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05 March 2007, 10:03 PM
CHAPTER ONE:
There was breeze in the cold, misty air of my igloo while I was redecorating my awesome new medieval castle. As I was sitting there polishing my ice statue, when I heard a thump at my door. I walked up to it briefly and jammed the door open.
A small, green non-member penguin fell onto my cold floor. He had no clothes, which told me he was a non member. He was covered in blood, which told me that members had been beating him up. I helped him up steadily and looked over him. I saw 4 members outside laughing at him. I then took the non member into my home and slammed the door on the member jerks.
"You Ok?" I asked.
"I don’t know..." said the penguin; he had been crying and I could tell he had been publicly humiliated.
"Just Ignore those Jerks." I said to the Non-member.
"I'll try." The Penguin said, wiping his tears.
"What’s you're name?" I asked him.
"Ryan," he said to me lightly.
"Nice to meet you," I said, trying to shake his flipper. "I am Orca."
"Very nice igloo," Ryan said looking around.
"Thank you," I replied.
"Yeah, this is probably luxurious compared to your dump!" a voice yelled to Ryan.
I looked behind me to see that a member jerk had snuck into my igloo.
"The name’s Frank," the Jerk said, "Member Frank. I suggest that you should start hanging out with your own kind, Orca."
"Shut Up!" I yelled back. I suddenly gripped Frank by the collar and threw him out the door. He plunged into the snow then I turned around.
Ryan was crying again
CHAPTER 2:
"Don’t listen to them, they're selfish and they're jerks," I told Ryan firmly.
Ryan put his flippers out of his tear bursting eyes and said quietly, "So, why are you a member."
I looked at him and sighed.
"If you ask me," I began to explain, "We are all the same, no matter what we look like. I didn’t become a member to be mean and it’s not a very good privilege. In fact, it isn’t a privilege at all."
Ryan looked at my blue puffle, Egor, and laughed.
"My puffle left me," Ryan said sadly.
"Why did he run away?" I asked curiously.
"He didn't run away." He explained. "I was going ice fishing and I brought my puffle with me. That’s when it happened. I had finally caught the big fish, the mullet and then my puffle went crazy. So crazy that my puffle slipped and fell into its mouth."
Ryan rolled over on my chair and began to burst out in tears.
Suddenly, Frank barged in again and ran up to Ryan. He yelled, "Hey noob! Come get a load of this!"
Suddenly, Frank rolled Ryan to the ground like he was a slave and Frank drew his hockey stick. He began to WHACK Ryan across The Face. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK!
I suddenly lost control. I drew my electric guitar and with a large SMASH! BANG! BOOM! I whammed Frank across the jaw. I had killed Frank, but Ryan gave me a thumbs up.
CHAPTER 3:
I sat there in shock, with Franks dead body lying right on my left foot. His mouth was open and covered in blood; Ryan was smiling yelling "Revenge!"
Suddenly, a secret Agent burst into my home and said,
"Just doing an inspection- WHAT THE!"
The Agent looked down at the body, then at me when Ryan yelled. Ryan and I stormed out of my igloo, ran from mountain to mountain, and landed on the iceberg.
Then the Agent came into sight. I looked at him and suddenly drew my guitar again.
"Just in case," I said to Ryan. Suddenly, we both plunged into the icy cold water in an attempt to hide from the agent. After a while, I swam back up to the surface and landed on the Iceberg, the agent was gone.
Ryan came up next. He had apparently swallowed too much salt water.That, or he was going crazy. He jumped up into the air and began to sing Fergelicious. Then, he showed me the Iceberg and said, "Try the Salt Water! It'll treat ya!" Then he was doing the caterpillar move.
"What the heck..." I said, looking at him.
Then he asked, "How did we get out here in the middle of the desert?"
I slapped my fin onto my face. It was official. He had become drunk on salt water and was going nuts.
CHAPTER FOUR: CAPTURED.
Ryan was still drunk when a small bit of the iceberg ripped off and we were being taken out into the middle of the ocean. Ryan was dancing and shaking it while I was praying that the salt water would wear off because he did the craziest things when drunk.
