Where Thunder Roars

We must forget about the old authors, for they have forgot about us. We must hire new authors in order to restore the blog…

Genral Turtle von Comicle is right. This is a ghost blog, full of ghosts of happiness’s past. No one comes here anymore except me, and what can I do without anyone else here? Urgh… come back, peoples! I order you! Sigh…

The PTB used to be a great blog with posts every three hours (I ain’t kiddin’) and fun stories and entertainment and pictures and videos and sharing and laughter and chatting. But now all you’ve got is my boring old Abnormals (first chapter coming soon. Taking ages…) story, which you probably won’t like (it is loooooooong and boring). I feel really silly talking to the wall.

Uh, hello? Anyone got mah message? No, I guess not. This blog was AWESOME. It only died down when famous-ish staff started to leave. Followers of PTB followed them to wherever they went, and so we were left. In a dark alley. Why am I even saying ‘we’? I used to reaaaally love dis blog. *sobs really noisily and snorts*

If you love this blog and contribute and comment to it, please help. You can help by: telling others about it, post more and more (if you are staff), advertising on blogrolls or in posts, maybe even go outside the internet to tell people about it, try to get staff back (some never even posted) and whatever it takes to bring this place back together, like shards of a broken mirror.

But if you want to leave, you are free to. I can’t control. In fact, I might leave myself. What’s the point of coming to a ghost blog? So I’m cancelling my Abnormals story (sorry if you were looking forward to that) and I am in my search for a new blog to join.

Please don’t judge me. Oh, and DON”T DELETE ME! Please? {*_*} (I died.)

But before I go, I want to tell you that you HAVE to email me (staff, look at the authors list and find my email) when the blog comes back together. If it ever does. Goodbyes, hugs, kisses, cries, wails, bags, luggage, chauffeurs, and farewell.

-Midnight Dreamer… is leaving

P.S. Remember me.

CANCEL THIS SLOPPY, SAD POST. I AM NOT GOING. EVER! I WILL NOT GIVE UP.

PEACE…

This place is like a ghost blog!!! No one talks, noone posts, it is driving me crazy! (not literally) Anyway, how do you like my new gravatar?

UPDATE: I am going to bring justice to this blog. Any comments that are mean or just plain evil will be deleted. Maybe I can help revive this blog!

Sorry I’m posting so regularly. I am making a new story called The Abnormals. It’s about this group of teens who have special powers and they are the only ones who can defeat this powerful evil dude… etc, etc.

Anyway, if you want to be in the story, just comment your profile, like this:

Story Name: Kim/Jillian/John (these are examples) Do NOT use your real name!

Screen Name: Popular Hero/Poptropicalthunder/fairyfloss96

Power: Super Speed/Vampire/Healer

Hair and eye colour: Hair – green, eyes – aqua

(Of course, you have to fill it in the way you want your character.) See yaz!

P.S. I can only fit the first commenters. Soz.

Hai. I just discovered that I am one of those story freaks. I am going to make a draft of the blurb of a story I am going to write. Take a look:

An invisible theme park.

An island of hostage.

A sacred gift.

And an evil mastermind attempting world domination.

Mia discovers one day that she has an amazing gift; second sight. But then she is kidnapped and taken hostage on an island called the Isle of Blue. There she meets other hostages who also have gifts. She finds out that an evil man named Blue is trying to take over the world by taking the gifts from the hostages – but in order to do that he must kill them.

The hostages have to find a way to stop Blue and escape the island. But how? The island is guarded heavily and they have no transport back to their homes. On their adventure they make new friends and face fearsome battles. Will they stop Blue in time to thwart his evil plans? And will they escape? Join the hostages on this great journey.

A touching, exciting story guaranteed to save you on a rainy day. If you love adrenaline, mystery and excitement, read this story!

“A modernized version of Robinson Crusoe. Awesome!” – Billie Jayne Carter

I’m going to write this story and when I do, please read! Bye!

Okay, it’s not like I won or anything, and not like I found a 50 pound golden egg, but I actually made the PHB Halloween Contest Finals! I feelz so speshul.

If you like my costumne, please vote for meh!

If you don’t remember what my costume looks like, here it is:

http://www.poptropica.com/avatarstudio/avatar.html?a=bUkdEc1pUUkc5bmJHOTJaWEkwT1E9PQ%3D%3D

This blog has been here for almost TWO YEARS. It was created on April 16th, 2009, now it’s October 9th/10th 2010. There are still about 30 people on the authors list, and not even 50% post anymore. :/

Some never even posted.

Hey everyone! It’s me, Zany Gamer! I did not hack my own account for your information. Anyway, I did disappear for a long time (April-September). Comments after September as me is the actual me, and I just logged on for the sake of saying hi. So, since this is a Poptropica Blog, let’s introduce two posts from the Creators’ Blog!

Monday, October 4, 2010

Halloween is coming!

With Great Pumpkin Island now available for Poptropica Members (and coming for everybody on October 14), Halloween is on a lot of people’s minds. Well, why not visit the Poptropica Store to put a Halloween costume on your Poptropican, too? This one’s my favorite:

Since “Great Pumpkin” is already taken, we’ll call this one a very good pumpkin.
What’s your favorite Halloween costume for your Poptropican to wear?

Captain Crawfish

Sound the alarm!

You do need a good chicken alarm now and then.

Hazmat Hermit

~Zany Gamer

You know what, the reason people aren’t coming here anymore is because we aren’t posting funny and interesting things anymore, in fact, we aren’t posting at all, so therefore the blog is boring. C’mon everyone! Post! Don’t be afraid to. We all need to post!

When I wasn’t a staff member, I longed for you all to post something. Just something. Anything! So I know why everyone left. If we all start posting again, we will attract our previous followers, and maybe even gain more. So just post as soon as you can!

I remember that a year ago, there was a new post at least every three hours, so I always stayed on. I was entertained when I was bored, and I cheered up when I was sad.

This blog is falling apart; there are little, babyish fights, no more posts, we have seen every word of every page, and heaps more. We just need, like PT said, to put all the puzzle pieces together, to bring the blog back together, to bring the followers back. And when the picture is formed, everything will be restored to normal.

Everyone here is like a family, but the family members are moving out. We need you back! It’s kinda lonely here, what with everyone leaving and stuff. I miss everyone. Please come back!

So come on, do what you can. Advertise and recommend this blog (staff and viewers), post (staff), make new pages (staff), check back regularly (staff and viewers) and anything else you can think of!

-MD out

P.S. I stickied this post (it means it will stay at the top and all new posts will be at the bottom) and staff can unsticky it anytime they like.

I posted this poem on my blog aswell. So, here goes:

Calling to Pt’s followers, I cry

On the edge of a clifff, a possum stands, as if it is ready to jump

My eyes sting and tears fall onto the lonely possum

I want to jump

I want to die

I live in despair

As I look over the edge, my heart thumps

Should I leave my family behind?

I answer to myself ‘yes’, for they do not love me

The dead, winter leaves dance across the cliff edge, and then they fall

They rise up, into the heavens

I will join them

My life is not worth living

Night falls like a cloak over the world

There is not a star in the sky

It is as if there is no sky at all

Wiping my tears of pure sadness, I approach the cliff edge

And then I jump

-Midnight Dreamer

P.S. Some people think this poem means that I quit. I will never quit! I am loyal to PT and PTB. This poem just means that I am very sad.