tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6400658887293706292024-03-20T23:25:20.559-04:00Club Penguin Neighborhood: The First Club Penguin GameShowThis summer, Club Penguin Neighborhood plans to give you so much more. You'll vote off campers in an elimanation challenge, you'll be invited to so many parties and you'll have TONS of fun while doing it!Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-67498700875021818902014-06-30T19:09:00.001-04:002014-06-30T19:10:40.561-04:00?WON TAHW?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span id="goog_1529732948"></span>YALP LLITS ENOYNA?<br />
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!!!DLO OOT LEEF I TUB ETIS SIHT SSIM I<br />
!!!KREJ A SAW I<br />
!!!EM EVIGROF<br />
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-ELTTILYTSORFFrostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-89091136860975725952011-11-23T23:18:00.000-05:002011-11-23T23:18:11.988-05:00I'm Retiring from Club Penguin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwXEFpBFf0QizBVt4wDVZLlojGiKaym_XKPU4mQ7RqWQRUCIg8mHjqCHkmjnmXRCyqeO8HgjkEgrHBcws-ak4jDzCp4nXTJvFuszJ0HxMfz-V9UZp8ZZQTAs8r2Z1uRUvQNkDcCZ7SmM/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-11-23+at+11.16.49+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="207" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuwXEFpBFf0QizBVt4wDVZLlojGiKaym_XKPU4mQ7RqWQRUCIg8mHjqCHkmjnmXRCyqeO8HgjkEgrHBcws-ak4jDzCp4nXTJvFuszJ0HxMfz-V9UZp8ZZQTAs8r2Z1uRUvQNkDcCZ7SmM/s320/Screen+shot+2011-11-23+at+11.16.49+PM.png" width="320" /></a></div>There's this feeling I can't help but feel. I just want to take over a certain area of art and gain success. I can't access every opportunity because of the mistakes I made. My dreams feel limited but there's nothing else I could possibly want more. I want the money, not for greed but to feel powerful. I want the image of being an individual to flourish through the minds of my reads. I want to make an impact on the world and to fulfill my purpose. <b>I want it all!</b><br />
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Everyday I will work so hard to get to the finish line. I promised my father that I would make him proud before he left to serve our country. I'll give God everything just for a chance to be listened to. I will lose needed hours of sleep and I will sweat until my wet feet slide me onto my back. <b>I want it more than anything else</b>.<br />
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No one will stop me and no one will stand in my way.<b> If I get pushed down, I'll get back up</b>. No online punk or beautiful sneaky girl will tear me apart. I'm not cocky, I'm just proud of who I am. I've worked my hardest to get where I am today, and I am not letting anyone take that away from me. I don't care what you think of me, because I've come from nothing. I still have a lot to learn about myself, but it brings me to tears thinking about the light at the end of the tunnel.<br />
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God gave me a second chance, and I did not deserve a second chance. I am not going to let him down, I am not going to let my family down and I am not going to let myself down ever again. I'm determined to accomplish something no one else has ever done before. I am going to make our nation a better place to live in. I am here for a reason, and that reason is to<b> write</b> in some manner.<br />
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<b>I've quit Club Penguin 3 times</b>, and I have finally figured out why I continuously keep returning. It did not return for the thrill of an online game, because truthfully Club Penguin has not interested me in months. I did not return for the supposed friends I have made, because everyone has backstabbed me from sometime to another. I keep returning because I love to write. I don't think while I write, I just write. I believe that God gave me a natural talent, and I think he gave me a second chance because my writing is meant to impact people of the world.<br />
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I believe everyone has a destiny. We are all here for some reason, whether it to be a doctor or a famous rapper. We all have skills that separate us from the "in crowd". Some people embrace their inner talents, others ignore them. My job from this day forward is to write. I want to become an author, a movie writer and perhaps something else along those lines. Whatever I do, I promise you that I will be <b>successful</b>. I hope the best for you too my friend, because you took the time to view this old blog.<br />
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I'm not quitting Club Penguin. I have impacted the lives of some of the best people walking on the face of Earth. That is something I will always smile about. I do not hate anyone, because all of my readers helped me became the man I am today. Without you, there would be no more. Club Penguin Neighborhood has been a great experience for me, and I believe everyone else had a fun time as well. I am<b> retiring</b> happily from the Club Penguin world.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Thank-you!</b></div><b><br />
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<b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>P.S.</b> I do hope <b>Penny Mickey</b> decides to do something with my dear old blog.</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com137tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-38455972851889450152011-11-18T00:00:00.003-05:002011-11-18T00:00:06.949-05:00Chapter 3: Penguinbook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTubDXKXQdqbUfR9KvM78NYhELSqJvBN4sR_9co9VSWl_xFKcrgt2PUh1dZePmMpnIvHnFXRZy2pLtHEIKp4gHlhNzl-xW-aMbSZJ-5jXqTvXFCm6V18mpfs0zt3oXmMR3OBPWj0xJbs/s1600/pushup-finish.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTubDXKXQdqbUfR9KvM78NYhELSqJvBN4sR_9co9VSWl_xFKcrgt2PUh1dZePmMpnIvHnFXRZy2pLtHEIKp4gHlhNzl-xW-aMbSZJ-5jXqTvXFCm6V18mpfs0zt3oXmMR3OBPWj0xJbs/s320/pushup-finish.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Yeah bud, hide at the <b>gym </b>for another 3 hours. That's all you got going for you anyway, just keep avoiding the drama. It's not like your involved in the drama or anything... You just caused it."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">It is midnight. I'm home, my old sisters away and everyone upstairs is sound asleep. I spend most of the night <b>resting</b>, watching a few episodes of Entourage and flipping through On Demand shows. I get this sudden urge to hop into my internet dimension. Why not, right?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I whip off my fuzzy blue blanket and roll off the couch. I calmly walk over to my family's living-room, where our little computer station lives. I leap roughly onto our office chair and press on a wireless white mouse. <b>The computer screen lights up</b> and I comfortably log onto my Macintosh user.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I type in 'Facebook' and my loaded newsfeed appears. I hate the fact that I enjoy reading other people's statuses. Why do I have to care about the lives of my so called friends? Dominating the page is non other than <b>the queen of Facebooking</b>. She takes pictures of herself, complains about relationship issues in her statuses and has a new post on her wall every 3 seconds. Why isn't she such a big mouth in real life?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This girl drives me nuts. She's just like every other white girl in the city. She loves attention, I swear to you her parents don't acknowledge her presence around the house. The girl does whatever she has to in order to fit in. I'm totally different.<b> I'm a complete individual</b>, and that gives me a great deal of power in the high school world. Someday somebody just has to slap some common sense into that chick. Could I do the honors? </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">She also just so happens to get with every boy imaginable. Jocks, nerds, musicians, skaters and every straggler in between. Girls love to brag about how they hooked up with so and so. The Facebook queen once famously announced, "She like hates me because I like got with her boyfriend!" <b>I hate you because you just said like twice in a sentence</b>. I refuse to like that status.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">At the same time, <b>she's just crazy hot</b>. She has the perfect figure, the best behind and not a bad rack. I sometimes think about just cuddling with her, holding her close to my body. It makes me go mad. Why do I want this tart anywhere near me? I'm better than her and every other girl in all ways possible. I'm not bragging, it's true. I've been through hell in my life and I deserve to be proud of where I stand. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I close the Facebook window and sign into the Frostyflakes chat room. Its empty, as usual. Some XAT.COM lurker private chats me and starts complaining about how I rigged a challenge. I wonder what I did wrong this time? A few other angry chatters message me so that they can sneak a piece of the drama. Every freaking internet dweller brings <b>so much stress </b>into my life.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I close the chat window without replying to a single penguin. I get off the computer chair and stomp my way into a dark kitchen. I carefully lay down on the wooden floor, and I begin to perform<b> pushups</b>. This is my way of dealing with the negative energy I receive from certain people. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I wonder if you can <b>bench</b> as much as me?