How would one describe the day to day activities of a penguin team? Many, including myself, have tried and failed. The main problem is... well it's never really the SAME day to day. Sure, you'd think we had a routine, and we did. But they way we went about it was always different. Admittedly we've baffled many zoologists, and even sent some of them gibbering to a mental hospital.
There's no doubt we're different. The question is, why? What sets us apart from the rest? Were there not others in the world- no, in ZOOS like us? Were there zoos without a team to defend them all? I suppose those questions could be answered by those inhabitants them self, but that isn't exactly an option, is it?
Perhaps the best way to create an accurate picture, is to tell the... by now, famous, account of our first big mission. Not our squabbles with Blowhole, or our trips around the world. No, you see, our first big mission began here, in our very own Central Park Zoo, located in New York City. As this tale unfolds, you will realize it wasn't so easy getting all of this information.
Our story began, several years ago, at the dawn of the twenty first century. We were living life as we normally would, entertaining the masses by day, battling enemy forces by night. We'd soon get a new shipment of animals, transferred to the zoo. It was a rather large shipment, but we weren't worried. What ever it may be, we could take them easily, if it were needed. The inhabitants being shipped here, well... As it turns out, they had a plan that would topple our civilization, and plunge this zoo into a cross species war. Of course...
We didn't know this at the time...
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A/N- Yeah, just a real quick prologue for the moment, but only for the moment. I've had this idea rolling around in my head for a while and at least wanted to finish one of my other stories, but it's just been too distracting. You know how that it, right? ^^;
There's no doubt we're different. The question is, why? What sets us apart from the rest? Were there not others in the world- no, in ZOOS like us? Were there zoos without a team to defend them all? I suppose those questions could be answered by those inhabitants them self, but that isn't exactly an option, is it?
Perhaps the best way to create an accurate picture, is to tell the... by now, famous, account of our first big mission. Not our squabbles with Blowhole, or our trips around the world. No, you see, our first big mission began here, in our very own Central Park Zoo, located in New York City. As this tale unfolds, you will realize it wasn't so easy getting all of this information.
Our story began, several years ago, at the dawn of the twenty first century. We were living life as we normally would, entertaining the masses by day, battling enemy forces by night. We'd soon get a new shipment of animals, transferred to the zoo. It was a rather large shipment, but we weren't worried. What ever it may be, we could take them easily, if it were needed. The inhabitants being shipped here, well... As it turns out, they had a plan that would topple our civilization, and plunge this zoo into a cross species war. Of course...
We didn't know this at the time...
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A/N- Yeah, just a real quick prologue for the moment, but only for the moment. I've had this idea rolling around in my head for a while and at least wanted to finish one of my other stories, but it's just been too distracting. You know how that it, right? ^^;
I Wanna Control You - Neil Patrick Harris, A.K.A Dr Blowhole
Only I, Dr. Blowhole know
How to tame this beast, and so
Won't you listen to my power ballad solo, my SOLO
In a world with mediocre minds
Where geniuses dissed by ignoramus mankind
Prepare to be pleasantly astounded, ASTOUNDED
Oh, I wanna control you
(Wanna control you)
I wanna make you mine
I wanna control you
(Wanna control you)
An offer that I hope you shan't decline
I've got a motion of devotion that you're the one for me
A mutant disaster
But I'll be your master
And together we'll be
In a full wicked harmony
Like a beautiful evil destiny
Livin' large, in absolute charge
A metropolitan NYC
I've got a motion of devotion that you're the one for me
You're the one for me
Wooooooh!
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If anyone spots any wrong lyrics, PLEASE let me know. I guessed some of the words, so I'd be glad if you spot anything you know is a mistake.
Only I, Dr. Blowhole know
How to tame this beast, and so
Won't you listen to my power ballad solo, my SOLO
In a world with mediocre minds
Where geniuses dissed by ignoramus mankind
Prepare to be pleasantly astounded, ASTOUNDED
Oh, I wanna control you
(Wanna control you)
I wanna make you mine
I wanna control you
(Wanna control you)
An offer that I hope you shan't decline
I've got a motion of devotion that you're the one for me
A mutant disaster
But I'll be your master
And together we'll be
In a full wicked harmony
Like a beautiful evil destiny
Livin' large, in absolute charge
A metropolitan NYC
I've got a motion of devotion that you're the one for me
You're the one for me
Wooooooh!
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If anyone spots any wrong lyrics, PLEASE let me know. I guessed some of the words, so I'd be glad if you spot anything you know is a mistake.