Late

Hi everyone! Sorry that I didn't put in anything lately - I have lots of things to do! But I have a strange story to tell you. So it started out as a normal conversation on Animal Jam with one of my best buddies in her den, jf0429(she's also a great friend of mine in real life) , then suddenly I said, 'koala doesn't want to be eaten'. Yes, without any full stops. Then my buddy said, 'ok'. Yes, too, without any full stops. I continued, 'Eat me then I will become ghost and haunt you...' Then she said, 'I ate myself'. But the 'I' was not capital(many jammers do this because it saves time). 'You become GHOST!' I shouted. I started running here and there in the den. Then I raced through my den. Then I went to Deep Blue-as fast as possible! I dived down to my hiding place(I love to play hide and seek on Animal Jam, and I find rather clever hiding places throughout the lands). I tried to hide the rest of my name tag. TOO LATE! My buddy had found me already. She joined me. Then I said 'BUT YOU BECOME GHOST!' Then I rushed to Jamaa Township. Then I hid behind a tree. To my amazement, IT WAS A SHOP! There they sold souls for FREE! 'Perfect for my buddy', I thought. They said they were only staying for a day. So I bought one, in a white box. I looked outside. My buddy was there! I ran out to meet her, not forgetting to bring the box along. I gave her the box. She opened it. I waited. Suddenly, her soul was restored! I was so happy! I started shouting, 'YOU'RE ALIVE!!!' Then we smiled, and everything went back to normal.

Sign in(late post)

Animal Jam has changed the sign in spot! It used to be another page with koala for the create an animal page, but now it's a pop-up tab with a bunny,seal,wolf,penguin and another animal(which I can't remember what it was) at the bottom of the slide at Sarepia Forest!

Rainbow potion

At the Temple of Zios in Brady Barr's lab,you can create a potion of any color you like using the red, green, and blue liquids, secondly click the bottle you would like to use. Afterwards click the original [spherical] bottle, and now you have a potion! You earn the achivement 'Chemist!' if you follow these steps:
-Click the red flask three times.
-Click the green flask three times.
-Click the blue flask three times
-Click the flames three times
-Click the third bottle to place the liquid in.
It will fill all bottles!
-Now you have a test tube that changes colors! This test tube also is not one of the normal three, but a tall slim flask.

The Truth of Zios's Death

Zios´s phantom necklace

Zios woke up one more day from his fluffy cloud bed. His incorporeal body, just a spirit, but a spirit full of talent, gifts and imagination, felt relaxed after a reparating sleep. He lifted the golden mask that laid on his shelf, and put it on, ready to start a new day.

The Sky Father hoovered down the stairs of the celestial mansion that floated over Jamaa´s sky and that he shared with Mira, his companion. He floated into the dinning hall, were Mira the Sky Mother was already eating some insects and other things that herons eat.

"So, how are you, Zios?" asked Mira. "It is already lunchtime, you must have been feeling very tired last night." "Oh" was Zios´s answer. "I thought you were having yesterday. Yes, I am a bit tired after having to deal with those hateful phantoms yesterday."

It was early beta. Zios had created Jamaa with Mira´s help only a few months ago. But there were already quite a lot of jammers, and some of them had mean scamming and hacking thoughts. Once,  when Mira saw what mean jammers had entered the land, she started crying, and while her loved Zios comforted her, the tears had wetted her lovely plumage and fallen to the ground, were, according to AJHQ, they mixed with the elements of Jamaa to form phantoms. But, AJHQ is wrong with this bit. If they had been mixed with the elements in Jamaa, they would have the elements of nature and magic from Jamaa, and the elements of sadness and despair, from Mira. So if it had happened like AJHQ says, then phantoms wouldn´t have been  formed, because phantoms have not a single atom of nature. Probably weeping willows would have formed, and as there isn´t a single weeping willow in Jamaa, that proves that AJHQ is wrong.

So Mira´s tears landed on top of a SBI television, and then bounced onto a jammer who was trying to scam another one. So really, the elements that form phantoms are sadness, dispair, evilness, shelfishness and electricity, hence the reasons phantoms are evil creatures that spread chaos, sadness ans dispair and that shoot electric rays(which is very funny, I understand).

So, the day before Zios had had a little fight with some phantoms, with help of the alphas. But he was OK, and looked down to Jamaa.