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Late last night at around 1:30 AM, a penguin by the name of Athletico96 entered a <b>private farm</b> located north of Ice Palace. This shady area is home to Club Penguin's most wanted criminal, Witty12. Over the past few years Witty has earned billions of coins through the process of illegally selling rainbow painted puffles. According to local homeless penguins, Athletico entered Witty's farm carrying a galoon of gasoline. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">At 3:30 AM a mobster by the name of Cammycam09 walked through the farm gates wearing a cleanly washed tuxedo. At 6:30 AM that morning, <b>the entire farm viciously exploded</b>. This explosion caused 85% of Ice Palace's farms to burn into bits. It has been reported that these three penguins escaped and are wondering around the city of Ice Palace.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You will be given 20 minutes to scurry around Club Penguin! <b> Your job is to figure out why this explosion occurred</b>. After the time is up, whoever has the best explanation for why this sudden explosion happened will win the challenge. (Use evidence!)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-21818994502406416092011-11-12T00:00:00.002-05:002011-11-12T00:00:04.335-05:00Death 2:<div style="text-align: center;">"<b>You've quit like 4 times</b>... Why? Are you going to quit again Frosty? Huh? Are you?"<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">There's this<b> tiny chapel</b> down the end of my street. The windows are covered in illustrations of the ten commandments, and there's a large mural of the last supper plastered on the wall. My family is entirely Catholic, but we tend to visit the church only a few times a year. All of us could easily roll out of bed to attend the 9 o'clock mass. We have no excuses. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The door creeks when I pull it open. I reach over to a cup of holy water and bless myself. My light footsteps echo throughout the room. There are 14 rows of wooden chairs, and all but one row remain empty. There's a man sitting towards the back. He has a thick black beard and is wearing dark sunglasses. <b>A white robe covers his chubby body and a golden pyramid symbol hangs loosely around his neck</b>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">The man seems so calm. His head follows my movement as I walk towards his row. I take a seat next to him, and I stair into his wrinkly face. The man smiles respectfully. He closes the large book resting on his lap, and<b> gently pets my left cheek</b>. I flip his hand off my left cheek in an aggressive manner.<br />
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The man removes his glasses, revealing a set of <b>blood shot eyes</b>. His cheeks are mighty red, even though the weather has been nothing but warm. He laughs evilly, and burps a blob of green smoke into the atmosphere. The smoke ruins my vision. Everything becomes a blur, and my body starts to cry.<br />
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My vision is reborn and I find myself in an <b>orange dimension</b>. The floor, the walls and the ceiling are one piece of matter. A (color here) penguin emerges into this world holding a knife. (He or she?) has (Hair?), and is representing Club Penguin with a (Shirt?). The penguin whips a knife towards my left cheek, and I manage to somehow spin the weapon back towards him. The knife bullets into the chest of the penguin, and he/she explodes into black pixels.<br />
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I wake up, and I am certainly breathing heavily. My pillow is covered in fresh drool, and my heart is beating too fast. There's this awkward pain in my left cheek. I hop of my bunk bed and flip the light switch. My cheek is bleeding heavily, and my fingernails appear to be covered in blood. <b>Holy chapel, have I gone mad?</b><br />
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<b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-13173326793928868252011-11-06T00:00:00.008-04:002011-11-06T12:57:25.170-05:00Chapter 2: I Love You, Chicken Fingers<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-gOHskQ3ONDfIVYGwNlxc2buhFI0tXKvh7wt0IXBSx9pqh5vUNEHnMRgXV5xIkvPPSmN-t7dMdr9Cy8CYT8iLxMiIAt2opelW4veNhK4nI9EYGHmeavcVJ30tx2Ks5xWOHSGiw0lQEI/s1600/OPEN+Late+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-gOHskQ3ONDfIVYGwNlxc2buhFI0tXKvh7wt0IXBSx9pqh5vUNEHnMRgXV5xIkvPPSmN-t7dMdr9Cy8CYT8iLxMiIAt2opelW4veNhK4nI9EYGHmeavcVJ30tx2Ks5xWOHSGiw0lQEI/s320/OPEN+Late+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>"<b>You're a goddamn cold person Frosty</b>. Don't you care for anyone but yourself? Would it kill you to be nice? You have a deep hatred against me and my friends... Admit it already."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I walk down an empty street.<b> I'm cold</b>. I start to shiver. Its night time. The street lanterns and occasional truck lights are the only sources of light. All of the local restaurants and pharmacies are in darkness. It's just me, all alone, without an iPod. I flip on the hood of my dark blue sweatshirt and walk at a comfortable pace.<br />
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These words keep invading <b>my thoughts</b>. I try to pretend not to care, but deep down it hurts. Every member of a single chat room enjoys hating my guts. I do not want to numb the pain, I embrace it. What happens if I let their comments get to me?<br />
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<b>A person magically appears on a bench </b>in front of an abandoned bowling alley. He has a rather thick beard, and is hiding under a pair of dark sunglasses. Grease stains cover his blue shirt and he is laughing hysterically. He is wearing a thick golden chain, and in his veiny hands is a boxy laptop. I stop and sit next to him. The man does not seem to acknowledge my presence.<br />
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I peak over his shoulder and glance at the computer screen. <b>He is on a chat room, and everyone seems to be having a swell time</b>. "LMAO" and "ROFL" cover the chat area. Suddenly, a chatter brings up the topic of a Club Penguin Neighborhood post. There was a passage within the post that criticized everyone in that chat room. For a moment, the man looks away from the computer screen. He drops the laptop and sighs.<br />
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The figure disappears. I step away from the bench and continue my walk. I swiftly place my hands in the pockets of my grey sweatpants. <b>I feel for that poor man</b>. Over the past few months, these bizarre situations scurry through my imagination on a daily basis. It's as if someone is trying to tell me something. Sometimes it is difficult for me to understand the difference between my reality and my fantasies.<br />
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<b>There's a small Chinese restaurant open until two in the morning</b> down my town's main street. Tonight it is empty. I push open the squeaky door and roam into it's small takeout room. I order a basket of chicken fingers for a quick snack. The service is crazy fast, and the food is entirely healthy. I grab my basket, throw a few bucks on the container and thank the nice foreign woman. I hop on a stool and pull out a wrinkled paper ball.<br />
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Using my handy dandy pocket pencil, I jot down words. Things like story ideas, challenges and rhyme patterns cover the sheet. This time it's a little different. I scribble the words "Awake-A-Thon" down. Man, these <b>chicken fingers</b> are fantastic... I wonder how much protein they contain?<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTK84cbGfWcUnjW11qCjYZkDI415NXfoYQQcX_QuVmJZIPetWzezsD-uXYKUCXiP_ZBbF6vRESmsCGKLQFxwvDu70QZBoaLLklgxrhyz7SETUScXbbHBIP46Zk185IiqwiNmeB1txd1c/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-23+at+6.09.52+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTK84cbGfWcUnjW11qCjYZkDI415NXfoYQQcX_QuVmJZIPetWzezsD-uXYKUCXiP_ZBbF6vRESmsCGKLQFxwvDu70QZBoaLLklgxrhyz7SETUScXbbHBIP46Zk185IiqwiNmeB1txd1c/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-23+at+6.09.52+PM.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sleeping is for straight up <b>swagger jackers</b>. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;">If your body did not require sleep, wouldn't life be so much more epic? You could chill at the gym until sunrise, jog around the city at midnight and go on an endless road trip in Witty12's wheelless van... Sweetastic, right? Well, guess what dudes, the penguins of Story-Book Survival are pulling an extreme <b>all nighter</b> this Friday! Boom, boom, pow.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Winning this challenge is as easy as going blind! Starting exactly at 8:00 PM, all competitors must be in the Boiler Room ready to do absolutely nothing.<b> If anyone logs off of Club Penguin for any reason, they are certainly out</b>. Sir Frostylittle (That's me!) will not be logged onto Club Penguin the entire time, because all beasts need sleep. You are required to keep a conversation going on Club Penguin with your peers!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Better start <b>napping</b>.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/neighborhood-survival-challenge-details.html">CLICK HERE FOR CHALLENGE DETAILS</a></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood </b></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-7050987420856944002011-11-05T00:00:00.007-04:002011-11-05T00:00:01.931-04:00Death 1: Andre aka Ty Waddles<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SaLAQ7NT62s43xXOYgoZ8K-Huo-_p0HiP1ZRIrR7mLHZIEhhLbUE2n7jN1HroW4YPi0Xy8xBPoAYdDej8SU_7IQnJ_xzrGhjZQT4hIoqI0q7JOPRLhxNYZEmIlnmJatpSjfgs7UDnqA/s1600/Tynewpic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SaLAQ7NT62s43xXOYgoZ8K-Huo-_p0HiP1ZRIrR7mLHZIEhhLbUE2n7jN1HroW4YPi0Xy8xBPoAYdDej8SU_7IQnJ_xzrGhjZQT4hIoqI0q7JOPRLhxNYZEmIlnmJatpSjfgs7UDnqA/s1600/Tynewpic.jpg" /></a> </div>"<b>Frosty</b>, is that you?"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I open my eyes and find myself laying on the greasy bathroom floor. There's this awful stench floating permanently through the air. My body is so tired and I cannot remember anything. These words keep echoing through my mind, quotes from internet dwellers. <b>I have to stop thinking about Club Penguin</b>.<br />
