Confined, Concealed, Attacked

Confined, Concealed, Attacked

Based on a true story of our beloved Animal Jam Wiki

Idea by ~Chief~

Written by Emerald Pup

Witnessed by many

This is the tale of a how a wiki got corrupted, silent outcasts afraid of what they opinonated, a mighty battle with not only physical users, betrayal, heartbreak, friendships, empowerment, and cookies.

Prologue
The users were at work at the Animal Jam Wiki. Everyone doing their job, scrambled around, making sure everything was in tip-top order for any visitors who happened to stop by. Mango and Skyhaley were arguing--again, while Anakin, an administator, tried to keep them at bay; Flaming was cracking some jokes; Frost was checking in with everybody making sure they were doing their job; Cody, on break, was petting her cat, Amberkit and singing (quite loudly) Everything is Awesome; and Gray and Chief oversaw all of this.

Emerald Pup, known by many as PuppyGirl1244, added the finishing touches to the "Play-As-Your-Pet Party" exhibit. Afterwards, she dusted off her jeans, threw her hair back, and beamed. Her working shift was about over. Finally! It'd been a long day. Stretching, she walked to the cafeteria for dinner.

There was an entire section of the wiki, the Lounging Area, also nicknamed "chat." Chat Moderators had the task of, well, monitoring this section, making sure everyone follows the rules and having a safe time. The cafeteria, in fact, was a part of the Lounge.

The kids all piled inside. Some raided the vending machines while others hit the kitchen. The admins, sitting in their section, dressed in all black, talked quitely amongst themselves. Count slid out his gun, and started to polish it. He received a glare from Frost. You aren't supposed to "play" with your guns at all, and only take them out when it's necessary to use them. We weren't even granted with REAL guns, just ones that taze you for a good bit. I guess it's unsafe for children to be handling 'em? I assume.

Gray cleared his throat and stood up. "May I have your attention, please?"

Everyone quieted down and looked to him. Chief stood up as well.

"Space has opened up for administrators, and we decided these three are responsible, mature, and overall worthy for the job. We would like to congratulate UniversalGalaxies, Diamonddragon88, and Lunifer, our newest admins!"

Everyone cheered and congratulated the three. They stood up, eyes wide and mouth adjar. Lunifer beamed and ran over to the admins' section. "FINALLY! An updated gun!"

Anakin sighed. They each received an updated utility belt than the ones they had before; the original contained their gun, a walkie talkie, a rope, and a flashlight, but their minor gun was now updated to a full one, and two flares were added. The older admins strapped a purple band around their arms.

"And, since the three's promotion," said Chief, clapping her hands together,"we have new spots for Chat Moderator. Icefern, Asmodeous, and Emerald, congratulations!"

Everyone rooted and hooted as well.

The three girls stood, dumbfounded.

"Well?" said Chief, smiling.

Emerald passed out right then and there. Asmodeous, or most commonly referred to as Caspiea, just stood there, head tilted in disbelief. Icefern scratched behind her ear.

Finally, when Emerald came to, the three walked up to the admins. They each received an Official Chat Moderator badge, a black Chat Moderator utility belt, and their new uniform: black 100% cotton long-sleeved shirt, long slim black pants, black high-heeled pumps, dark motorcycle jacket, and a blue band to go around the arm. The three grinned. The admins all stood up and clapped for the six new righted users, and the others cheered.

Yes, the wiki was a happy, peaceful place.

But for how long would this last?