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Y’all are probably all getting sick of all these Camp Camp blogs sprouting out of nowhere but hey-ho! 

Do you like archery? Hiking? Search and rescue, biking, horseback, training that’ll save you from a heart attack, scuba, diving, miming, keeping up with rhyming, football, limbo, science, stunting, pre-calc, spaceships, treasure hunting, bomb defusal, no refusal, fantasies, circus trapeze and fights and ghosts and paints and snakes and knives and chess and dance and weights?! Then welcome to camp, kiddos!

If you like would be interested in interacting with yet another ( yes another ) lovable Camp Counselor; there’s endless possibilities & no that’s not hyperbole! So like/reblog as an expression of your interest!  Penned by Sav!

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[ 🐧 ] @divinecomcdy​ can keep a secret! | ( top secret ) |

Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( unknown )

Well this was just wonderful! Absolutely peachy! Now he would have to try and stop-up this entire operation. Just for the record: the first part was sarcasm. 

Skipper detested having to hold a mission due to keen, vigilant eyes. More so than often humans would prevent him from his missions as they were always around, especially in Manhattan. They practically infested the streets. 

Today the tuxedo-bird was feeling less than chipper and willing to let this slide, possibly because he was so close to his desired prize, having tied a rope around his rotund middle and was near to lounging for it ( it had just been out of his reach) when the disturbance had occurred. ❝What’s the big idea?! Can’t a soldier get some solitude around here?!❞

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[ 🐧 ] @p-bxdy requested the last bits of popped heaven ( cheesy dibbles )

❝Dibble me!❞

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[ 🐧 ] Just smile & wave, boys, smile & wave:

To do:

Drafts

Starters

Add some verses ( Human!Skipper, Zootopia...etc..)

Edit some pages ( Mun, faceclaim etc…)

Drafts

My apologies f!or my tardiness/otherwise lack of activity I’m moving out of my house to go to university on the 23rd of September and have been spending time with family and friends! Time is scarce right now but I intend on getting to this list as soon as possible!

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[ 🐧 ] Just smile & wave, boys, smile & wave:

Do you like penguins? Do you like commando penguins? Particularly the really psychotic kind? Well look no further! Like or reblog if you would be interested in interacting with an independent, mutuals exclusive & selective roleplay blog for Skipper from the Penguins of Madagascar/Madagascar franchise.

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[ 🐧 ] Just smile & wave, boys, smile & wave:

Hey it’s yo girl Sav. I’ve been assigned to all the bad shifts this weekend but activity should improve throughout the week but I just wanted to say that I’m utterly gobsmacked that I already have 90 followers on this blog. I’ve literally just started out here! Where y’all come from?! Just-Thank you! I don’t deserve this! *Sobs*

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[ 🐧 ] @speedxdemon​ can keep a secret! | ( top secret ) |

Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( unknown )

❝Wow, hey now! Slow down there, boy-racer, how’s a penguin supposed to devise a diversion around here?! What’s with all the commotion?! In case you haven’t noticed these streets are crawling with the enemy!❞ ...Or just mankind. How had a hedgehog of all creatures managed to weave in and out of the bustling streets without being coddled by one of them?❞  

❝So they call you Sonic? What is that? Like Sonic BOOM?! Ooooh-ho-ho! I like it!❞ Hm. In his team of elite penguins they had Kowalski, the brains, Rico always brought the destruction, Skipper was the leader and Private was the...Private (?) come to think of it he hadn’t an alliance with someone quite as expeditious as the latter. Perhaps he should invest in said alliance?

❝Alright, I like you’re style there, Spikes.❞ But how could he be sure that this was not just a fluke? ❝But have you got what it takes to form an alliance with the most elite group of spies none to man, dog and...man-?! AND man-dog? What do y’say?!❞

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[ 🐧 ] @spyglassd​​ can keep a secret! | ( top secret ) |

Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( unknown )

Skipper knew a New York-er when he saw one and he had taken it upon himself as his duty to protect, even humans in New York, but mostly animals. However, the odd human being was worth sparing a thought towards. Particularly this red haired woman. Well actually she was something short of a woman. A teenager. But nevertheless he could not help but notice that she was in a wheelchair and no that didn’t deter her from doing anything it was just today was a particularly hard-pressed day in New York, even more so than usual. 

There was a fair in Central Park. The monochromatic bird had been present as there was an up-sell on snow-cones today. If he timed it right he would be able to retrieve four for his men and himself without any hassle or exposing himself to that many people at once.

For now he pushes his mission for the frozen treats aside and holds the area under his scrutiny. Now how was he going to get down there? Despite having somewhat of a rotund exterior, simply because he is a penguin, he is nimble and agile and makes it down from his look-out post with ease, advancing towards the unsuspecting woman.

❝You need some help there, doll?❞ Skipper stays glued to the back of her chair, not willing to reveal himself to the redhead yet besides the black seat makes for the perfect camouflage so he can stay hidden to the naked, public eye. 