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I jump to my feet and brush off my dusty adidas shorts. This floor is clearly unsanitary and the last thing I want is a juicy pimple on my forehead. I slowly walk over to the sink, turn on some warm water and splash my face clean. Damn, who's that good looking guy in the mirror? I know not everyone feels the same way, but<b> I am really happy with how I look</b>. I have worked hard on this body, and I deserve to enjoy my reflection.<br />
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I turn my head towards him and say, "What's up?" There's a good chance that he might know why I blanked out. He does not flinch a muscle in his body. What's his problem? I was just trying to make conversation. There's something about this guy that I cannot quite understand. He seems different, and I am not saying that there's anything wrong with being different. It's just that..<b>. He looks like the type of person who does not get enough sunlight</b>.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_YTeS_WSM2wkodqJ3cePgOTJRCClX8ks0oHLIQHy-Vsr8g3xaKUsfDD7XaMXRKB9Q2mrqzDeOISRzvAXl_hyphenhyphenB-7pZVG1btnigOMLcxSk6zMr0lWTVYGQPpWIdwai82JtT2Vd4DzRy2I/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+9.51.12+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_YTeS_WSM2wkodqJ3cePgOTJRCClX8ks0oHLIQHy-Vsr8g3xaKUsfDD7XaMXRKB9Q2mrqzDeOISRzvAXl_hyphenhyphenB-7pZVG1btnigOMLcxSk6zMr0lWTVYGQPpWIdwai82JtT2Vd4DzRy2I/s320/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+9.51.12+PM.png" width="320" /></a></div>The dude turns to me stiffly. <b>There's so much anger in his eyes.</b> For no apparent reason, he throws a fist towards my face. I manage to catch it. I do not want to punch him back. There is obviously something wrong with him, and I do not want to hurt him.<br />
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He mumbles softly, "<b>Frosty... I will not stand for my friends being called jerks</b>." He starts staggering back and fourth uneasily. He unzips his hoodie and tosses it to the ground. He swings another fist at me and completely misses. The skin on his arms are so pale.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiDYwBUSV_h4HwCnGqCqmEOcq7_Wf1mdrgt-EezORt23aHBpGm33MOAwzH34E6JO5lVEcwkiIFXSwMDk0y0-nGeODjH-GIpjw4SGyJQdVeBi92-bq2ib5fxNrFqke4753c5nwFht1sTU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+10.17.40+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="139" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiDYwBUSV_h4HwCnGqCqmEOcq7_Wf1mdrgt-EezORt23aHBpGm33MOAwzH34E6JO5lVEcwkiIFXSwMDk0y0-nGeODjH-GIpjw4SGyJQdVeBi92-bq2ib5fxNrFqke4753c5nwFht1sTU/s320/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+10.17.40+PM.png" width="320" /></a></div>"How did you find me?" The boy looks at me with such a terrified face. It's as if I revealed his biggest secret to the world. He falls on his butt and dizzily looks up at me. <b>The boy starts bawling</b>.<br />
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"I'm Andre, from Club Penguin." He proclaimed, "You've hurt so many people Frosty... I wanted to set you straight. I came here with the intention of killing you. T<b>hat's what my friends wanted me to do</b>." Andre pulls out a container of needles and points to a wound on my left arm. He drops the container and falls back on his head.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8i-qVuSOs0SEXAHoRtG4XmYVn6FKtVRL4itZahlwJ-CzlyYqwlbwp92oJAYcj38hEEGJY15-jKboRa1rDzdFBdzQdHlSOWW7ow72cpKhyphenhyphenhQ2b8h9XWb4tYIcCB5b5DsmUcRBmWlmJlYU/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+10.21.28+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8i-qVuSOs0SEXAHoRtG4XmYVn6FKtVRL4itZahlwJ-CzlyYqwlbwp92oJAYcj38hEEGJY15-jKboRa1rDzdFBdzQdHlSOWW7ow72cpKhyphenhyphenhQ2b8h9XWb4tYIcCB5b5DsmUcRBmWlmJlYU/s320/Screen+shot+2011-11-04+at+10.21.28+PM.png" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Andre <b>stops </b>breathing. His body dissolves into computer pixels, and his tears evaporite into a thick orange smoke. I fall to the ground. My vision becomes blurry, and my body dissolves slowly. I let out a final scream and my mind completely blanks out.<br />
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I wake up on a <b>toilet seat</b>, holding a beat up notebook and a mechanical pencil.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-21984832111606437862011-10-30T00:00:00.018-04:002011-10-30T18:16:10.908-04:00Chapter 1: The Diary of a Pooping Kid<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjYVQSUpBkn0T81JKDST91Ob6X6LTHDPmCS7_Bg5LjPgdXJY7l1PmJ2Ihn6F2HULiG9d_4bSkylN1TKdQyho0NUU0K4vWm5sI-54PMdLPVzRP4o2_z-v0AK7BQtkPIs5S2SsKoq8yOV4s/s1600/public-toilet-seat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjYVQSUpBkn0T81JKDST91Ob6X6LTHDPmCS7_Bg5LjPgdXJY7l1PmJ2Ihn6F2HULiG9d_4bSkylN1TKdQyho0NUU0K4vWm5sI-54PMdLPVzRP4o2_z-v0AK7BQtkPIs5S2SsKoq8yOV4s/s320/public-toilet-seat.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>"Frosty you're no longer the guy you were. What happened to you? <b>You used to be the man</b> but now your just washed up. You should just stop trying already and get over yourself."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Those words keep haunting my mind while I sit on a dirty toilet seat in a city restroom. The mirrors in this bathroom are cracked and graffiti covers the peeling walls. There's no one in here, just me. The peace is kind of nice for a change, <b>I like the silence</b>. This is the only place in the world where I can just sit and think things through.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Resting on my right leg is a beaten up notebook, and in my left hand is a mechanical pencil. I'm trying to write something that will allow me to hangout on my glorious throne for a few more months. <b>Nothings juicing out of my brain</b>. Any small idea I get just isn't good enough, I'm not expected to have small ideas. Everything I do needs to be all high and mighty, that's what they demand from me.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I feel like this fans don't understand my work like I do. They don't value the time and effort I put into my Game Show challenges. I could be writing for the school newspaper or rapping bars in front of an underground audience, but I chose not to. I give up valuable time for these online folks, and I can't remember the last time I've heard a thank-you. <b>Everyone will appreciate me more when I'm gone</b>.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>Blogging for Club Penguin</b>, that's all I think about on my free time. Everything in our little Club Penguin community revolves around the ideas I think of. I do it all by myself too. Every post on my site is from me, every challenge is hosted by me, and every twist is made by me. Who else does this kind of stuff entirely by themselves? I could ramble on for hours about my problems, but I don't. I'm too cool for that.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">A door slams and <b>someone walks in</b>. Get out of here, I'm enjoying my alone time. Whoever this is must be looking in the mirror, because I've heard no stall door shut. I'll just leave, I've been sitting in here for at least 20 minutes. Besides, I kind of want to pose in the mirror too. Whats wrong with flexing?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I pull up my pants and flush down some gooey brownies. Man, I just stunk this whole bathroom up! That protein's gotta go somewhere I suppose. I fling open the stall door, walk towards the sink and gather some fluffy white soap. I scrub my hands together over some warm water and check out my biceps in the mirror. <b>I look so good</b>...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This guy next to me has been staring at his reflect for a solid 10 minutes. His hairs died blonde, he's got quite a few freckles and he's wearing a light blue sweatshirt. Who cares what he looks like, he seems like a <b>cool dude</b>. Over the past few months I've taught myself not to judge people and to accept everyone for who they are. I wouldn't want to be judged for my appearance, right?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">"<b>Frosty</b>, is that you?"<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646101454303385682" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaohVdNqmNl7gWctRKeGOKLkj6x4rxYCTKOQuEyYY7Gx4GG17ims0lJh7yoIHmSUTUf7XwKaUz1gqQcF2uhuBOyCwDealbdOAEMNlkzGCHNHDZpreJX23JtUJop-ggVdBfQLNeYYFzB5g/s400/Screen+shot+2011-08-28+at+10.36.25+PM.png" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 124px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 209px;" /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Lets unleash our<b> dark side</b>!</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Have you ever seen a horror film? "Oh my gosh, don't look behind the shower curtain!" Scary movies are loaded with <b>bloody death scenes</b>. While some movies can be a bit cheesy, others have the ability to cause horrifying nightmares! According to campfire stories, Witty12 laughs at horror films...</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This week, the neighbors must act out their own Horror Scene live on Club Penguin. The remaining competitors will each be given 5 minutes to perform a scary movie moment. During the scene, a penguin must die a dramatic death! Feel free to ask other penguins to join in on the performance. <b>Entertain the audience</b>!</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Let the <b>evil laughter</b> begin!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><b><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/neighborhood-survival-challenge-details.html">>CLICK HERE FOR CHALLENGE DETAILS<</a></b></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b><br />