"An Agent!" he yelled.
I looked over and a jetpack was zooming towards us, attached was a penguin in a tuxedo with sunglasses and a tie.
"MAYBE HE’S FRIENDLY!" Ryan yelled.
"No!" I yelled back to Ryan.
I realized that I was too late when Ryan began to row the bit of the iceberg toward the penguin with the jetpack. In two minutes, we were put in handcuffs. Luckily, I had heard Ryan say "I think the salt water has worn off," he told me in the jail cell.
"Thank god," I whispered
CHAPTER 5:
Ryan looked at me in the cell and said, "I’m sorry for getting us in here…"
"It’s Ok. I just still can’t believe that we’re in jail for killing a jerk-"
"Killing a jerk?" an Agent said out in the hallway, apparently listening, "Nah, you’re here for being with someone that’s not your own kind.”
I dropped my jaw in surprise.
"WHO CARES IF HE HAS NO CLOTHES OR IGLOO? HE JUST CAN’T PAY! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT?"
I then drew my guitar, smashed open the bars, and Ryan and I stormed out the doors.
Suddenly, I saw something very surprising outside Club Penguin.
Members, loads of members, all had non members hanging out with them. I could see one member buying a non member a snow cone and I saw a girl member kissing a guy member on the cheek. I even saw Frank’s gang laughing at a joke five non-members said.
"You've really started something," Ryan said smiling.
"Yeah.... I really have...."
CHAPTER SIX:
Ryan walked out into the town and loads of members were waving to him yelling, "Hey Ryan!"
It was the happiest day of my life, until I found out not everyone was getting along.
Agents stormed in and yelled, "THIS IS UNNECESSARY! WE MUST STAY WITH OUR OWN KIND, NOT WITH THESE NON-MEMEBERS!”
Several penguins looked at each other and Ryan looked at me.
"We won't!" I yelled.
Suddenly, several agents drew hockey sticks. They were beginning to charge and Ryan yelled, "What are we going to do?!"
"We have to fight! It’s our only chance!"
I threw Ryan my hockey stick and he caught it in mid air.
I drew my guitar, as do the other members.
"CHARGE!" we all yelled.
In a moment, agents were fighting with their weapons against the members and non members. I was just done hitting an agent in the chest when I looked over.
Ryan looked towards me and yelled, "Orca, Help!"
Suddenly, an agent brought down his hockey stick down on Ryan’s head. Ryan looked around wearily and then collapsed.
The battle was all over in few minutes. The agents had retreated.
I looked over at Ryan.
He was dead.
CHAPTER SIX:
I was very upset when I saw Ryan dead. I cried for a very long time. All the members and non members were looking at Ryan’s dead body in shock.
*****
(A few days later, at Ryan’s Funeral.)
I had hired a priest that I was friends with and he agreed to bless Ryan at the funeral.
The funeral took place at the Iceburg, Ryan’s favorite place in Club Penguin. During the funeral, I came up and said a few words.
"Ryan was, as you know, a non-member. He was a very good friend. Truly great in that he gave us all strength, hope, and love towards each other, but the most important thing is that in these past few days, the bond of friendship has tied us together. As I had told Ryan the first day I met him, being a member is not about making fun of non-members. Making fun of Non-members is a very unfortunate occurrence that shouldn’t occur at all. Finally, I think that no matter what language we speak, what color, or what type of penguin we might be, our hearts will be as one. Thank you."
I stepped down from the podium, walked outside, and began to cry lightly.
CHAPTER SEVEN:
As I sat there crying, I felt a light thump on my head. I reached up to my scallop and grabbed what looked like a piece of paper. I looked at it curiously and read:
Dear Orca,
It’s me, Ryan. If you are reading this, I am in heaven, which is a much better place. I want you to know that I am safe in here and I want to thank you for sticking up for me. I hope you have a great day.
PS: Everyone is a member up here.
I laughed and couldn’t believe I was just reading a letter from Ryan who was in Heaven!
My puffle walked up to me outside and purred against me. Then I softly said,
"Come on buddy. We're going home."
