Quitting CP,but not Mateos site!!

Ok as you can you see Im quitting CP.Sometimes Ill be on CP and sometimes i won’t. I will be posting posts, be on  the chat, and be on cp. So dont get scared or sad or mad at me. DONT DELETE AS AN AUTHOR PLZ.

-Big Chill2

April Fools Day Sneak Peek

Hi Bubbles here!  That’s right, another post   This post is all about the April Fools Day Party which is coming April 1st.  It is gonna be wacky as always XD  I am happy they aren’t canceling it like the St. Patricks Day Party.  Anyway, here is the sneak peek:

My head is dizzy just looking at it lol.  As the Penguin Play Awards draw to a close this week, be ready for some April Madness (not March Madness)

That is all for now.  Stay Wacky!!

Bubbles can’t be popped!!

-Bubbles

Updates

Hello Penguins!! Since NOBODY is posting why not i do one. The Penguin Awards are here!! Here are the items for the mini party:

Dock:

Stage:

Backstage:

Video Camera:

Penguin Statues:

The April Fools Day Party is on April 1- idk. The new game is out. Check it out!!

More to heard soon!!

Big Chill2

My New Story

Hey, Penguins (or humans, if you’re getting a bit detached from Club Penguin)–

I’m sorry for not posting. I feel like I’ve done nothing for the site, and I’m beginning to worry about it becoming a Ghost Town. I’ve decided to write a Sci-fi story, so read up! This will be added to Penglibrary when the story is actually finished.

I’ve made sure to down the violence as much as possible for the Prologue, but I can’t promise that in the future.

Oops, kept you waiting. Sorry!!

“Captain, a security breach has occurred in the Communications Quadrant.” yelled Alicia Smith, the Chief Data Analyst.

The Captain’s eyebrows raised. “A security breach?” he repeated, scratching his chin. “Track the source.”

“Yes, sir,” Alicia responded, typing furiously on her keyboard while monitoring 3 different screens. “I’ve got it! It’s a Falcon F22, whose Origin is Desmar.”

“Copy that.” replied the captain. He turned around. “Greene! Activate a code red.”

“Yes sir,” Greene responded, punching a large red button. A siren blared and a red light above them turned on. The captain picked up a comm. and spoke:

“This is a code red security breach in the Communications Quadrant, I repeat: This is a code red security breach in the Communications Quadrant.” he turned it off, turning to Dustin Samuel.

“Dustin, scramble security to the Communications Quadrant; we need back up.”

“Yes, sir,” he replied, turning in his chair to face the monitor. He started to activate the signal but his screen went blank.

“Er… Captain?” he requested worriedly. “My computer went blank, sir. What’s hap–”

“Alicia, what’s going on?!” the Captain roared, adjusting his Communications Earbud.

“I-I don’t know!” answered Alicia, trying to decode a figure.

“Well find out!” yelled the Captain, standing up furiously. A quake knocked him off of his feet.

“I’m picking up no readings from the engines, Captain!” informed Marc Gendford, the Head Communications Officer. “I think the Falcon went for the Oxygen Reserves and took the entire engine with it.”

“How much time do we have?” asked the Captain.

“Minutes, sir, unless we can decrease the amount of oxygen intake this ship requires.”

“What do you suggest?”

“That we deny 80% of the ship of oxygen. We could make it at most for a quarter hour then.”

“What are your casualty expectations?”

“If less than 10% of the crew can find a mask in time before their blood boils, hundreds.”

The Captain’s eyebrows furrowed. “We’ll risk it. I want you all to grab an air mask and have it handy just in case.” He picked up the comm. again.

“This is your Captain speaking. Grab an air mask now.”

“There’s no time to waste!” the Captain informed them. “Marc, cut the oxygen!”

“Yes, sir!” sliding a card through a slot, Marc obeyed commands.

A minute passed and everyone sighed. “I’d like to make an entry in the Journal.” the Captain informed a computer. He looked around the control bridge, at all of his assistants, and pressed the record button, speaking:

“This is Captain John D. Anderson reporting in for the last time aboard the I.U.R Odyssey. Our engines have been destroyed in the explosion of a Desmarian Falcon F22. Casualties remain unknown and Oxygen reserves have been depleted from years to minutes.” He paused and looked out the big window in front of him that viewed outer space in front of the ship. A grey speck appeared in the distance. His heart stopped. Was it a moon? A planet? Hope welled up inside of him. “However, there appears to be a mass in the distance that we hope is a planet or moon. Our hopes lie in the few escape pods that the ship has left. Captain, out.”

“Alicia, see if you can find out what that is.”

“Already on it, sir.” replied the Analyst, her computer running on backup power.

The Captain left his chair and circled the perimeter of the room, patting the shoulders of everybody reassuringly.

“Hmm…. How odd,” remarked Alicia. “The figure is not a planet as much as it is a machine.”

“A machine?” repeated the Captain. “Does it have any features that make it like a planet; does it have a core?”

“It appears so, sir. It has a core made of composite Iron, Nickel, and Magnetite.”

“Are there any other resemblances?”

“Not to my knowledge, Captain.”