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<b>P.S. Confirm your spot</b> for the challenge by dropping a comment.</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-52079376915450924162011-10-28T15:21:00.000-04:002011-10-28T15:21:03.953-04:00Story-Book Survival Introduction<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9u626F48oRnQCPYFtSr_HdPlyOn9YyabtvLIl11ogfr_P7HZi4gqMWevDUfojCkgE5blrEyeWOTOoLinZ8sGgDKXOXfycE825y0wPhOnnQXhyphenhyphenPZ7TCplDV4PnKfDGlsyqahJa3GTFTvQ/s1600/challenge1.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="158" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9u626F48oRnQCPYFtSr_HdPlyOn9YyabtvLIl11ogfr_P7HZi4gqMWevDUfojCkgE5blrEyeWOTOoLinZ8sGgDKXOXfycE825y0wPhOnnQXhyphenhyphenPZ7TCplDV4PnKfDGlsyqahJa3GTFTvQ/s320/challenge1.PNG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">*Image captured during <b>Story-Book Survival</b> challenge back in 2010*</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">As a boy<b> growing up</b>,</div><br />
I used to create 100 paged picture books telling stories about the Super Mario brothers and other beloved Nintendo heroes. I would describe my writing techniques as a <b>form of therapy</b>. I think the best part of publishing stories on a Club Penguin blog is hearing the different reactions of the readers. I believe every teenager can relate to the problems I face in my life, and I hope you Club Penguin-ers do take the time to appreciate my work.<br />
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Story-Book Survival is meant to be <b>read and interpreted</b>. As a reader, your job is to analyze my passages independently. There is no such thing as misunderstanding my text. I refuse to answer any questions about my material... That would be like spoiling a Disney movie. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">No <b>exclamation points</b> this post?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>P.S. Remember</b>, Story-Book Survival starts officially this Sunday.</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-75451905883864571182011-10-24T18:30:00.001-04:002011-10-24T18:31:23.924-04:00New Story-Book Survival Cast Wallpaper!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRObHnp7jGZotHraww6-B-RK0hYRPhc9Cn98S9Yjg1SC8CiXMoYhZA0d4AUJQatZUxyMeG_OTm_KxJjhiSkuDkdZ7HImGQxHNJTKcw9v5Gpu3-YWBSukl81lsUAyo1q2eHalVjtKZp1k/s1600/rc7pjs.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRObHnp7jGZotHraww6-B-RK0hYRPhc9Cn98S9Yjg1SC8CiXMoYhZA0d4AUJQatZUxyMeG_OTm_KxJjhiSkuDkdZ7HImGQxHNJTKcw9v5Gpu3-YWBSukl81lsUAyo1q2eHalVjtKZp1k/s320/rc7pjs.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank ya very much <b>Master Ron Champ</b>! (Hey over here: Click the picture to enlarge...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This week is one of those slow, sleepy weeks for Club Penguin Neighborhood. Nothings really going on, and everyone is on the edge of their seats waiting for Story-Book Survival to begin. Luckily for you, Sir Timelord Ron the magnificent decided to design a <b>cast wallpaper</b> featuring every current (and evicted) contestant of SBS! Add this rocking group photo to your phone, use it as your computer background, stick it up on your boxy fridge, staple it to your mom's nose... Et cetera!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, do you have any <b>last minute questions</b> involving Story-Book Survival?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-92014150165409001092011-10-20T15:44:00.001-04:002011-10-21T14:41:12.708-04:00Neighborhood Survival Season 2 Awards!<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jVojYddXNU0" width="420"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;">Thank-you for an <b>amazing</b> season!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Frostylittle (That's me!) created and hosted Neighborhood Survival Season 2 all by himself. I may have been the only penguin working behind the scenes, but you Frostyflakes are the fans who kept the show going! Every neighbor dedicated so much time into each challenge, and <b>all of us deserve to pat ourselves on the back</b>. (Especially you Matbolabc!) Season 2 made life on the internet during the summer months exciting, because of readers like you! </div><div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Above is a video showing the <b>reward show results</b> for season 2 of Neighborhood Survival. Congratulations winning neighbors!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div><div><br />
</div><div><b>P.S. </b>Can you guess what <b>instrumental song</b> is used in the video?</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-74484108925196810392011-10-16T12:01:00.002-04:002011-10-16T12:03:40.784-04:00Story-Book Survival Schedule!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vdV6gp1YVR1dYBmqbmMy7GOMRl6iaghCwiLBJPe8sSuaC_G6T138_DOcxrc2QFT8Jpzr-mrPLZQzEjE0kTdleRg0OzNWIln0sh9MdygPgMsze1U7tfn-OK_PWSwxTb_CkHmN0IzwrvE/s1600/orance-cal-months.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vdV6gp1YVR1dYBmqbmMy7GOMRl6iaghCwiLBJPe8sSuaC_G6T138_DOcxrc2QFT8Jpzr-mrPLZQzEjE0kTdleRg0OzNWIln0sh9MdygPgMsze1U7tfn-OK_PWSwxTb_CkHmN0IzwrvE/s320/orance-cal-months.png" width="242" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Whats up <b>everyone</b>?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Story-Book Survival is a blast from the past. Every competitor who participated in 2010 worked their hardest every week! I put a lot of hard work into creating every challenge and writing all of the chapters. To be truthfully honest, hosting a Club Penguin Game Show is a treat for me. Anyway, <b>below is the official schedule of Story-Book Survival!</b> If you have any complaints, suggestions or questions please let me know by leaving a comment.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;">•</span>Story post: </b>Every story post will be up at midnight eastern time on Sundays! Basically, this important post will be broken up into two sections. The first part will be a chapter of Story-Book Survival, written by me! The second section will be the guidelines and a description of that week's challenge. Every week every competitor of Story-Book Survival must confirm their spot at the challenge by <b>commenting on this post</b>. Easy right?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><b>•</b></span><b>Live challenge: </b>The live challenges will take place on <b>Friday nights</b>! During each challenge, all of the competitors should be logged onto Club Penguin and the Frostyflakes chat. Last season the competitions were held at 5:00 PM PTZ. Does that still work for you?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;">•</span>Results post: <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">The results for a Story-Book Survival challenge are not up every work</span></b>! These spiffy posts are only posted on Fridays <b>if the challenge is not live</b>. Remember that cereal box designing competition?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-weight: normal; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">•</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Death post: </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The death post is up on Club Penguin Neighborhood every Saturday. This post reveals the evicted contestant, in a spooky way! One of the competitors will brutally die in a passage written by Frostylittle. (That's me... Duh!) These posts will be stuffed with </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">gooey blood, pointy needles and tons of tears</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">! If Story-Book Survival was a movie, what would it be rated?</span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>P.S. </b>After season 1 of Neighborhood Survival, <b>an award show</b> was held! This was the first time a Club Penguin Game Show had ever done anything like this. Maybe it will happen again...</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-66367202679847280312011-10-14T00:00:00.008-04:002011-10-14T00:00:08.770-04:00Take a Picture of Your Penguin!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfSQ9GiG1JQEaqvmMfl9_pPD5qUOLfwK7uC48XWibjVdgbulg69n3Z1lvnEhsO047jDiCYmStNNxO8tXQJwLL4RxX1Mqvs6r8drNR5j6NpSJ0cbzuS1_nUYiO62pSucEmwLWVi6Jzs4BQ/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-10-12+at+9.00.50+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfSQ9GiG1JQEaqvmMfl9_pPD5qUOLfwK7uC48XWibjVdgbulg69n3Z1lvnEhsO047jDiCYmStNNxO8tXQJwLL4RxX1Mqvs6r8drNR5j6NpSJ0cbzuS1_nUYiO62pSucEmwLWVi6Jzs4BQ/s320/Screen+shot+2011-10-12+at+9.00.50+PM.png" width="271" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hello my <b>orange fellows!