envious if I ever see you in a game you’re first out PERIOD

a dimly lit flower shop on a cool rainy spring day

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i could give my spot in Royale to Lifeiscool i know i can’t so i’m posting this blog exclusively to be performative but i still wish

Once upon a time, in a land stitched together from glowing screens and whispering winds, there lived a gentle boy named Lifeiscool. Lifeiscool did not dream of castles made of gold, nor crowns sparkling with jewels. He did not wish to slay dragons or sail across stormy seas. No—his heart held only one simple wish. He wanted to play Royale. Royale was not merely a game in this kingdom. It was spoken of in hushed, excited voices, like a festival that appeared only once in a blue moon. Children who entered Royale returned with shining eyes and stories of teamwork, laughter, and daring victories. To Lifeiscool, it sounded like pure magic. Every morning he would wake before the sun, sit by his window, and imagine the day he would finally step into Royale’s bright, cheering world. But in that same land lurked a shadow. High upon a crooked hill, where the grass grew thin and the clouds looked tired, lived the Big Bad Wolf named Sin. Unlike the wolves of old tales, Sin did not huff or puff or chase villagers through forests. Sin’s power was quieter—and far more frustrating. Sin controlled the Enrollment Raffle. You see, the gates to Royale could not be opened by knocking, nor by kindness, nor even by patience. One’s name had to be drawn from the silver raffle drum kept in the center of the kingdom. Only then could a child enter. Lifeiscool waited faithfully. He polished his hope like a small lantern. He whispered, “Maybe tomorrow.” He smiled even when others grew tired of waiting. But one gloomy morning, the wind carried troubling news through the streets: “The raffle is gone!” “No drawing this year!” “Sin has decided—the first fifty may enter, and no more!” The kingdom stirred in confusion. Children ran as fast as sparrows in flight. Some arrived early enough to pass the gates. Many did not. Lifeiscool, who had believed in patience more than speed, arrived just moments too late. The gates closed. The laughter inside Royale rang like distant bells—beautiful, but unreachable. For the first time, Lifeiscool felt something heavy press against his heart. Not anger like thunder, nor sadness like rain… but a quiet wondering. Why must kindness wait, he thought, when rushing is rewarded? He walked slowly to the crooked hill where Sin lived. The path was steep, and pebbles slid beneath his feet, yet he climbed all the same. At the top, the Big Bad Wolf lay curled beside the silent raffle drum, its silver surface dull with dust. Sin opened one golden eye. “Why have you come, little dreamer?” the wolf asked. Lifeiscool trembled—but only a little. “I came,” he said softly, “because I wished to understand.” The wolf’s tail flicked. No one had ever climbed the hill just to understand. “Is Royale not meant for joy?” Lifeiscool continued. “And is joy not meant to be shared fairly?” The wind hushed. Even the clouds seemed to listen. Sin gave a low sigh, the kind that sounded older than mountains. “Long ago,” said the wolf, “the raffle was fair. But fairness is slow, and the world grew impatient. They asked for speed. So I gave them speed.” Lifeiscool thought about this. Then he did something no hero in the old stories had done. He sat down beside the wolf. They watched the kingdom together—the running children, the closed gates, the quiet disappointment drifting like mist. After a long silence, Lifeiscool spoke again. “Speed fills the gates,” he said, “but fairness fills the heart.” Something in those words slipped past Sin’s fur and settled somewhere deep. The wolf looked at the dusty raffle drum… and for the first time in many years, felt ashamed. Slowly—very slowly—Sin stood. With one careful paw, the wolf rolled the silver drum back to the center of the hill. The dust lifted into the sunlight like tiny stars waking from sleep. “Tomorrow,” said Sin, voice softer than before, “we draw names again.” Lifeiscool’s eyes widened—not with victory, but with quiet gratitude. And so the next morning, the kingdom gathered. The drum spun. Names were drawn—one by one—fair as falling snow. When the final slip was opened, the herald smiled. “Lifeiscool,” she called. The gates of Royale opened not with thunder, but with warmth. Inside, laughter welcomed him like an old friend who had simply been waiting for the right moment to say hello. And on the crooked hill, the Big Bad Wolf watched the children enter—not with hunger, but with peace. For even wolves, in fairytales, can learn new endings. And from that day forward, whenever the raffle drum spun beneath the morning sun, the kingdom remembered a simple truth: Hope may walk slowly, but it always finds the door meant for it. And Lifeiscool? He finally played Royale— not as the fastest, but as the one who never stopped believing. THE END

lifeiscool - you wouldn't be moaning if u was in the game. but everything revolves around you, doesnt it?

As when game starts we get notif A notification should happen when someone attack u in royale sin

One of the most confusing people I’ve played a game with Amandasings04 she accused me of voting Meredith which I never did if she had used her brain it’s obvious where the vote went. Also I never wanted her to go home I voted myself and told her alliance to to save her. Being called a gross person and a liar to yourself when you never did lie is not fun. I did nothing to you get help. I even saved 0 so your alliance could vote and save you.

Are we going to ignore everyone and pretend the public isn't happy sin In a moment like this when everyone is saying the way you went about the release of royale isnt aligned with your previous promise of "everyone getting a chance to play" once the game was officially dropped. Lets not make promises then proceed to not follow them and then ignore even the literal top blog. Like no shade we know u seen it friend...

!buy c !cf all

To see our personal bests in comps Sin (but without letting others see them cause obviusly they’d know which ones i flop at). I also miss the bets like on Tengaged rookies

:3

SIN SHOULD OPEN UP A 2ND ROYALE !!! WHO IS WITH ME!? Proud of our hard work today !

Ever since my ban I have launched an investigation and can now confidently state who the moderation team is. Some of the mods may be switched but im pretty confident this is the mod team. Behavior Mods: Not a real person (Figurehead) - Head_Mod Tisha - Mod_Lexa DOOM - Mod_Monty Luxio - Mod_Hilda Chibi - MOD_Clarke Surfersorbet - MOD_Kane or Mod_Murphy and then idk who the 7th mod is. Design Mods: Minie - Mod_Raven XoJack - Mod_Roan Ooh dont do your benopolis Holmes big one like that.

You launch the game and only allow one to go at a time. You said you were going to allow everybody a chance to play! What is this fuckery sin

What do we think of this?

forget what i said.

For the last 26 spots will re-open randomly some time in the next hour. Hopefully once all goes well we can move to a raffle based automatic enrolment :) Good luck!

i am not a mod. my reputation is being tainted. like if we are gonna accuse me can we at least make it a likeable mod whichever one that is i’m eating the berries in royale and logging off forever u are SICK for this benopolis. i deserve an apology.

Does not mean you have cheated. Be so for real! #FREEMESSIH #INABDELWELOVE

I think at this point the top 5 for Guitar should be the amount of times you hit perfect score.

I just hit 50 arena wins, and I couldn't be more proud of myself! Every single one of those victories was earned through practice, patience, and pure determination. It may not seem like a big deal to some, but to me it represents countless hours of learning, adapting, and pushing through tough matchups. Here's to 50 more, and beyond!

and then stan gagaluv for shit and giggles

my password same as my username at the time i got hacked

mod_monty? So we could finally marry and have little mod babies together.

And it’s fucking severe

with and - 20 is really obsessed with me like ok keep hating from the sidelines n negging my blogs cause i’m succesful and pretty while you’re a loser and ugly xx the fact u stalk my profile just to neg my shit is almost psychotic fan behaviour, awe:(