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[ 🐧 ] @mindbruised​ can keep a secret! | ( top secret ) |

Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( unknown )

❝Okay so what I’m to understand is this guy drives into you with his car, took you away to some dirt island in the middle of the ocean and forced you to write songs and you still don’t want me to slap him? Are you sure? Maybe you said affirmative and it’s that drone of an accent of yours. What is that? Not Danish, right?❞ He was bard from Denmark. 

The avian pauses for a moment, making an observation. There were far too many people weaving in and out of each other, the roads were overcrowded with taxi-services. That confirmed it. Without a glimmer of a doubt Skipper knows they were still in Manhattan.

❝What are you doing all the way in Manhattan, Music Man? You on tour?❞ Now that point was raised Skipper does recall hearing something about the Gorillaz, quite a few times this week actually. The penguin knows one or two songs also. He had not strayed  that far from the times. ❝How come you just walk around aimlessly with no bodyguards? You’re face is on every billboard on this stretch of street!❞ Perhaps something could be arranged here? He had a team of elite agents and...no if he ever were to inform the lofty man of their identity he would surely have to kill him. Or just knock him unconscious. Now ‘hitting him with a car’ doesn’t sound like such an awful idea.

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🍭| out of lollipops:

This is by no means a brand spanking new blog but I was curious as to how many people would actually want to interact last time I made one of these and was pleasantly surprised by the amount of Lazy Town fans out there so without further ado…

Like or reblog if you would be interested in interacting with a roleplay blog for Ziggy from Lazy Town!  

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[ 🐧 ] Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( friend )

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“!!!”

She couldn’t believe it, the voice came from the penguin?. The princess crouched down on the floor and offered her soft gloved hands to the small avian to stand on, she had a lot to explain to the penguin it seems…

                       “Now now, dearie. There is no such things as

                            hippies in here. It’s called Mushroom Kingdom

                           because of the species that inhabitates in this

                          paceful land.”

Said the princess returning onto her feet, dusting off the skirt of her pink dress. Before look and do a gest to the little town within the kingdom, Toads town, where her subjects lived in harmony with a few humans, as herself and the brothers.

                           “See those little creatures over there?

                                They’re Toads, this is called Mushroom

                                 kingdom, for them, my good sir”

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For once Skipper obliges to step into the palms of a human. It was rare for someone to act so calm and collected about discussing matters with a penguin. Then again she seemed well acquainted with beings that were well out of the ordinary as the supposed ‘Hippies’ of this land came in the form of Mushroom-like people. 

He spins around on his would-be-heels to witness the Toads for himself. Ah. Now he can see where this place gets it name. 

❝Oh, so no hippies then?❞ Apparently not. Albeit a bit disappoint the commando bird was as to whether there were any of the free-loving people here or not he would just have to settle with it. He had come all this way after all. 

Skipper notices the crown atop of the pastel-pink-clad woman’s wavy, blonde hair and muses for a moment. ❝So what are you? Like the Queen of this happy, mushroom land? More importantly do you have any fish? Sardines maybe? I’m starving! You wouldn’t mind accommodating for a soldier for a night or two would you?❞ 

A little blunt and forward yes but he had went three days without food or water before. Times had been scarce for him and his boys in the past so he always made a point to salvage what he can when the opportunity arises. 

❝Sorry, lady, but I have to ask. We penguins are always making the most of our findings. Since we never know when we’ll get the chance to fill up on fish again. No hunger can compare to starving under the scorching rays of the desert sun. ❞

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[ 🐧 ] Just smile & wave, boys, smile & wave:

Okay so today marks this blogs official opening because I’m going to be more active from here on out! I’m just getting onto my drafts so if we haven’t interacted yet and you would be interested interacting the please like/reblog for a starter! Alternatively leave a reply with a heart for human!Skipper!

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Do you like penguins? Do you like commando penguins? Particularly the really psychotic kind? Well look no further! Like or reblog if you would be interested in interacting with an independent, mutuals exclusive & selective roleplay blog for Skipper from the Penguins of Madagascar/Madagascar franchise.

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[ 🐧 ]  Alias: I would tell you but then I’d have to kill you ( friend )

❝Get a hold of yourself, man! Does this look it look like I’m laughing to you?❞ Most certainly not.

❝Of course I have to! Don’t you know that orcas chase their prey to exhaustion? That’s when they get weak! The perfect time to crush them under a metric tone of blubber!❞ Okay so maybe their pursuers were not orcas, not even close. But Skipper did have a point they would have to prevent the the viscous pack of canines from following their trail. The only way of ensuring their escape was to bring down as many barriers in order to deter the pack from their ability to prosecute their hunt for the duo any further. Even if that meant setting this old yet sizeable tree alight. The embers should be enough to polish it off, sending it plummeting to the ground. It was the only way of escape. Skipper had no means of camouflage out here and the canines had already caught the Felicid’s scent. So no. He wasn’t kidding. Not even in the slightest.

❝Remember your position, soldier. I bring the distraction, you bring the escape.❞ Meaning that the avian was to ride the canine after the chaos ensued’. Not only was he unequipped to camouflage here but a pair legs verses two pairs per animal extended to that of the on-coming group would simply not do. There was no time for a debate about this. They were running short of time.

❝Now deploy! Deploy!❞

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         “ What are you talking about?? Are                you… You’ve got to be KIDDING me. ”