</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Story-Book Survival has a beast cast stuffed with good looking penguins. Tim250 carries around a talking bunny, Wiiwiiwii1's head is fully shaved and Penny Mickey is growing a golden beard! Aw... You guys are picture perfect!<b> Every Story-Book Survival contestant is required to submit a screenshot of their penguin</b> as soon as possible. Just snap a pic without a background, upload it to a photo service and drop a link below in the comment section! Cool beans right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Story-Book Survival was started way back in 2010, and sadly it was left unfinished. Due to it's increasing popularity, SBS is being rebooted right now! A week ago, Frostylittle (That's me!) asked you Frostyflakes to vote in the competitors you want to return to complete the season. Solely based on your votes, here is the<b> entire cast</b> of Story-Book Survival!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Tim250</b>: Tim250 is a spiffy and corny teenage waddler! This toast lover runs a Club Penguin story blog with his pal Andy the Lego, and spends much of his internet time on local chats. Can Tim the talking toast escape the heat of this competition's toaster?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Site:</b> <a href="http://cpspiffyadventures.blogspot.com/">http://cpspiffyadventures.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Slider94: </b>Slider94 is a Club Penguin journalist who runs the famous Spiffy Magazine. This is the third time that Sir Spiffy will be in a Survival series game show... That's a record breaker! Can Slider finally party rock his way to the last chapter of Story-Book Survival?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Site: </b><a href="http://wix.com/slider94/spiffymagazine">http://www.wix.com/slider94/spiffymagazine </a><br />
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<b>Andre: </b>Andre also known as Ty Waddles is a low key chatter who roams Club Penguin Xat rooms. He has an intense love for the Pokemon video game series... One of his favorite pokemon creatures is the mysterious Umbreon! Can this Nintendo fanboy type his way to end of Story-Book Survival?<br />
<b>Site: </b><a href="http://thepokemontheory.blogspot.com/">http://thepokemontheory.blogspot.com/</a><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzfXyf8jR5QW-DNiO3gO97pRSw-5zr4TnxEX-1_hNfSFzXFOSNYSyqK1GbKOHpf-m-1J7NURQ1mH0SlaSlAPk68ihLW9z7ZhpdHs7AaMUoAo_x8zvERbgOS98RxxUJHrqjD_aOvVxAidM/s1600/1zwzoux.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzfXyf8jR5QW-DNiO3gO97pRSw-5zr4TnxEX-1_hNfSFzXFOSNYSyqK1GbKOHpf-m-1J7NURQ1mH0SlaSlAPk68ihLW9z7ZhpdHs7AaMUoAo_x8zvERbgOS98RxxUJHrqjD_aOvVxAidM/s320/1zwzoux.png" width="284" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">Below are the original descriptions written by Frostylittle (That's me!) back in 2010 for the evicted contestants. Unfortunately, <b>everyone listed below was officially "killed" in Story-Book Survival</b>. I wonder if anyone is crying with the devil...</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Athletico96:</b> Athletico96 is strong, patriot penguin who has been well known for his business in the armies of Club Penguin. He is most known for being the creator and leader of the Club Penguin Gang Army, one of the biggest armies in CP history. He has been known as a type of penguin to never give up, and he may be one of the best team captains in history.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Saavy:</b> Saavy is a happy, well known Club Penguin Gang moderator. He is 14 years old, and waddles around Club Penguin wearing a blue propeller hat. Last season he made a secret alliance with Molly222 to the final 2, and it shockingly worked out great even though he lost. This year he promises to be completely honest, and he may be one of the key team players on the Hero side.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>AquaBlue500/Dunnker:</b> AquaBlue500, otherwise known as Dunnker on Club Penguin is a cheerful, funny penguin who found $10 dollars on the ground a few days ago. He loves to play soccer, eat ice cream and bowl occasionally. Dunnker seems to be very excited and happy for the most part, which could help his game play in Story-Book Survival. His soccer skills just might be useful in one of the SB Survival challenges.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Bob61732:</b> Bob61732 is one of the most hated penguins in Club Penguin history. He enjoys twisting terrible stories up in order to make himself seem more evil, and screaming at people on online chats. However, Bob is actually a 14- year old computer nerd in real life, and is often bullied at his school. Many penguins fear even standing next to this naked penguin on CP, others may not. Strangely, Bob seems to hit on penguins A LOT...</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Sebastian7:</b> Sebastian7 is a Club Penguin loving kid who enjoys working greatly on his blog. Seb often tries to make himself seem very famous, but usually is caught in small lies. He seems to love being on the computer, and considers himself a "very good graphic designer". Sebastian does not let much information about him leak out into the Internet, and has made the wise choice of not being on Xat chats too much.</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Dagamer/Matt James: </b>DaGamer is basically everything his name tells you, a video game loving guy who has a liking to the first names Matt and James. He is currently about to quit Club Penguin for good, but I was able to persuade him to sign up for one more season of tortue. This gamer enjoys playing any online game you give him, and has a healthy habbit of going on xat chats. This time he might be able to win it all...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Alexa/Popcorn:</b> Alexa is one of those happy, popcorn eating girls. She enjoys chatting on xat chats about how this guy looked at her or how she hates her math teachers. Alexa is the owner and founder of AMGJ chat, made after Cena12121 closed his all time famous chat. Some people claim her to be full of gossip, others say she just can't stop talking. Every time a person sees her on chat, they yell "What's popping popcorn!" (Not really)<br />
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<b>Agent2310:</b> Agent2310 is an awkward graphic designer who seems to creep out many of his chatter friends. He often makes the mistake of opening his mouth when he is not meant to, and gets himself into some hot fire. In a way, Agent seems to be a loner type and has a mysterious story behind him. Nobody actually knows what Agent is like, except for one of his closest friends who has been nothing but nice throughout his entire career on CP.<br />
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</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-20220323441965026592011-10-05T00:00:00.006-04:002011-10-05T14:36:08.922-04:00Story-Book Survival Is Back!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhS-QK0c9V5-KQP6-onO0iq9yCugSmvPii4hfa9VmsvkdDM16YbX8ITpIk-K18MOyfFVqxKO8Ldx6lJeqqw5ErOz1-PuB0bdvsBhgR0Sx_buWvKO3OTcW1pjfL1ZNLNh1Oj_p4pRpwFZA/s1600/sbs.png"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632652172640006034" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhS-QK0c9V5-KQP6-onO0iq9yCugSmvPii4hfa9VmsvkdDM16YbX8ITpIk-K18MOyfFVqxKO8Ldx6lJeqqw5ErOz1-PuB0bdvsBhgR0Sx_buWvKO3OTcW1pjfL1ZNLNh1Oj_p4pRpwFZA/s400/sbs.png" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Once <b>upon a time</b>... <br />
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</div><div>There was a Neighborhood Survival spin-off series by the name of Story-Book Survival! This special season was based entirely off of a story-book, written by Frostylittle. (That's me!) The stories I wrote were stuffed with bloody horror scenes, controversial messages and crazy characters from around Club Penguin! The season was cancelled in 2010 because of my personal problems, and it has become a <b>cult hit</b> ever since...</div><div><br />
</div><div>Story-Book Survival is back again! There were 4 remaining penguins when this Club Penguin game show got was ripped down from CPN's history... But now the season is being finished with<b> 7 contestants</b>! These lucky penguins will waddle through 6 weeks of original Club Penguin fun. The last one standing will be crowned the winner of Story-Book Survival, and will rewarded a 2-month Club Penguin membership!</div><div><br />
</div><div>The <b>end</b>...</div><div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Which <b>former Story-Book Survival contestants</b> should participate in the top 7?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/cast-of-story-book-survival.html"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Click here for the </span></b></a><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/cast-of-story-book-survival.html"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">entire cast</span></b></a><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/cast-of-story-book-survival.html"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"> of Story-Book Survival!</span></b></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></span><br />
