"So tell me , Nolan.." He says.
I don't know what to do. I have been hanging here for hours, blood dripping down my face.
How could I have gotten myself into this? I was just an ordinary Wolf/spy. Now a monster. A hanging monster. Just like I deserve. Now I wait to be killed. Waiting for his statement.
But I am an impatient person. But I am forced to.
After all, I am Nolan Miles.
"...Why are tu here?" He finishes.
"Well.." I laugh, trying to keep my cool. After all, if I were to freak, I would be dead por now.
"I was sent here por an organisation parte superior, arriba secret for even me to know, Trying to make a life."
What am I talking about? I have no life! I have no girlfriend! I am just a lonely spy, just a nobody.
Walking along the road of nowhere.
I heard a illusion about that. It goes, "WWW.opportunityisnowhere.com, What do tu see?"
I see nowhere...
But I guess I should think brightly before I die here. Because I am forced to.
"Fine then," He says. "If tu will not talk, tu will wait here another hour." He leaves, slamming the steel door behind him. I can here the deadbolts lock.
F***.
I'll wait to die, I guess. After all, I am forced to.
It's dark in here, and I am practically going insane. And I just started another hour...
I have been a spy for, how long? I forgot. I have been here to long to remember.
All I know is that I worked for the "C.I.A/AS".
And I have worked for Blowhole before, but I turned. And I am one of his enemies. Hes the one that gave me this scar.
But that was so long ago, I think that he forgot, But I don't know. tu ca never be sure.
Just then, the door opens, and a voice appearers. I can tell its the same man.
"Nolan, we need a word with you"
I can feel something go into my paw. It feels like a needle.
It feels like a sharp, burning pain. I can tell it is Anesthesia.
F***!! what do I do?
I growl. But it doesn't do anything.
I kick and yowel, but it doesn't do anything either. And I get weaker with each kick.
Finally, I slump onto my shoulder, My eyelids are closing. I'm doomed.
The last thing I feel is a man unhooking my chains.
Finally,I am out cold. Lying on the floor. They pick me up, and I get dragged out.
Senseless.
After all,
I am forced to...
I don't know what to do. I have been hanging here for hours, blood dripping down my face.
How could I have gotten myself into this? I was just an ordinary Wolf/spy. Now a monster. A hanging monster. Just like I deserve. Now I wait to be killed. Waiting for his statement.
But I am an impatient person. But I am forced to.
After all, I am Nolan Miles.
"...Why are tu here?" He finishes.
"Well.." I laugh, trying to keep my cool. After all, if I were to freak, I would be dead por now.
"I was sent here por an organisation parte superior, arriba secret for even me to know, Trying to make a life."
What am I talking about? I have no life! I have no girlfriend! I am just a lonely spy, just a nobody.
Walking along the road of nowhere.
I heard a illusion about that. It goes, "WWW.opportunityisnowhere.com, What do tu see?"
I see nowhere...
But I guess I should think brightly before I die here. Because I am forced to.
"Fine then," He says. "If tu will not talk, tu will wait here another hour." He leaves, slamming the steel door behind him. I can here the deadbolts lock.
F***.
I'll wait to die, I guess. After all, I am forced to.
It's dark in here, and I am practically going insane. And I just started another hour...
I have been a spy for, how long? I forgot. I have been here to long to remember.
All I know is that I worked for the "C.I.A/AS".
And I have worked for Blowhole before, but I turned. And I am one of his enemies. Hes the one that gave me this scar.
But that was so long ago, I think that he forgot, But I don't know. tu ca never be sure.
Just then, the door opens, and a voice appearers. I can tell its the same man.
"Nolan, we need a word with you"
I can feel something go into my paw. It feels like a needle.
It feels like a sharp, burning pain. I can tell it is Anesthesia.
F***!! what do I do?
I growl. But it doesn't do anything.
I kick and yowel, but it doesn't do anything either. And I get weaker with each kick.
Finally, I slump onto my shoulder, My eyelids are closing. I'm doomed.
The last thing I feel is a man unhooking my chains.
Finally,I am out cold. Lying on the floor. They pick me up, and I get dragged out.
Senseless.
After all,
I am forced to...
I do not think The Penguins of Madagascar should be cancelled. This mostrar is my life. Literally, tu should see all the fotos I have, all the dvd's I have. I took my time to write a freakin' movie on it for cryin' out loud! (sorry, got a little carried away) There are millions of fans all over the world that loves the show. It's the segundo best mostrar on Nick (behind SpongeBob SquarePants...which in my opinion is bogus. POM is way better than that show.). They won Best Animated Program. You'd think with all these factors they might try keeping the mostrar going on for at at least one más season. Plus they just started season 3. There's only about 20 episodes in it. I think whoever decided the mostrar should be cancelled should be fired. They don't know what they're talking about because so many people want the mostrar to continue, I don't understand why they can't see that.