He sighed whith relief when he saw that there was not a single black cloud. So he floated across the corridor, his golden mask over his head, and opened the door

with his invisible paw.The Sky mother, who had finished eating, accompanied him down the white, gleaming stairs of the Sky mansion, and they both flew down to Jamaa.

Jamaa looked normal, with Jammers chatting, playing and talking with all the guides and alphas who roamed around in beta.

When jammers saw the Sky Mother and Father walking around Jamaa, they waved at them, asked them to joined their games, asked them about 

future plans they had for Jamaa and suggested ideas. The gods enjoyed 

themselves, and soon the day had ended, and Zios and Mira were sitting around the fire pit in Sarepia Forest, telling stories about the past of Jamaa with some 

jammers, alphas and guides who had gathered around to listen.

But there was a cloud of phantoms really near them, and the phantoms hated it 

when Zios and Mira got so much attention, for they loved it when people talked 

about them and respected them, though that didn´t happen often.

So the phantoms, determined to make the group of jamaasians pay atention to 

them, eagerly descended and started pestering everyone.

Zios, who was grand and noble and never lost his dignity, hovered in the air in 

the middle of the chaotic scene. The jammers were desperate, running to hide in the bushes and trees that surrounded the clearing of the forest. The only alphas 

who were there at that time, Cosmo, Peck, Greely, Sir Gilbert, Graham and Liza, 

tried to defeat the phantoms, and the guides helped the jammers hide. Zios said 

in a clear, deep voice: "Phantoms of Jamaa, let me make some things clear." The 

phantoms turned their heads curiously. "I created this land. I don´t want you 

ruining it. However, I don´t consider myself superior to you, nor to anyone, for 

here we are all creatures of Jamaa and we are all equal. So, phantoms, I propose 

we cooperate. Join us and have fun in Jamaa just like all the others, and if you 

behave like Jamaasians you shall be treated as Jamaasians. If you wish I can use 

my magic to help you become jammers."

But certainly, phantoms weren´t prepare to listen to the Sky Father's speech 

properly or respect him. One of the phantoms, boiling in anger, shot a  ray of 

electricity to Zios, who got stunned in the middle of his mask, and shook, trapped in a terrible elctric shock. He fell to the ground with a loud clank, and stood 

there, shuddering.

Everyone, even the phantoms, stood there, paralised with fear, until Mira flew to him and sat next to him. "Zios" she cried. "Oh, Zios..."

The Sky Father, summoning all the strength he had left, said: "For the ancient magic that created me that I am about to die. I would like to thanks everyone here present for making my life marvelous. Mira, I leave you in charge. All of you, please keep on improving Jamaa. Oh, and even though they have caused my eminent demise, I still think phantoms

are equal to us, and still will like you to try and make them be in unity with us. And, I almost forgot, here is my will." He handed a piece of paper to Mira. "And now" he continued weakly. "My time has come. Thanks for everything, everyone. Mira, I love you." And after those final words, Zios took his last breath and died.

Everyone sensed how his spirit flew up and mixed with all of Jamaa, until all that was left of him was his golden mask. That was his way of symbollizing his hopes for Jamaa. Mira, devastated, sobbed on top of his mask for the rest of the night.

The next day was Zios´s funeral, were everyone talked about what marvelous things he had done and what a wonderful spirit he was. And then, Mira opened his will. She read it aloud:

"First of all, if you are reading this it is probably because I am dead. Hopefully before dying 

I had time to say goodbye, and, once again, thanks everyone for everything. Now I shall give away my possessions. Mira, you were the best wife ever and I love you deeply. You keep my golden mask and the Sky Mansion. Cosmo, you are an incredible herbalist and your encyclopedic knowdleged surprised me often. You keep my magic seeds, my magic herbs and all my books about plants, I 

am sure you will find them interesting. Peck, you are a talented artist and will sucess in life. You keep my magic paints, you will create marvells with them. Sir Gilbert, you are the best warrior 

I have ever met. You keep my magic armor and my pearl ring. It will give you strength and courage,

although you already have a lot. Graham, your contraptions really impress me, you keep my magic 

tools, I am sure you will make some inventions that will really improve Jamaa. And Greely, your 

knowledge about phantoms surprise me. You will help Jamaa a lot one day. You keep my notebook 

about phantoms. I donate all my books to the Chamber of Knowledge, for jammers will find wisdom 

in them. I also donate the carpet from the Sky Mansion´s corridor to the Chamber of Knowledge. And 

I want something to be done. Mira, if you are reading this or listening to me, look behind my mask."