THE END
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There was breeze in the cold, misty air of my igloo while I was redecorating my awesome new medieval castle. As I was sitting there polishing my ice statue, when I heard a thump at my door. I walked up to it briefly and jammed the door open.
A small, green non-member penguin fell onto my cold floor. He had no clothes, which told me he was a non member. He was covered in blood, which told me that members had been beating him up. I helped him up steadily and looked over him. I saw 4 members outside laughing at him. I then took the non member into my home and slammed the door on the member jerks.
"You Ok?" I asked.
"I don’t know..." said the penguin; he had been crying and I could tell he had been publicly humiliated.
"Just Ignore those Jerks." I said to the Non-member.
"I'll try." The Penguin said, wiping his tears.
"What’s you're name?" I asked him.
"Ryan," he said to me lightly.
"Nice to meet you," I said, trying to shake his flipper. "I am Orca."
"Very nice igloo," Ryan said looking around.
"Thank you," I replied.
"Yeah, this is probably luxurious compared to your dump!" a voice yelled to Ryan.
I looked behind me to see that a member jerk had snuck into my igloo.
"The name’s Frank," the Jerk said, "Member Frank. I suggest that you should start hanging out with your own kind, Orca."
"Shut Up!" I yelled back. I suddenly gripped Frank by the collar and threw him out the door. He plunged into the snow then I turned around.
Ryan was crying again
CHAPTER 2:
"Don’t listen to them, they're selfish and they're jerks," I told Ryan firmly.
Ryan put his flippers out of his tear bursting eyes and said quietly, "So, why are you a member."
I looked at him and sighed.
"If you ask me," I began to explain, "We are all the same, no matter what we look like. I didn’t become a member to be mean and it’s not a very good privilege. In fact, it isn’t a privilege at all."
Ryan looked at my blue puffle, Egor, and laughed.
"My puffle left me," Ryan said sadly.
"Why did he run away?" I asked curiously.
"He didn't run away." He explained. "I was going ice fishing and I brought my puffle with me. That’s when it happened. I had finally caught the big fish, the mullet and then my puffle went crazy. So crazy that my puffle slipped and fell into its mouth."
Ryan rolled over on my chair and began to burst out in tears.
Suddenly, Frank barged in again and ran up to Ryan. He yelled, "Hey noob! Come get a load of this!"
Suddenly, Frank rolled Ryan to the ground like he was a slave and Frank drew his hockey stick. He began to WHACK Ryan across The Face. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK!
I suddenly lost control. I drew my electric guitar and with a large SMASH! BANG! BOOM! I whammed Frank across the jaw. I had killed Frank, but Ryan gave me a thumbs up.
CHAPTER 3:
I sat there in shock, with Franks dead body lying right on my left foot. His mouth was open and covered in blood; Ryan was smiling yelling "Revenge!"
Suddenly, a secret Agent burst into my home and said,
"Just doing an inspection- WHAT THE!"
The Agent looked down at the body, then at me when Ryan yelled. Ryan and I stormed out of my igloo, ran from mountain to mountain, and landed on the iceberg.
Then the Agent came into sight. I looked at him and suddenly drew my guitar again.
"Just in case," I said to Ryan. Suddenly, we both plunged into the icy cold water in an attempt to hide from the agent. After a while, I swam back up to the surface and landed on the Iceberg, the agent was gone.
Ryan came up next. He had apparently swallowed too much salt water.That, or he was going crazy. He jumped up into the air and began to sing Fergelicious. Then, he showed me the Iceberg and said, "Try the Salt Water! It'll treat ya!" Then he was doing the caterpillar move.
"What the heck..." I said, looking at him.
Then he asked, "How did we get out here in the middle of the desert?"
I slapped my fin onto my face. It was official. He had become drunk on salt water and was going nuts.
CHAPTER FOUR: CAPTURED.
Ryan was still drunk when a small bit of the iceberg ripped off and we were being taken out into the middle of the ocean. Ryan was dancing and shaking it while I was praying that the salt water would wear off because he did the craziest things when drunk.
