User blog:Youngcoldnew17/The Old AJ story that I don't want to put into a page.

A smol preface:

Princess the Bunny was my first AJ OC, although she looked much different. In the beginning, she wore nothing but a fez hat. She was white with light pink ears and a tan flame pattern.

Over time, my style changed. As I became a more expirienced player, I used my little pink and blue rabbit. She wore green woven choes and a little head flower. Let's just say I had no sense of color.

As time wore on, I became more attached to the game. It eventually worried my parents, as I always hogged the family computer.

They wanted my brother and I to go play outside.

So my brother (Being the self-proclaimed genius,) decided to create the best of both worlds.

He called it AJ IRL.

For me, it was Animal Jam, and for him he took pleasure in being GM for the RPG. He being four years older, and probably 9 at the time, introduced me to the real world in a roundabout way.

However, as he grew older, the roleplay changed. Slowly Princess had to fight in the first phantom revolution, fight an armadillo, fight a monster worm, fight a car. (Somehow.)

Princess the Bunny suddenly had 100 kill count, a satchel of boomseeds and a sword. Later it was discovered that she was a sourcerer. And an archer. She even got enlisted in the Jamaa military. (By dodo birds and tasmainian tigers-?) Soon she had to kill the corrupted king and his crazy brother, then destroy his amulet in something similar to the mariana trench to free the goats in the Cloud Kingdom.

And for a while, it ruined the game for me. I couldn't return to the wonderful Jamaa without remembering the terror that existed in the roleplay.

The most recent session was a few months ago. June, perhaps.

Princess had to watch Cosmo and Graham get killed.

In its entirety, the game went from making not-funny inside jokes and turning into a squid to destroying a possesed king.

And the more recent sessions make Princess a hitman to this supreme 'goat' as he tries to clear Jamaa of its wicked nature, a practice of which I highly dislike.

He layered the base, showed me the real world, and brought Jamaa into a new light.

But I find it rather obvious he doesn't like to play it anymore.

And... I will not rest until I can restore the world to its former glory in my mind.

All my other doo-dads, thingamajigs and whatchamacalits will be nothing in my mind. If an admin is reading this, feel free to delete Alpha Elementary, Alphas go to the movies, and Wiki Runner.

I've made my decision.

Everything else will be on hold.

I need to finish the saga and restore the masterpeice of my childhood.

It's my turn to be Princess the Bunny.

The story will be right here.