Curious, Mira looked. She found a carefully manufactured necklace symolizing some phantoms. The will said: "In life I wore this necklace on my neck. I hope you understand that I still consider phantoms equal creatures, and that whenever they agree I aprove on them being accepted as citizens of Jamaa. Please put this necklace under a small sculpture of my mask and place it somewere were lots 

of Jammers can see it, to show my respect for phantoms. Now bye and good luck, everybody."

After the legacies were given, Mira did what Zios had asked and placed the monument in Jam Mart Clothing. They also put memorials of him all over Jamaa, as well as a statue in Graham´s land, who was named the Lost Temple of Zios in the Sky Father´s honour. Then the phantoms broke it, but that 

is another story wich I will post on later.

So Zios´s phantom necklace really symbolizes how he will always approve on phantoms being citizens of Jamaa, and how he respects them and considers them equal creatures.

Hope you liked that! I know I kind of went out of topic, but in order to put what ´s will said, I had to 

explain how Zios died.

Cosmo

Chapter 1
One day, a brown koala was born in an eucalyptus (gum) forest very, very far away. His fur was entirely shades of brown, unlike all the grey koalas in his family. During a small period of time, the koala was in his mothers pouch (koalas are marsupials, if you didn't know). But he wasn´t there for long. He was far too active, full of energy, and cheerful to be still and asleep for 20 hours a day like most koalas do. All the other koalas called him Cosmo because he was always doing something, he stayed awake during the night and his eyes glittered and sparkled like the stars. He loved eating, and because he ended up becoming tired of eating eucalyptus leaves, one day he decided to become a herbalist and discover what other things he could eat. And he found lots of plant with many different utilities. He discovered lots of medicines, teas, insect repelents...As Cosmo grew up, he became really famous for his encyclopedic knowdlege of of all the plants and herbs. He wrote lots of books about plants and became a teacher. He didn´t show books to his students, but he did love to take them to do a field research. During many years, animals of all kinds from all the different places in the world came to him. 

Chapter 2

All this was watched by Zios, the Sky Father, and Mira, the Sky Mother. they both agreed that Cosmo had something special. So one day, Zios transformed into a brown koala and came to him. At the time, Cosmo was collecting some flowers to dry and make a perfume, when Zios came to him. 'You are brown!' Cosmo said, 'Just like me!' 'You have something special, Cosmo,' Zios said. 'We have been watching you. There´s a spark inside you. Come with me.' So Cosmo followed him, a bit confused. They reached a clear, sunny place, in the middle of the forest. Cosmo looked at his partner, and suprisingly he had changed! He wasn´t a brown koala anymore, but a golden sun blinding bright. 'You have what we need a shaman to have, Cosmo. This is the magic world of Jamaa. This is called Sarepia Forest, and it will be your land. Make sure to make it enjoyable and educational.' Then a big blue bird with a magical look came to them. `He is Zios, the Sky Father,' she said. 'I am Mira, the Sky Mother. We created the world of Jamaa, our materpiece. We are picking shamans to make it perfect. Please help us look after it and keep it away from dark forces.' Then Zios and Mira flew away. Cosmo was atonished. He climbed the highest tree and went to sleep.

Chapter 3

The next morning he woke up and started remembering all that had happened. He looked at the forest and started to work on it. He made a wooden platform wth slides, staircases and fences. On it he placed games and two huts that would later become the flag shop and Theater Lobby. He even put little lights all over the trees, ad mostly filled his land with all sorts of flowers, herbs and mushrooms. Creating was fun! In the end, Cosmo made a fire pit. He lighted it with some very special plants that when you dance around it, Mira's spirit will join you.

Peck

Hi! This is Peck's story.


Many have heard of the artistic and spunky rabbit shaman, Peck. But where did she come from? How did she get to Jamaa?And where did she get her wonderful art muse's skill?

