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 Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 3:59 pm
"Its simple really." Keroro started. " We just have to. . . . . Ummmmmm. . . . . . . ." Unable to come up with a descent idea, Keroro turned around and took a calming pose. "Merchandise!" With that said, he quickly spun around, revealing a business-man outfit and glasses. Kururu, you make a production line for the toys and sweets that we can sell. Tamama, Giro-" His mind raced. There was no chirp from Giroro in all this time. "Were is Giroro?" He questioned hesitently.
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2010 1:45 pm
((Hey guys! I really hope we get a a Natsumi soon. "NATSUMIIIII!" ))
"Right here. Sorry I'm late." The Corporal's said, appearing in the doorway to the meeting room. His freshly polished rifle was slung over his shoulder as he strode across the room and plunked down in his chair.
"Keroro, just once, could we NOT have a plan involving Gunpla? Or merchandise that ends up eating up all our invasion funds to buy, then never actually gets sold? We still have all those masks from that festival fiasco rotting in the warehouse." the red mobile infantry frog complained, folding his arms and leaning back in the round swivel chair.
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Angol Mois, the Lord of Destruction, capable of destroying planets in mere seconds, waltzed merrily into the room with a tray of snacks and tea for her beloved "Uncle" and his subordinates.
"Hello, Uncle, everyone! You could say, come and get it?" the Angol girl said, a smile lighting up her tanned face.
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 2:31 pm
Kururu glanced at Mois, then back at Keroro, with his sinister grin...then got an idea
"Keroro....didn't you think that the...*ahhem* feminine appeal would be best suited for merchandising? I mean, who wouldn't buy something sold from a "babe"? ~Kuuuuuuuuuuuukukuuuuuu"
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 3:19 pm
Keroro stared at the yellow frog for Several long heart beats, unable to grasp the concept. Not wanting to be left one left out of the loop, he hastily opened his mouth. "Mois-dono will surly be perfect for the plan."
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Posted: Wed Feb 24, 2010 12:59 pm
Giroro looked at the curry-enthusiastic mad scientist Keronian distastefully at the mention of using "feminine appeal" to help sell merchandise. It sounded like something Kururu would suggest...that pervert. He hoped Mois would know better than to agree to something like that.
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Mois turned bright crimson. "O-o-o-Oji-sama...that's...that's so embarassing." she said. "B-but, if it's for Oji-sama, I...I will try my best. You could say, 'give it my all?'" the Angol girl said, blushing badly and looking down at her lap.
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Posted: Thu Feb 25, 2010 11:00 am
"Perfect! Oh, Keroro, if you can find Natsumi, be sure to rope her into our plan as well...I think she will do...beautifully! ~Kuuuuuuuukukuuuuuuu!" Kururu went on a spasm-ish saying of "ku's"
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2010 6:14 pm
Keroro watched the yellow terror laugh maniacally. He recalled all the different experiments he was pulled into, those same laughs rolling through Kururu's tong. "Well, you get on to that." spoke Keroro hastily. "Do you have anything to contribute, Corporal Geroro?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 7:55 am
((Sorry for taking so long to reply! ^^; ))
Giroro blushed with embarrassment at the actions of his comrades, his arms crossed and his eyes closed, teeth gritted. Why couldn't they ever come up with a serious plan?
Wait...did that jerk just mention Natsumi?
Suddenly flames shot up around Giroro's chair, and the Corporal himself appeared to be a demonic black shadow, radiating pure anger, his eyes glowing red and flaming.
"Do NOT...involve...Natsumi." he growled, each word promising a thousand years of pain and anguish to anyone who dared defy them.
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"Oh, dear..." Mois said, eyes wide at the mass of flaming hateful energy that was Corporal Giroro. This was not good.
"Um...more tea, anyone?" she interjected quickly, a nervous sweatdrop appearing on her brow.
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 2:33 pm
"Oh, Giroro...Natsumi will be involved whether you like it or not! And. its about time YOU went to sleep!" Kururu activated his headphones, and emitted the most horrible sounds to Giroro's brain
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 7:50 pm
And, like so many times before, the brain-splitting sounds produced by Kururu's headphones achieved their desired effect on the hapless Corporal. Clutching his head and roaring in pain, he stumbled around for a few moments before his eyes rolled back into his skull, and he promptly passed out into a little red pile on the floor.
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Posted: Sat Apr 03, 2010 10:27 pm
"~Kuuuuuuukukukuuuuu! Anybody else wanna object to my cosmically cool plan"? Kururu gave a sort of cold look from his glasses...but, they were so thick, you couldnt see it...
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Posted: Mon Apr 05, 2010 4:27 pm
Tamama looked at Giroro, now a small red pile on the floor. "Poor Giroro..." he thought.
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