"Scammer Jammer!"

Ah, yes.

Scammer jammers.

Their light burns bright, tearing up the night, shattering the way we live, the way we trade, breaking the code we agreed to make. Scammers push us to the limit, scam our items out of us and into them.

Scammers...

Normal day... right?
Shade walked through the twisting paths to the back of Jamaa Township, where he was greeted by the Mira Statue. He sat down and admired the curved lines that demonstrated that of his favorite thing ever, even after his parents had convinced him otherwise.

Yes, it seemed like a normal day. Everyone was, as usual, advertising in the Pillow Room or sitting around being sarcastic and making jokes or generally talking. Shade joined the emptiest world there was. A single wolf sat in the center.

"Let's go to Jamaa Township!" It said.

"We're already in Jamaa Township..." Shade typed slowly, staring at the wolf. It was purple with a mint-ish pattern and multiple colored items on. It looked very ugly and most of the orange and white and other colors clashed and made it look like a horrible tornado that struck.

"Come play with me!" Shade rolled his eyes, watching the wolf. She/he seemed to be trying out everything it could.

"Are you female or male?" Yes! It got past the chat filters. The wolf just stared, quiet for a minute, before a message popped up, looking automatic but definitely not.

The words echoed in Shade's brain and spread across the area, forever guarding the land.

The Giveaways
Shade walked through Mt. Shiveer this time, alarmed.