Chapter 1                                                                                                                                        " This is boring", Rose muttered, puckering up her face in a pout."Aw come on sis, this is fun!" Peck replied, looking at the colorful sand hopefully. Whiskers quivering in excitement.
"Not for me," Rose grumbled, "I don't like painting, it's pointless! It'll only get washed away by the rain."  "But that IS the point!" Peck exclaimed, sprinkling sand artfully. "Everything is temporary, that's what make life so special. Carrots don't last long, and you still eat them."
"That's cause they taste good!" Rose stuck her tongue out at her sister.
"Well art tastes good to me." "Everyone says you're just confused," Rose says sulkily, "I'm beginning to agree." "Just because I wear ear socks and paint with sand doesn't mean I'm crazy!" Peck said, ears twitching with agitation. "There, it's done, what do you think?" "It looks like a blob.""Well, I was aiming for a dark shadow of endless space with whisps of dark mist reaching out to tear apart the fabric of time," Peck paused, "but that's close enough.""Thanks for the explanation." Rose said sarcastically. "Now lets go, we're going to be late for supper.""Wait up, I think I should sign this one, it really seems...alive." Peck reached her paw into the dust, placing a print at the edge of the sand art. Suddenly she felt a wind rush past, putting her fur on end. It stopped just as suddenly. "Did you feel that, Rose?" "Feel what? Boredom?" "No, that wind..." Peck said, looking around confused."You really are crazy," Rose giggled, "there's no wind today at all."She bounded off toward the hollow.
Peck looked back at the sand art she had finished, one word appeared in her mind: phantom...

Chapter 2
Peck and her family were scavenging for supper when the wind started, sand billowed up in waves 

since there hadn't been rain for weeks. Peck stiffened. "Ma, I think we need to get inside the den," she said nervously."Nonsense, dear, it's only a little evening breeze," her mother replied, busy digging up some roots. "What's that?" Rose said abruptly, eyes wide as she pointed at a dark mass on the horizon. "Get inside everyone," their father said, rigid with shock. Everyone else hurried into the burrow, but Peck paused. Guided by an unseen force she hopped quickly to her storage of colored sand. She then began her greatest masterpiece; she didn't even know what she had painted until she finished. Peck gasped at the beauty of the great heron that stood there in the sand, I didn't paint this myself, she thought. Peck's paws rested on the sand of the painting, which suddenly came alive. A great grey heron rose from the sand, shrouded in magic, but built from sand. The dark mass grew closer, and Peck realized that it was her painting, the phantom, who had risen from the sand as well. Wind buffeted Peck's fur as she crouched in the sand, watching the scene unfold.

Chapter 3
The heron took her talons and raked through the shadowy phantom, dissipating what ever darkness she touched. A scream of rage echoed through the air, Peck's coat stood on end as she shivered, 
feeling the pure wrath of the phantom. The wind picked up as the heron beat her wings and 
something started growing between her and the shadow. A dark purple hole opened and spread like 
liquid shadow. The heron bore down on the phantom, silver talons gleaming. There was a last soul 
piercing scream before the phantom was engulfed by the shadowy portal, sand closing it off from the 
world. Slowly the heron gathered herself, and turned towards Peck."That, was a phantom young one. One you brought to this world."  "I had no idea," Peck whispered, "all I did was put my paw print on it." "You are gifted with magic, and so don't fully belong in this mortal realm," the heron said carefully, "I am Mira, a goddess of a magic filled world called Jamaa." Peck dusted herself off and tidied her ear socks. "So you're taking me there?" The heron looked slightly put out, as if she wanted to be the one saying that, but nodded slowly. "You would be a welcome member of the group of animal alphas, if you choose to come." Peck looked around at her home sadly, "I don't belong here, and I guess I always knew that," she looked up at Mira, "I'm ready, Mother Sky."The heron looked confused for a moment, Did I tell her my other name?, but simply nodded. Peck watched as Mira brushed her wing through the air. Peck gasped, the air rippled. It was as if the heron had brushed 
away all time and space. The light dark mist spread around them as the stepped through the tear. The hole closed, and another opened with just a wave of the heron's wing. The landscape opened onto the beautiful moonlit canyons, Peck felt the warm night breeze ruffle her fur. She felt warmth flood her 
soul and heart, "I'm home."The warm canyon breeze stroked her as she stepped into her new land, Jamaa.

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