Sergeant-Keroro

((So it's obvious I haven't been around and that's mostly because college keeps me busy! Break is in a few weeks so I'll be available for roleplaying then. See you guys soon!! ))

Brilliant, just brilliant!  A silhouetted form rises from the mess of paper in the dimly lit room. A single sheet of paper rests between his grimy fingers. A twisted smile creeps across his face and a raspy chuckle escapes his lips. "Gero gero gero! Those pekoponians have no idea what they're in for!" The sergeant drags himself across the sea of papers. Pages of forgotten and scrapped plans crumble beneath his feet as he approaches the refrigerator doors. He holds the paper up high above his head and marvels his creation. Yes, after weeks, no months of little to no progress, he has finally done it. He has finally came up with the

*The control room is dark and quiet. The machines hum as colorful lights flicker across it's panels. A streak of light enters the room as the door whirls open. The keronian sergeant slips into the room with his echoing footsteps disturbing the silence. He takes a seat at his chair and flicks on the light. The light is dim, and the only thing that could be seen is the sergeant's silhouette and the glint of narrowed eyes. He begins his amphibious resonance and presses a small button. A microphone appears in front of him. He clears his throat and taps the microphone to make sure it works.* Dearest platoon members, it has come to my attention th