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<b>P.S. </b>Happy birthday <b>Bumbleface</b>!</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-78700370725290339932011-10-03T00:00:00.015-04:002011-10-03T00:00:08.874-04:00Matbolabc Wins Neighborhood Survival!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiTiunR15SSKfSjxMzznIcfgOPC3b6hulpZdfXIdwLaHFzphlHAs2JHUmfPDg-6jebMdRMnQQCRzyUjxGykD-GUio9MRhVezgOrqJixhO_RpjUZFxbGgD0iujjcRemBvTj3zs_D3tCG60/s1600/1.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiTiunR15SSKfSjxMzznIcfgOPC3b6hulpZdfXIdwLaHFzphlHAs2JHUmfPDg-6jebMdRMnQQCRzyUjxGykD-GUio9MRhVezgOrqJixhO_RpjUZFxbGgD0iujjcRemBvTj3zs_D3tCG60/s1600/1.jpg.png" /></a></div>Bruen5 slams a <b>baseball </b>out of Fenway Park and across the Atlantic Ocean. The ball bounces onto a tea-sipping Saavy who tweets in pain. Saavy throws his hot beverage out of anger and a blob of tea floats through the air. The tea lands on Polar Amigo's juicy cheese burger when he was busy dumping pounds of ketchup onto the meat. Polar chows down the burger anyway and farts out a deadly orange gas. <br />
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A rich Molly222 who was busy walking her rainbow puffle inhales the smoke. She stops, drops to the ground and pukes non stop. The chunky liquid flows down a stuffy city street and splashes onto the nude Witty12. Witty bursts into tears and runs in circles. CammyCam09 appears from a dark alley and grabs <b>Witty's glitter purse</b>.<br />
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Cammy hops into a dumpster breathing heavily. "<b>Pika-chuuu!</b>" The dumpster zaps into dust and Gapboy999 appears holding a pokeball. He captures Cammy and flies into the sky surfing on Cammycam09's back. (Epic, in the Pokemon series Cammycam09 can learn how to fly!) "Oh no... You bumped into a wild Ron Champ!"<br />
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Timelord Ron uses a special move called <b>twitter blast</b> that causes Gapboy and Cammycam to explode into bits! Mr. Champ laughs evilly, but is shot down by Fox McCloud's ship. The Arwing (Ahem... Star Fox ship!) is controlled by Wiiwiiwii1, who is at his australian home playing Star Fox on his Nintendo Wii. Wii accidentally crashes his Awring into a steep mountain and "Game Over!" flashes on the TV screen...<br />
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The doorbell rings and waiting at the door is a spiffy girl scout who goes by the name of Slider94. Slider forces poop-like cookies down Wii's throat and <b>Wii magically turns into unicorn</b>. Mr. 94 hops into the unicorn and dashes over a rainbow. At the end of the rainbow is a jolly piece of Toast by the name of Time250. "Got any butter?" Slider shakes his head.<br />
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Tim slices off Slider's head with a long fingernail (Of course a piece of toast has a fingernail!) and eats the entire unicorn in one bite. The happy do-da toast decides to hit the local club and to meet some new girls. At the center of the dance floor is a Party-rocking soda bottle that goes by the name of Penny Mickey. It was love at first sight... <b>Tim needed to taste that soda</b>!<br />
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Mr. 250 rips off Penny Mickey's bottle cap (Her head!) and sucks down a good amount of soda. Unfortunately, t<b>he soda turned out to be flat</b> and Tim transforms into a cactus. A now headless Penny Mickey rolls around the dance floor and eventually loses all of her liquid which causes her to die. At least no one will ever have to taste that dog pee again...<br />
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A rough and tough Bumbleface emerges from a crowd of dancing penguins. She challenges the innocent Matbolabc to a dance duel! Bumble starts it off by spinning on her head... That's her only dance move. Mr. Bolabc does the Michael Jackson moonwalk and rips off his shirt. "K.O.!" The crowd of groovy penguins start cheering and Bumbleface melts into a black liquid. <b>Mat holds his fist to the ceiling</b> and cries in happiness.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-68380933668034561342011-09-30T16:02:00.006-04:002011-10-02T15:35:00.758-04:00The Gangster Video Results!<div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zB9OLvibPfg" width="420"></iframe><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">That's right Kanye and Jay-Z, you better watch that throne! Make sure it sparkles with manly glitter and glows in the dark... Use your toothbrushes to scrub off the gooey bacteria! "Huh Frosty? Why would two famous rappers need to clean a throne? What?" Obviously it's because <b>Mr. A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P-Q-R-S-T-U-V-W-X-Y-Z </b>(Ahem, Matbolabc for short!) won the final challenge of Neighborhood Survival!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">"Wahoo we won! Yeah! Party! Rock and roll! Let's shuffle everyday!" Shut your trap anonymous voice, it's not over yet! It is time for everyone (Yes, I am talking to you!) involved in Club Penguin Neighborhood to vote in the winner of Season 2. <b>Who did the overall best job?</b> Who deserves to walk away with a 3 month membership?<br />
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As most people know, I joined this season on week 5 of the competition. I'd like to clarify that I contributed 3 out of the 4 challenges I missed prior to joining the season. Week 1 I made a cereal box, week 3 I played for my own highscores, and week 4 I was a fillin for Molly and actually beat Bumble in our round.<br />
Ever since I joined the season I have given my all and shown up with nothing less, I won a challenge for my team on my own which was very difficult. Also, I was the reason Wiiwiiwii1 won the bonus challenge in week 9 because I scored half the points in the whole competition. Also, I got 2nd place in challenges 11, 12, AND 13... and I just won challenge 14 with a video I put my all into.<br />
I helped form one of the most successful alliances in the history of CPN... Bumble and I have fought side by side all along, and our plans to get to the end have finally come true. I made evictions in all honesty, and I felt incredibly terrible after every vote... I truly love all my friends I have made here and even if I don't win, I won't leave empty handed because I have formed even closer friendships with so many people.. Friendship is more important than any membership, and at the end of the day I truly hope that people see how important it is to me. Competition will never get in the way of any friendship I have, because in my life my friends and family come first. The whole purpose for competing in this season was to win a membership for my little brother Austinm and to have one last shot at what I truly love to do. Although he no longer has an interest in Club Penguin, I will be giving all 3 of the memberships to my friends.</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">All in all, I've been a strong player all along, I've played a clean game, I have not been voted for elimination a single time all season, and I have fought my heart out week after week and I truly think I deserve to win. Please vote with your heart on who you truly thinks deserves it!"</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMgkwC01CJw1mJEzDXERdmIeDfDN4y7F88wNm10QodS_uswsh1VAfRGnr-6ioHpI9zVpUc_9lbQKYgZ_kP4vxB_0NtU8oWxAIceYfdya2O7H3lA_kc_LDa57PqXUpXc9mI4Z31TNwJQGU/s1600/NSBumblePic.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMgkwC01CJw1mJEzDXERdmIeDfDN4y7F88wNm10QodS_uswsh1VAfRGnr-6ioHpI9zVpUc_9lbQKYgZ_kP4vxB_0NtU8oWxAIceYfdya2O7H3lA_kc_LDa57PqXUpXc9mI4Z31TNwJQGU/s320/NSBumblePic.png" width="242" /></a></div><b>Bumbleface</b> says, "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">I've been in a few game shows before this, none like this tho, so for this being one of my first times really competing with no experience..And getting to final 2, I think I did really good. I've came to EVERY challenge, during times when I really wouldn't of been able to come, but I made sure I tried my hardest to come to every one..I've been really dedicated this whole season..From making sure nothing stopped me from missing a challenge, to staying up every night for the challenge post..I don't think many people thought I'd get this far either, I played good social wise, and strategy wise. I've worked really hard to get this far... I won the challenge before this and took Mat, and I guaranteed my own spot at getting to final 2. I think my over-all performance was good, and I hope others think the same.. I would LOVE to win so much, and I hope others think I deserve to win too. Most importantly this season has made me much closer to a lot of friends, <span class="">and I'm very thankful for getting into this season. Thanks so much for a great season Frosty. :)"</span></span><br />
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Let us know who you think deserves to win by <b>leaving a comment</b>... Right now!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div></div></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-60140659899203614242011-09-25T13:47:00.000-04:002011-09-25T13:47:30.360-04:00Challenge 14: Recreating the Gangster Video!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><iframe height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NwSmk8JQ1zY" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><br />
<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">It's time for the <b>last challenge</b> of the season!</div><br />
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Remember that video we made way back in 2009 called "How to Become a Gangster on Club Penguin!"? It turned out to be my <b>most successful video on Youtube</b>, and it was a ton of fun to create. The two remaining competitors of Neighborhood Survival must direct, write and produce a sequel to this video! Can you handle that?<br />
