

Averege day. August 12th, 2012, warm and muggy. Luckily the Penguins HQ was as cool as if it had an air condidtioner ( we had one a while back but Kowalski tinkered with it and it blew up, no shock there, huh?)

We were all going about our duties, Skipper deemed it too uncomfortable to train, so we had free time. CC and i were Scrivere POM fanfiction (or in our case fantruth, but who else would know that we LIVE with the Penguins?). My cousin, Kristen was in another fandom altogether: the World of Hetalia, and she was sitting here contentedly Scrivere herself into that world., Kowalski hadn't left...

Skipper, the Ribelle - The Brave fierce leader, detto he would never cry. Obviously, he hadn't had this happen yet. On the ground in front of him was the craziest pinguino of them all Rico. His fallen comrade was to injured to be fixed.

"Rico!" Skipper detto shaking the wounded penguin. "Don't te dare die on me! Be strong!"

Rico's eyes looked like they were glued shut. They wouldn't open no matter what. Blood from where the laser had hit him. "Rico please!"

"Well Peng-you-in." The psychotic Dr. Blowhole smirked, moving successivo to the very depressed penguin. "Looks like your team is one short. Once again I have...

Rune led Private into the room she shared with Lexii. She went to one of the drawers on the bedside table, and opened it. She pulled out a rectangular object, wrapped in blue and yellow paper. She handed it to Private.
"You can give her this," she said. Private frowned.
"But weren't te gonna give it to her?" he asked.
"Yes, but I don't mind te doing it."
"Yes, but I do!"
"But te were so upset that your present was destroyed!" Rune exclaimed. Private sighed, as she thrust the package into his flippers.
"Tell te what," he said. "Let's both give it to CC." Rune thought about it a moment, then nodded....

Lexii's POV

I was growing più and più nervous the closer we got to the park. I glanced at Julien and could tell he was deep in thought. Taking a deep breath I decided to just concentrat on putting one foot in front of the other. But my mind kept wondering...
I DID Amore Julien, but Amore was such a scary feeling for me. Growing up with Blowhole taught me absolutely nothing about love! I mean, I Amore limonata and fresh air and the color blue but the Amore between me and Julien was different. I didn't even know this kind of Amore existed before and now that it was all being thrown at me... I...

“Are we there yet?” moaned Loren. “almost” Responded Kowalski while rolling his eyes. “yeah, stop being so whiny Loren” detto Skipper. “well it’s not my fault I didn’t get anything to eat before we went on that stupid superiore, in alto secret mission, I’m starving!” Complained Loren. “well that’s a REAL bummer” detto Skipper in a sarcastic tone. “don’t worry Loren, were almost home.” detto private “thanks Private” detto Loren thoughtfully. Loren seems to always treat Private as a little brother, as if they were siblings. And not the type that always fight either. A few minutes...

"First of all, we need to find a way off this island, and Private's got one way, now look and listen carefully soldiers. Go ahead and tell them your plan Private," detto Skipper. Private then stood up. "Alright then, my plan of escape is to build a large barca of leaves and branches, and it was a very good plan, agreeing to all of our standards, so, we all built the barca last night, floats excellently in water, perfectly sea-worthy, now let's go on board," detto Private. The group then looked at the large leafy boat, then got into it, settling themselves down and casting out several oars. It wasn't...

There’s a ghost down in the hall
There’s a ghoul beneath the bed
Now it’s coming through the walls
Now it’s coming up the stairs
Then there’s screaming in the dark
Hear the beating of his heart
Can te feel it in the air
Ghosts be hiding everywhere
I’m gonna be
Exactly what te wanna see
It’s te who’s scorning me
She wanting me
To be the stranger
In your life
Am I amusing you
But just confusing me
Am I the beast
You visualised
And if te wanna see
Eccentric oddities
I’ll be grotesque before your eye
Let them all materialise
Is that scary for te baby
Am I scary for you
Is it scary for te baby
Is...

Skipper looked up at Lilly in an unamused fashion. "Okay. te introduced yourself. Now Leave." He detto dryly. Private came up behind him. "Don't be so rude Skippa!" The cute little pinguino exclaimed. "Im Private, and this is Kowalski,Rico and Skippa." Lilly giggled. "Wow. Kowalski is a cute little name." Kowalski blushed and looked up at her. "Hee hee...thank te miss Lilly." Skipper just rolled his eyes. "Come on boys, we have a mission to do remember?" Skipper pointed his flipper to the tuna truck that was driving in through the back of the Zoo gates. Just as they were about to slide off,...

Skipper woke up, he was extremely hung over, so he had a splitting headache from the beer. He looked around, realizing that he slept through closing hours, he then saw a shadow in the other end of the bar. Drake. 'What're te doing here Drake? I thought you've been dead for 4 months!!' yelled Skipper. drake inched closer to Skipper. 'People find ways Skip, te just need to find those ways,' detto Drake, rubbing his grizzled flippers on his forehead. 'I gotta get some Cibo around here, REAL food!!!' yelled Drake. Skipper gulped, then he spoke again. 'You can find real food, there's a shipment...

Scene 1- Owl City Night
Emma:(surprised) Wow! I don't know there is a place called Owl City.
Lexii: Me neither.
Tressa: Because this place's name isn't Owl City. I gave there this name because there are so many owls.
Icicle: Actually there are places call Owl City.
Catherina: So, what will we do next?
Tressa:(excited) I made a list. *tries to find* Wait a second.* takes the list* Hmm. Check time. Is everybody here?
Lexii: Yes. Except Monique, Mya, Dylan,Kiva, Moonshadow.
Kate: Oh dear.
Tressa:*faceflipper*
Lexii: Maybe some others...
Tressa:(depressed)Rune, please tell me te sent invitetion cards to...

(finaly! I finished my zombie apocalypse story, say I of te want a sequel! Haha, but now I can start off where I left, on the secondo chapter of "truth in lies")
"well, we all have that bitchy side in us all, now matter how much shit life throws us!" dillain said, almost proud to be cursing.
"god dillain, there's kids Leggere this!" amber laughed, almost chocking on a fish.
It had been a few giorno since "dillie" had arrived. And kowalski was getting madder every day. Amber had rathered to  show dillain around the zoo, than try to make a plane that went faster then the speed of light with him.

Amber...

It was about midnight. Amber was texting away on a phone. Every now and then she would cough o sneeze o something. 
I doubt she's sick, but I winced every time it happened. 
Kowalski was in the lab with private, and Rico was in there. 
Suddenly there was a large crash. 
Only when I jumped did I notice I had spent the past half ora staring at amber. I creeped myself out.
Rico came burying through the door. He piled amber, da the arm, off her bunk, and dragged her into the lab. I followed.
In the lab, I saw private, so sick he was almost dead, but on the floor in front, kowalski had passed out....

Damion knew he had to do it. For so long he had neglected to commit the action he had so longed for, it had bounced in his brain, fermenting, marinating beautifully in his mind. Finally, he was with his mate once more, and now it seemed mandatory, so he sat on his newly-purchased scrivania, reception in an office Hannah had left open for him, topped with a dwindling candle, pulled out a thin ballpoint pen of ebony ink, and reached down below his seat.

With a shrill, squeak of age, the small door in Damion's cabinet opened up, a secondo compartment being unlocked da the sound of his voice.

"Whyte," he uttered...