"An Agent!" he yelled.
I looked over and a jetpack was zooming towards us, attached was a penguin in a tuxedo with sunglasses and a tie.
"MAYBE HE’S FRIENDLY!" Ryan yelled.
"No!" I yelled back to Ryan.
I realized that I was too late when Ryan began to row the bit of the iceberg toward the penguin with the jetpack. In two minutes, we were put in handcuffs. Luckily, I had heard Ryan say "I think the salt water has worn off," he told me in the jail cell.
"Thank god," I whispered
CHAPTER 5:
Ryan looked at me in the cell and said, "I’m sorry for getting us in here…"
"It’s Ok. I just still can’t believe that we’re in jail for killing a jerk-"
"Killing a jerk?" an Agent said out in the hallway, apparently listening, "Nah, you’re here for being with someone that’s not your own kind.”
I dropped my jaw in surprise.
"WHO CARES IF HE HAS NO CLOTHES OR IGLOO? HE JUST CAN’T PAY! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT?"
I then drew my guitar, smashed open the bars, and Ryan and I stormed out the doors.
Suddenly, I saw something very surprising outside Club Penguin.
Members, loads of members, all had non members hanging out with them. I could see one member buying a non member a snow cone and I saw a girl member kissing a guy member on the cheek. I even saw Frank’s gang laughing at a joke five non-members said.
"You've really started something," Ryan said smiling.
"Yeah.... I really have...."
CHAPTER SIX:
Ryan walked out into the town and loads of members were waving to him yelling, "Hey Ryan!"
It was the happiest day of my life, until I found out not everyone was getting along.
Agents stormed in and yelled, "THIS IS UNNECESSARY! WE MUST STAY WITH OUR OWN KIND, NOT WITH THESE NON-MEMEBERS!”
Several penguins looked at each other and Ryan looked at me.
"We won't!" I yelled.
Suddenly, several agents drew hockey sticks. They were beginning to charge and Ryan yelled, "What are we going to do?!"
"We have to fight! It’s our only chance!"
I threw Ryan my hockey stick and he caught it in mid air.
I drew my guitar, as do the other members.
"CHARGE!" we all yelled.
In a moment, agents were fighting with their weapons against the members and non members. I was just done hitting an agent in the chest when I looked over.
Ryan looked towards me and yelled, "Orca, Help!"
Suddenly, an agent brought down his hockey stick down on Ryan’s head. Ryan looked around wearily and then collapsed.
The battle was all over in few minutes. The agents had retreated.
I looked over at Ryan.
He was dead.
CHAPTER SIX:
I was very upset when I saw Ryan dead. I cried for a very long time. All the members and non members were looking at Ryan’s dead body in shock.
*****
(A few days later, at Ryan’s Funeral.)
I had hired a priest that I was friends with and he agreed to bless Ryan at the funeral.
The funeral took place at the Iceburg, Ryan’s favorite place in Club Penguin. During the funeral, I came up and said a few words.
"Ryan was, as you know, a non-member. He was a very good friend. Truly great in that he gave us all strength, hope, and love towards each other, but the most important thing is that in these past few days, the bond of friendship has tied us together. As I had told Ryan the first day I met him, being a member is not about making fun of non-members. Making fun of Non-members is a very unfortunate occurrence that shouldn’t occur at all. Finally, I think that no matter what language we speak, what color, or what type of penguin we might be, our hearts will be as one. Thank you."
I stepped down from the podium, walked outside, and began to cry lightly.
CHAPTER SEVEN:
As I sat there crying, I felt a light thump on my head. I reached up to my scallop and grabbed what looked like a piece of paper. I looked at it curiously and read:
Dear Orca,
It’s me, Ryan. If you are reading this, I am in heaven, which is a much better place. I want you to know that I am safe in here and I want to thank you for sticking up for me. I hope you have a great day.
PS: Everyone is a member up here.
I laughed and couldn’t believe I was just reading a letter from Ryan who was in Heaven!
My puffle walked up to me outside and purred against me. Then I softly said,
"Come on buddy. We're going home."
THE END
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