“Try to establish a communications link.”

“I’ll try, but with the loss of our entire Communications Quadrant in the explosion, the link will be–”

“Just do it before we die, please?”

She scowled. “Yes, sir.”

Several minutes passed. Alicia sighed “I’ve got it, and I’ll put them through to the screen.” The Captain sat back down. All he saw was the electronic fuzz, but he heard nothing.

“Greetings. This is Captain John D. Anderson aboard the I.U.R Odyssey.” began the Captain, breaking the silence. “We request admission into the abode of your planet so that we can return to earth via an I.U.R vessel.

A few seconds passed.

“We know no I.U.R, human. Leave us alone.”

“All we want is to establish a safe communications from your planet. We are in desperate need of assistance and require but a day in safety.”

“I said: leave us alone. The I.U.R is the subtle knife that keeps once free races under your rule, denying them of freedom. You venture across the universe to set up so called: ‘peace treaties’ and then hold lives as the cost for traditions that they celebrate. I say this once and once more: leave us alone; if you don’t, it will be your lives as the cost.”

A pause occurred. “Did you commission the Falcon F22?”

Silence.

“I repeat: Did you commission the Falcon F22?”

“Leave us alone!”

A volley of white laser beams protruded from the planet, aimed for the ship.

“Masks!” yelled the captain, equipping his own.

The Captain was blinded and deafened by the force of the explosion. He felt his mask being ripped off of his face and his blood boiling to a state of evaporation. His eyes glazed open, the last command over his body before he passed into oblivion.

Thanks for reading!

Tell me what you think!

We Waddle On!

Pengbro2

2012- Chapter 1

Hello guys!! 2012 Chapter 1 is out ONLY in PengLibrary.

The score was 9-6. Jacobs’ team was losing. It was Jacobs turn to bat, 2 outs-2 strikes- 3 men on base. The pitcher threw a fast ball. The ball and bat connected.Jacob ran and watched the ball at the same time. It went over the fence. HOME RUN!!  The score was 10- 9. At the end Jacobs’ team won.The manager called everyone for ice cream. When they went to the ice cream shop. Jacob and his friends looked outside and to ther shock they saw a huge crack going down for yards and yards.He looked at Jonathan,” What’s going on out there?”, he asked.”Beats me, maybe 2012″, Jonathan joked.”Seriously, Are you for real?” Jacob asked.

            When Jacob went home that afternoon, he saw a man looking at him across the street,”Beware”, the Man said. A bus passed by and when it went, The Man was gone. Jacob got the shivers and ran home.

        Jacob got to the front step.Something breathed into his ear. ”AHHHHHHHHHH!!!”, Jacob startled. His little brother roared with laughter.”YOU LITTLE TWERP”, he yelled.J acob walked in to hear that 2012 was real.

Big Chill2

Updates

There is a new March 2010 Penguin Style with Penguin Play Awards which will come March 19th.  No St. Patricks Day clothes so the party might not happen this year

Also, Rockhopper is here.  He brought some new and rare items like the Admirals Hat lol   But, Yarr is missing!  Poor guy

Lastly, the underground has expierenced puffles!  A Yellow one can be spotted at the Mine

That is all for now.  Sorry no pictures.  I am busy at the moment.

Bubbles can’t be popped!!

-Bubbles

New Mission “IN A COUPLE OF MONTHS”!

Hi Bubbles here!  The mission that Club Penguin keeps talking about is coming soon.  We now know that it will come in a couple of months!  WHAT?!  We have been waiting and waiting for Mission 11 and now they say it will come in a couple of months   Well, they did give us another sneak peek of it.  They say that Herbert is back and he has a new evil plan.  Didn’t we already know that?

While we wait, they say we can “redo’” the past missions.  Whoop de do!

Bubbles can’t be popped!!

-Bubbles

Orange Puffle(more info)

Hey guys! you can now adopt an Orange Puffle!!! (NOT me im a non-member*says  non-member dramatically*) Heres a pic(I searched for photos,but all of them are edits):

I wouldnt be on the right page if I were you. It’s curious(like me!!) and zany(pssstttt….Bubbles………). It likes boxes lol and wagons. It likes to sleep deeply(like me!!). WAIT!! Add Yellow Puffle and Orange Puffle and you get… Big PUFFLE2!!!!

LOL Big Chill2!!

Orange Puffle!

He’s here today! He is from the box dimension and loves to eat! Check back later for more info!

It’s here! It’s here! Wow! He looks like a mix of a squirrel and a pumpkin! Buy him! He hula hoops and likes wagons and boxes!

Changes (to be voted on)

Hey, Penguins–

Don’t jump to the poll– I have to make an announcement.

So, as the new administrator, I would like to make a change to the site as all the previous administrators have, dating back to Mateobeccar, who started the site. I have noticed that stories are being posted this way and that; I want to put them on Penglibrary, which has been abandoned since its creation in January of 2009. I would like to change this, as it is one of the relics that I (and several other authors) hold dear to me because it was an original branch of this site, back when it was THE GANG: Mateobeccar, Yfrog, Leroy Jenkz, Kelli and me. So please vote and I will post the results on Friday.