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A sequel can be pretty much anything, it just has to relate to the original somehow! You will need a group of actors/behind the scenes penguins to help you organize the video. You do not have to record it yourself, but you do have to be the one <b>in charge of the production</b>! Make it original, make it clever and make it a Youtube sensation!<br />
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Instead of posting the video on a random Youtube account, I will give you the password to my account. The winning video will be <b>published on my Youtube channel</b>. (The winner will receive full credit of course!) You have until Friday to complete this!</div><br />
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<b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b><br />
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<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><b>P.S. </b>I'm willing to make an <b>appearance</b> in both of the videos...</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-27590519250596357152011-09-24T11:21:00.001-04:002011-09-24T13:14:38.434-04:00The Sparkly Slaughterhouse Becomes the Victim!<div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQZXCUTObzTDLQMdKumqUkR9hpH2gJNvISiqqyScpHi6EnX1snKqIPlr1GIjWCervSefYPQDdGvlGC-Jgerv1vujSq54de3MH92iFYNEW8MS3w920GD6RDG3lL9eqWKyz9S07AvDPH75s/s400/Screen+shot+2011-09-23+at+9.22.42+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655740973530797298" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Bumbleface won the Neighborhood Survival challenge</b> and has decided to take Matbolabc to the Final 2!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">No matter what happens, Neighborhood Survival has created <b>friendships</b> that will last a lifetime! Everyone is destined to leave this Club Penguin Island at some point. We will all have to go our separate ways, and many of us will never speak again... But wait, what about the memories? Do the fun times disappear from our thoughts? Will we forget the friends who accepted us? This moment and every other moment spent on Club Penguin will never be forgotten by any of us!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 363px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoZ0RxLIK1q01Y0tm9_sM8B_9LSBQR8-vcpEmZOXDK-EvcCwBaLlfF_L0thqRNyVbMWopYJZafUWaG4aw90lHYFLX9qod1TkiQYT71a7UFF154mH4IxhMn8thVEn2WBQUVvTwsnkK1lnA/s400/NSPennyPic.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655740984605955330" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"Everyone else is <b>proud</b> of me... Why aren't I <b>proud </b>of myself?" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">•Penny Mickey: Penny Mickey is cheerful genius who describes herself as an "outcast". She drools over the idea of attending Harvard college, and she hates anything involved with Gym class! Can little Ms. Mickey replace Abraham Lincoln's face on the penny?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">When you put so much heart and energy into a single activity, falling down becomes jumping off a cliff. Penny Mickey was an <b>animal loving slaughterhouse</b> throughout Neighborhood Survival! She had a passion that pushed her to the top of the charts in every competition. Penny claims to be an outcast in the real world, but online she is a popular queen! She needs to learn how to express herself outside of the computer and earn respect from her peers... Penny Mickey is sadly evicted from Neighborhood Survival!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Any last words to our <b>dear friend</b>?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-5922949876413251862011-09-19T17:45:00.004-04:002011-09-19T22:04:47.450-04:00Live Neighborhood Survival Eviction!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZq8O_dAeUmgii4HOaBJbQfN3Jdn0gMhL4tuzLinOTp-da6a7WBkff3lp-2onZeYU_ItTCD3OolktcDTNVsvyMivVh5i1M2HjCkqbuiqNuWRw5_LGWuHRYqvfqulQ_DubZESVhxShMmp4/s1600/Abigu-club_penguin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZq8O_dAeUmgii4HOaBJbQfN3Jdn0gMhL4tuzLinOTp-da6a7WBkff3lp-2onZeYU_ItTCD3OolktcDTNVsvyMivVh5i1M2HjCkqbuiqNuWRw5_LGWuHRYqvfqulQ_DubZESVhxShMmp4/s400/Abigu-club_penguin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654198174433083682" /></a><br />Hey, remember me? Cough... The<b> orange guy who goes to the gym</b>... Cough!<div><br /></div><div>You guessed right, it's Frostylittle here typing for your entertainment! Every Frostyflake floating in my breakfast bowl of white milk can agree that evictions are brutal. Does anyone enjoy being eliminated from Club Penguin's funnest event? Of Course not! Well, Frostylittle (That's me... Why do I need to tell you this information?) just figured out how to make things <b>even worse</b>.</div><div><br /></div><div>Directly after Friday night's challenge, the neighbor who won will cast their vote to kick someone out of the competition! This dramatic event will happen<b> live</b> in front of everyone who's hanging around the chat room. Yikes! It looks like someone from the MickeyFaceBolabc alliance will be packing their bags.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Any <b>last minute questions</b> about the challenge?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-843162067212214272011-09-18T00:00:00.006-04:002011-09-20T18:41:11.178-04:00Challenge 12: Mickey Mouse In the Courtroom!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA6mev1cFxYn95eBU60LqrPUSy3o2EZRwToT6A7Qo5_WCtn7hEMlH1euteZsW-8Dgfwe4s8PWum_Rzxi2GrwrMBWMZb7EucYsidDF-gKbCpB5AZoLfEvLtNnuuavEbdkDw36gqDdavYWo/s1600/Disney-news.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA6mev1cFxYn95eBU60LqrPUSy3o2EZRwToT6A7Qo5_WCtn7hEMlH1euteZsW-8Dgfwe4s8PWum_Rzxi2GrwrMBWMZb7EucYsidDF-gKbCpB5AZoLfEvLtNnuuavEbdkDw36gqDdavYWo/s400/Disney-news.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628166174736717458" /></a>It is time for the <b>3 remaining penguins</b> to face off in...<div><br /></div><div>A Court Room? Ding ding ding, you are correct! A Court Room is made up of 2 major "sides", <b>Prosecution and Defense</b>. In this case penguins across the world are suing Disney for ruining Club Penguin! Crazy right?</div><div><br /></div><div>Matbolabc will be defending Disney, and Penny Mickey will be acting as the Prosecution. Both penguins will be given 15 minutes to do whatever they want to prove their side is correct! (What would a lawyer do? Be creative!) Bumbleface will be the lone member of the <b>jury</b>. She will pay close attention during both presentations, decide the verdict and explain their reasoning in a sweet 5 minute speech! </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Whoever my entourage and I feels did the best job in their field <b>wins the challenge!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="http://clubpenguinneighborhood.blogspot.com/p/neighborhood-survival-challenge-details.html">CLICK HERE FOR DETAILS ON THE TIME</a>!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>P.S.</b> The winner will be the <b>only voter</b> who kicks someone off... Oh man!</div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-2151578605178106912011-09-17T12:54:00.006-04:002011-09-17T13:32:59.403-04:00The Toast Is Burnt To Crisp!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 301px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPs-tJ3lIsSSlUN11lM7Ehm-EJ0OCH9dtUWPTjop4fd5zH3-pWHQrKhsNkqpfATV107tXAa6_HdiB9aCnuGQ6IqKGJ0D15wkox2u8mTu8qdWxCqcYmAyLRYqchTx79TLolbEYpL89BMS4/s400/Screen+shot+2011-09-16+at+8.07.48+PM.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653373785897982690" /><div style="text-align: center;">Is the job of <b>the host</b> to do whatever the contestants want?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It seems like the neighbors are getting too stressed out for a good time. Smiling on Club Penguin for a family picture doesn't mean your really having fun! Neighborhood Survival is about meeting new friends and escaping from the adversity of the real world... Not screaming at your host because things didn't go your way! Penny Mickey once again (solely) won a challenge fairly and squarely, for the second time this season.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 358px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI7WvkNrg9d-vm4WQ5WKA9t2LltUmB2rWaZm8J4kLW7wR8jfFyvtuxDsxKznxiu5FrddqC2CVPX2hjBivTGf9B40RiejHmCX7NSvlyiYW-QFsNrgc932aZMHSPkt7z7Y1Ciwgs91bdSqg/s400/NSTimPic.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653376660105119810" /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">"The name is Tim.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Im 13 and am <b>very random/hyper/moody at times (most happy)</b> I've played Club Penguin since pretty much the start."</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div>•Tim250: Tim250 is as friendly as a side of toast next to any morning breakfast! A while back he was nicknamed "Toast Man" by one of his close friends, and that name hasn't left him since! Tim can handle getting burnt in a cheap toaster, but can he fight through the flames of NS? </div><div><br /></div><div>That painful toaster finally took a toll on <b>our second favorite breakfast food</b>... After cereal, of course! The bunny loving, sky-walking, (Have you seen Tim's shoes?) beach blonde Tim250 is deireadh (Eliminated in French) from Neighborhood Survival. The "MickeyfaceBolabc" alliance who made a deal to the final three (Ahem: Bumbleface, Matbolabc and Penny Mickey) decided to knock Tim out of the competition! Don't worry pal, you'll always have butter to kiss...