Fman122 smiles and goes to his den. His inventory was full of black spike collars. He was proud.
He went to Jamaa Township to shout, "Spike giveaway my den!" but something caught his eye. It was a dark black волк with no eyes, shouting TRUST MY DEN! The волк looked kinda odd but he didn't mind. He was scared of getting scammed because he was very kind to jammers and EVERY jammer was his friend.
He went to his den, his логово, ден was empty. The eyeless волк shook his paw and a few other jammers paws. The eyeless волк put a ожерелье on trade and shouted... TRADE ME!!
Mythical looked at her body. She noticed she was hovering. "What in the Jamaa is going on?!" She сказал(-а) freaked out. She looked at the волк that killed her. He was pretending to do nothing. Myth was furious.
"Hey come back here!" Her voice was nowhere to be heard," She teleported somewhere, somewhere dark. "Where am I?" Myth said. "Your in the Dark servers... the place where forgotten jammers go," A лиса, фокс сказал(-а) with no eyes. "Wait no!!" She сказал(-а) as the exit closed up. She was stuck there forever.
Bob was the Остаться в живых Jammers little brother. He loved бекон, бэкон and whenever he touched somebody they turned into him. So the Остаться в живых Jammer told him to only wear gloves.
It was one stormy night. Bob went out to get a drink and noticed Остаться в живых wasn't in his bed. He gasped. "Y U MISSING?" he screeched. He looked everywhere for him and he even looked in the shops.
He was so mad he threw the перчатка, перчатки at a wolf. He growled "Do Ты even know how I am?" сказал(-а) the wolf. "I've been in - " the волк stopped. Bob has touched him with his magical paw. The волк turned derpier and еще bobier than...
Snowball got dressed in her winter gear and packed her stuff because today was a big day! It was her birthday and she couldn't wait to go to the big trip to Mt.Shiveer.
She walked to Mt.Shiveer. When she got there it was cold and she spotted a place to stay. She went inside. It was warm and cosy. She drank some hot какао and rested. "Today was a big day, she said. "I wonder what fun we'll do tomorrow," she added.
She woke up and looked through the window. Snow was falling down. She put on her scarf and went outside. She saw lots of jammers jumping on the ice. "Arctic...
Mythical was an arctic волк who wore a blue feathered mask, a blue scarf, tail armor and a blue worn.
She walked past a логово, ден and the lights were on. That's odd? How can somebody be up this late in Jamaa? "Oh I've got a jam-a-gram," Myth chatted. She clicked on the letter and read it. "Hey i'm new in this game can Ты help me?" The волк looked through the window to see Myth. He smiled as if he really wanted her to help him.
She sighed and walked away into her den. He felt mad. "HEY COME BACK HERE Ты CAN'T RESIST MY HANDSOMENESS!" the волк screamed out loud. Myth...
Snowflake looked at the window. It was snowing outside. She put on her winter gear and scarf. She opened the wooden door with her paw. She thought to herself I don't want to be out too long I might catch a cold.
She walked through the cold and hard snow. Her paw prints following behind her. She ran so far away from her Главная she couldn't see the way back. She built a snowman and did a few snow angels.
Then she sat there and thought for a minute. Why do I feel lonely? I Любовь the snow.. I haven't thought this way before. She looked back and noticed that the snow was...