"Members Only"

(DancingHorse12/Princess's POV)

I danced in the Pillow Room, the dim, pillow-filled room bustling with people. It had been hard to find a spot to dance in, and even when I could, it wasn't the best spot. It was the place in front of the giant pot that blocked part of the room and served no purpose whatsoever. That was one annoying thing about the people here. The other was that most of the room was taken up by non-members. I hated non-members, and I hated Jammers who supported them or believed we were equal. Well, guess what? We're not. Members are the rich, cool kids who deserve some respect. Non-members are poor, terrible people with no rares. They don't even support the game, for crying out loud!

My arctic wolf now did the Play action, the speech bubble abo her head reading, "If you'd like to adopt me, my den! Members only!"

As soon as I said this, I laughed as half the Pillow Room went running to my den. After I thought enough people had come, I went there myself, my animal doing the Sit action. I frowned. There were so many non-members in MY den! "Get out!" My Animal said, running towards each non-member. "This is a Members Only Zone!" Sure enough, all of the non-members left, except one. It was a black giraffe with no patterns or eyes. "You too!" My arctic wolf yelled. The giraffe didn't budge. So, I said again, "GET OUT OF MY DEN!" They still remained where they were. This'll be impossible, I thought. So finally, I just buddied all the members and locked them out. "Ugh, finally!" I said.

Now that that was over with, I decided on my new owner: a light blue and white arctic fox. I sent them a Jam-a-gram reading, "I choose you! Congrats!" Then went to their den. Their animal appeared as well. "Hello!" the arctic fox said. I responded with a "Hi!" And a smiley emote. I walked around their den: a crystal palace den. We then decided to do some Roleplay: I was Princess, the beautiful, perfect dog who belonged to Enchanted, the owner. We laughed and played around for a bit. It was so much fun!

Eventually, however, Enchanted did the gasping emote, saying, "Someone's in my den. I'll be right back!" Her animal ran over to a new player icon. I recognized it, though: it was none other than the black giraffe. "W-who are you?" Enchanted's arctic fox asked it. "Ugh, that's the annoying NM from my den. The one who wouldn't get out!" "Ohhhh," she said. "Alright, in that case, let me lock my den." After a moment, she turned to me and alerted me that the den had been locked. "The giraffe, he's still in here!" I typed, Entering quickly. "He's not your buddy, is he?" "No! He's not!" I could tell Enchanted was freaked out. So was I. "Maybe a glitch?" I suggested. "Maybe even a,.. hacker..?" I gulped. "Were you mean to him? What happened?" Enchanted wondered. "Umm... maybe a little...." I said, embarrassed. "Okay, um, maybe he'll go away... we just have to be nice to him..." the Arctic fox bounded up to the black giraffe. "Uhh... Hi..." her Animal said. "Can You please go? Sorry, we're, um, busy."

The giraffe got up, then sat in a position it was looking straight at my animal. My heart thumped. What was happening? What allowed the giraffe to be able to sit in this angle? It wasn't provided. "Stop," I said to him, tearing up. "Please." He sat there longer. "I'm sorry about what I said before. You can come to my den anytime. Just... stop. I'm begging you." Then, the Jammer did something unbelievable. He looked at me through my screen, sitting FORWARD. And a smile spread along his face: a smile of sharp, polished, pearly white teeth. And then a message came onto my screen.

"You were gone for too long and logged out."

Heart pounding, I clicked OK and typed in my username and password. It went on, and I sighed. But when the page fully loaded, I swear, I had a heart attack. Jamaa was deserted and destroyed. Thick fog coated the town, and no music played. But worst of all, I was the black giraffe with no patterns or features. My membership? Gone. My rares? Gone. I checked my buddies list. The only one on my buddy list was my old animal.