</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Any last words to sir Tim250, <b>lord of the Spiffy land</b>?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-19918380589863802542011-09-11T00:00:00.002-04:002011-09-11T00:01:04.325-04:00Club Penguin: Remembering 9/11<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbeDqsLmaKEuuZClbnIQJ46ad4p_LCU1su_AHp96og-jdhlDbMcWTF56LU0yGRCzoL5pAbU0W38L4JooQkPjuuB250tSAGApO1wGEBpfXqkzXk6EYDUsDgZz0B6FUKlDpb6_yqCC6zCCk/s400/The_Falling_Man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650923394042851986">Let's take a step away from <b>Club Penguin</b>...<div><br /><div>On <b>September 11th</b> at 9:45 AM in New York city, a photographer by the name of Richard Drew captured a picture of a man. The mysterious man was trapped on an upper floor in the North Tower of the World Trade Center. This particular section of the North Tower was covered in poisonous smoke and deadly fire. Instead of dying in the smoke and fire, he decided to jump.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>The man is identified as <b>Jonathan Briley</b>, an employee who worked in a top-floor restaurant. Along with many others, Jonathan took his own life to prove a point. He wanted to prove to the terrorists who attacked America that he still has strength. Instead of letting the terrorists burn him to death, Jonathan wanted to end his life on his own will.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the morning of 9/11, Hijackers seized 4 plans from <b>Boston</b> that were on route to Los Angeles. </div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At 8:46 AM, <b>Flight 11</b> crashed into the North Tower of the World Trade Center. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At 9:03 AM, <b>Flight 173</b> crashed into the South Tower of the World Trade Center.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At 9:37 AM, <b>Flight 77</b> crashed into the Pentagon located in Virginia.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">At 10:03 AM,<b> Flight 93</b> crashes south of Pittsburgh. The hijackers and passengers battled in the cockpit, ultimately crashing the plane in a deserted area. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL_m88r6iFRQq-wRAqy891ieNZv3vys1otWaTZ59evcnmhz2aadwxSu47baNHtGYB3IZY9T5h48ArJWutGdJdaILWxNkAn4Gpb419o_3S1N6PorX9_e2BNYrd4NBM_i-0r4qe_SoZPt2Q/s400/9+11+Ground++Zero+Rescue+Worker+Heroes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650932747808115074"></div><div style="text-align: left;">The word <b>hero</b> is an overused word nowadays. The everyday people who battled for America on 9/11, are real <b>heroes</b>! That falling man is stronger than any comic book superhero to date. The firefighters who ran through smoke to save the lives of civilians are a true justice league. The passengers who fought with the hijackers and gave their lives on Flight 93 are the ones to look up to.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Silly Club Penguin chat room brawls and mean tweets are a speck of smoke compared to what happened on September 11th. We should <b>appreciate</b> the fact that we are alive today! As a community, Frostylittle (That's me!) believes that we should focus more attention on the bigger problems of the Earth. Through the power of the internet, penguins can get together to change the world!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What do you remember about<b> 9/11? </b>How did it effect you?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood </b></div></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-89561972968765276912011-09-11T00:00:00.001-04:002011-09-11T00:00:26.091-04:00Challenge 12: Hide and Go Seek!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVq9M2YUVb376uPbmEogY8ifmvBnEt_vABgJNKhA5-f9Wh36TKeFX3Ue75ND5zHViVjiPk0OSGZEHp4-KI8D-_mJ4_4lj5wO5ZtHCFkpe2SrQ75LQOAtGrq6EILS7RT-Udjh5f6QsdQQo/s1600/place4.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVq9M2YUVb376uPbmEogY8ifmvBnEt_vABgJNKhA5-f9Wh36TKeFX3Ue75ND5zHViVjiPk0OSGZEHp4-KI8D-_mJ4_4lj5wO5ZtHCFkpe2SrQ75LQOAtGrq6EILS7RT-Udjh5f6QsdQQo/s400/place4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622217514937127698" /></a>Aw man, you<b> found me</b>!<div><br /></div><div>Club Penguin is the perfect place to hold an old fashion game of Hide and Go Seek. In this game, 3 penguins will have 1 minute to find the <b>perfect hiding place</b> somehow on the island. (Any igloo, members only area and the box the dimension are not allowed!) Once the time is up, the seeker will have 5 minutes to find the three penguins. If that seeker finds everyone they move onto the next round, but if they fail they are out!</div><div><br /></div><div>There will be a total of three whole rounds, and the seeker will change each time! During the last round if the seeker can not find the hider, then the hider automatically wins. You can not switch hiding sports when the seeker is looking for you, and you can not run when the seeker finds you! In order for the challenge to work, all the competitors must <b>delete each other from their buddy list</b>.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">1... 2... 3... <b>Ready or not</b> here we come!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-74609029756479850242011-09-10T10:04:00.000-04:002011-09-10T10:56:05.659-04:0047 Times 2 Equals Spiffy Power!<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivtehEGmdOqlG4SFkBdbB3g4JIb-bZ6oFeyLncbolAQ4QlRXnl-SPiA2bwW4Mz-NrgaxVGvRs4qRGB4B1fXukgWB_dTW-c0uJlHYPO9BebtLi1EyfputFpq1OzM4DIrvl53zXSGFSDktk/s400/Tim-Slider.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650731579297578994" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>*Thanks Slider94 for taking the above picture!*</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Neighborhood Survival's top five</span> raced and argued</b> their way around Ice Palace's icy route! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Frostylittle (That's me!) accidentally... Ahem, fashionably showed up late to <b>Friday night's Soap Opera</b>! The neighbors were a bit boiled up by the fact that computer speed effects the outcome of the challenge... Nope, that didn't stop anyone from competing! Butter's best friend Tim250 (The walking burnt toast) won a non-team challenge for the first time this season. Remember folks, save the drama for your momma! (No, I am not your mother)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKEDokH7JmIPAlOcbDIN_x1aIooBc9evv_mUBOswGgHuFzzHYcTJyNwVK9VCriWXSq0hwBm4Mh4dGdc5rihYkNIU3nKe4ZIZyaKyJq1_SthBIUA-I9CaTgWDuq-gmxDBDPGR3ArVPM8cY/s400/NSSliderPic.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650743515102874978" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"<b>I'm friendly happy and supportive</b> I think most people around here know me... Well I know them and it's a little creepy if they don't know me cause then I look like a creeper... Ok I'm babbling!"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;">•Slider94: Slider94 is the nicest guy you could meet on Club Penguin! This 16 year old has been around for a while, and he knows how to deal with competition. Can Slider slide his way to the end of this game show?</span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Coming Soon';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">The founder of the Spiffy community is knocked out of Neighborhood Survival! Slider94 played the game like a <b>Sour Patch kid</b>, sweet and chewy. (Warning: Sour Patch Kids are unhealthy and yucky!) Slider was a magnificent competitor, and he even showed up for every challenge to this date! Thanks for being such a dedicated neighbor and friend, you were one of the best.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Any last words to <b>the last returner </b>of Neighborhood Survival?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-640065888729370629.post-78786200857781414382011-09-05T20:57:00.000-04:002011-09-05T21:34:50.123-04:00School Is Back In Session!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_wUBhLMbf6WpMzLRWtRYH8qrphjR2eODMudHSctexFyOddRTNCn1sgFBhSVe0vnABfLxD5FOqFX1TMN2NzAVLlB_xK8mZc2Gr1djHlC8RwJdcvko7fTg8Md6ED92UauFxyAC5NscA9A/s1600/cplunchbadpuffles.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY_wUBhLMbf6WpMzLRWtRYH8qrphjR2eODMudHSctexFyOddRTNCn1sgFBhSVe0vnABfLxD5FOqFX1TMN2NzAVLlB_xK8mZc2Gr1djHlC8RwJdcvko7fTg8Md6ED92UauFxyAC5NscA9A/s400/cplunchbadpuffles.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649050078847875266" /></a><div>Aw man... <b>School</b> is back in town!</div><div><br /></div>Three months ago, Club Penguin Neighborhood resurrected from the dead and penguins from around the world splashed into Season 2 of Neighborhood Survival. This <b>summer</b> went by as fast as Sega's Sonic the Hedgehog! Frostylittle (That's me!) had a fantastic time meeting new friends and hosting this Club Penguin Game Show. Too bad our bright<b> summer</b> days have come to an end!<div><br /></div><div>Ready to learn a little more about our world? Most penguins (Ahem, I mean children!) despise the idea of sitting around in a dusty classroom, but juicing up your brain is a good thing! Good grades lead to a good college, and studying at a good college leads to <b>success</b>. What do I mean by <b>success</b>? Money, cha-ching!<br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What was your<b> favorite summer moment</b>?</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b>~Frostylittle, President of Club Penguin Neighborhood</b></div>Frostylittlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11140109300928079921noreply@blogger.com15