MMPR 63: Day of the Dumpster (1) by NekoLLX, literature
Literature
MMPR 63: Day of the Dumpster (1)
Day of the Dumpster 63
Beyond Earth lies the moon and NASADA has just landed their latest team to explore the always exciting celestial body, 30 years of moon landings and NASADA is always bringing back something new, be it data or strange relics.
“Hey look at that!” One of the two ladies in their silver space suit exclaimed as a crimson light caught her eye in the distance.
The duo quick to make their way toward the shimmering mystery, a large coppery/steel cylinder half buried into the surface with a red jewel in the center.
“What do you think it is?”
“Looks like some kind of space dumpster.”
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High Five 63
At the Youth Center we find Gery practicing his katas among a group of other students while Altha and Beth's voices could be heard a short distance away cheering on Ash as he pulled himself up the rope climb.
“Okay, Ash, you can do it, come on.”
“Come on! - Come on! Keep going! Keep going, Ashley.”
“It's just Ash, okay?”
“Ash! Be careful!” Gery cautions as he makes his way over “If you slip, you can really hurt yourself.”
“Yo, man, back off.”
“You're gonna make him nervous,” Altha adds.
“Nervous? Man, I never get nervous, when I clim
Teamwork 63
“Stop the pollution of our neighborhood.”
Gery and Ash stood in the halls of Angel Grove High with a small table and a handful of fliers as they tried to get the less then motivated students to take a moment of their time out their day to hear the duo out
“Sign a petition, shut the dump site down,” Ask added on as he held out a pencil and clipboard to a passing student.
“We can hardly stand the smell.”
“Let them know that you care.”
“Please sign up.”
It was hardly going as the boys would have liked as they gray haired principal made her rounds through the halls.
MMPR 63: A Pressing Engagement (4) by NekoLLX, literature
Literature
MMPR 63: A Pressing Engagement (4)
A Pressing Engagement 63 (4)
“Come on, Ash your doing great! 988, 989, 990, 991, 992, 993!” Erna cheered as Ash dead lifted the barbel over his chest once more without resting. “Come on, Ash! 1010 and you break the record.”
Without resting the weight Ash took a breath and continued.
“That's it, nice and steady. By the way, what number are we on?”
“997, 998,” Ash counted softly.
As Ash continued Altha paused from the book she was reading and made her way over to the crowd around Ash.
“Yes Ash that's it!” she cheered before turning her attention to Erna, “So what number is