May not be appropriate for Jammers under 9 - Contains a subtle amount of violence.
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B R E A K I N G | G R O U N D
"Hey, I'll meet you on Tra- huh - Animal Jam? Sounds... - you play, so you want me to- stop interupting me!" 12 year old Trinity said to her best friend, Stacey, into her phone.
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On the other line, Stacey was arguing with Trinity over a game. Animal Jam, to be specific.
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"Ok- Stacy, it sounds educ- it's fun? Well no- fine. Well that's kind of entertaining- no - explain it. " Trinity murmured into her phone. "I would never scam. Well no, but its not ri- cool? I am NOT! Ugh. Fine, I'll join. But don't count on me staying!
Trinity hung up on Stacy.
"Let's see what all the hypes about," Trinity muttered to nobody in particular.
She ran towards her computer that was fresh out of the box, and typed in the words 'Animal Jam.'
Results popped up almost instantly.
"Hmm... well, it's free..."
Trinity made an account named Kiwibee. She got a wolf with blue fur, dark blue patterns, and a light blue head flower. She named it Leaping PoshPride.
"This game isn't really that bad," Trinity said to herself.
She walked into Jamaa Township, just to find some players teasing her for her lack of items.
"Wow- I have no comment," one said.
"OMG! MY EYYEEESSSS!" another said.
Two players said the words that stung the most.
"Your just a step it two year old. Give me your stuff or else I'll get AJHQ to ban you."
"Who's AJHQ?" Kiwibee asked.
The same girl made the laugh emotion. Everyone else followed.
"She's as dumb as she looks!" someone blurted out.
"LOL! Maybe she's an animal- shes too dumb to be human."
"XD Right? Why don't YOU leave now Kiwibee, you don't belong HERE."
Trinity was hurt. She clicked the 'cry' emotion.
"LOL You want your mommy? Your teddy-bear?" someone mocked.
"Stop being mean!" someone shouted from the crowd. Her name was BreakingGround "Come to my den, Kiwibee."
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The den was... strange. It was a completely grey blob with red dots along the side.
A high, cold voice peirced Trinity's earphones:
"Hello, Trinity."
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