Prologue[]
People know me. I'm famous. But, in a.. bad way. I'm pretty sure you know me too. It's me. Fman122. This is my story. The real story. Not some creepypasta. Not some fairy-tale. The REAL, legit, and not-lie story of how I came to be and what happened.
Chapter one: The beginning[]
It all started on the day I joined Animal Jam. My best friend had told me about the game and said to me that it was cool and I should try it. So after school one Friday, I logged on to my Windows compute,and then created an Animal Jam account. I chose a wolf, because it was my favorite animal, and named it Awesome SunnyBrave. It sounded like a cool name. I went through the quick tutorial with Liza the panda alpha, and then I made my wolf black, with white underfur and a cool red flame pattern. I chose the boy eyes, and gave the eyes a dark blue iris. I made my username Fman122.
After I created my account and animal, I decided to go to the shop, which was called Jam mart furniture, and I bought a few items, which were: a necklace, a black ribbon scarf, and a magenta tie. Then afterward, I decided to explore Jamaa Township, since it seemed to be the main land and heart of Jamaa. I spotted someone sitting in the corner, by the furniture shop. They were a light gray wolf, with a pink heart pattern, and beautiful pearl white underfur. I checked the player card. No username. That's weird... I thought. She had purple girl eyes, and she was wearing a flowing white ribbon scarf and a light pink head flower. As i exited out of the player card, I saw her as she was calling out " My den if you want to be really rare!"
I was intrigued. I thought about what it would be like to be cool and rare as I looked around at the people in Jamaa Township. They were dressed in spikes and had betas and cool rares. Comparing myself to them, I considered the wolf's offer. "My den if you want to be really rare!" "Last calling!" she said.
Chapter two: Nøva[]
So I decided to go to her den. "Hi" "I'm Fman!" I told the light gray wolf. "Why hello there Fman!" she said. "I'm Nøva." How strange... I thought. As far as I knew, you couldn't type special characters in Animal Jam. "So you want to be rare," said Nøva. "Yeah sure" I replied. She turned towards me and sat down. she seemed kinda suspicious, but at the moment I barely noticed it. She told me I had to give her my email and then log off for an hour. Now, that's really strange... you can't say email in animal jam... I thought. But then yet again, I could just give her an email that wasn't linked to my account, since I had multiple. and I barely ever even used my email anyways, so what was the harm? "ok," I replied, and gave her an email I never really used, which I will not share for privacy reasons, and then logged off. After I logged off, I realized I had forgotten to buddy her, but decided to buddy her when I got back on. since nobody was home and I didn't have any chores on weekends, I plopped myself down on the sofa and watched some TV to pass the time.