Naturo A Lukas Adventure
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Hi!
My name is Claritia and I work for the NASA organisation.
I am not the boss of NASA - thats Steve. However I am pretty important and normally Steve does what I say.
Theres also my best friend, Jill, who also works for NASA. But they arnt in this story.
One day we were all called to the meeting room at the top of NASA's biggest tower.
"Hi" I said.
"I have called you all here today because I discovered something important" I continued.
"It seems someone is trying to find the secret Propane and are going to use it to take over the world. We have to stop them!"
"Thats bad...but is it the NASAs responsibility?" said Bob. He was always saying stuff like that to get out of work.
"Yes. Of course it is. Because someone has to do something about it and we are an organisation that does stuff. Stuff that has to be done"
said Steve.
Everyone cheered his speech. He was good at speechs ever since I taught him to be. (I am also the speech writer for the president,btw)
"I have found new information" said I.
"It seems NASAs arch-enemy, Brotherhood of Evil, is upto their old tricks again. They are the ones after Propane!"
"omg" said everyone.
"We will have to send in our best secret agents" said Steve.
"Thats you, of course, Claritia"
(I was also a secret agent,btw, but I told everyone as it makes the story easier)
"I will assemble my team and leave tomorrow!"
I assembled by normal team:
Team Non-photo blue!
It was Me,Lukas,Thomas,Orochimaru and Peingunio, and the team was led by me.
When it came to planning, I took charge.
I assembled everyone from the assembling room and told them to goto to the planning room.
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