The 25 Days Of Popmas!!

Hey guys! It’s me Smart Flame.  Here on TPC, everyday I will try to get out a post!  Every other day it will be a story, and the other days will be another kind of post!  12 days of stories, 12 days of Christmas related posts and one special post on Christmas!  I’m really gonna try and get a post out every day to make it up to you guys for my long time without posts!  Today will start with a story, and without further ado, here is the first part of our story.

“Get up!”  My mother shouted, as we hustled out of bed and into our school clothes.  I checked the calendar, December 1st!  It was Christmas.  On our home island of Charlie and The Chocolate Factory island, snow blanketed the Earth for the first time of the winter season.  We always decorate on Dec 1st, and I couldn’t wait till school was over!  “Gentle Cloud, Jumpy Cloud, you up?”  I ran downstairs, grabbing my book bag along the way.  “Morning Gentle Cloud.”  My mother handed me a plate of pancake decorated as snowmen. I ate them, while my brother stumbled downstairs.  He began to eat, as me and my mom were discussing where to put the tree. “It looked so good in the living room though!”  I wanted it there, because we could see when we walked down the stairs.  The glitz, glamour and presents were all I cared about during Christmas.  My father, Smart Cloud left for work, smiling at us.  I bundled myself in a jacket, scarf, and knit cap and headed of to school swinging my back pack on my back.

I ran in to my house, when I heard my parents speaking on the phone.  I waited a second, when I heard their conversation directly.  “This is Lucky Cloud …. Yes I am married to Smart Cloud …….”  The conversation halted, the house frozen.  I began to hear light sobs, just faint.  My father walked over to my mother, and put his head down.  “They said he is in the ….”  My brother walked in, slamming the door angrily because he stubbed his toe.  I heard my mom quickly pull out a tissue and run in smiling.  “Read to decorate?”  Her cheeks were red from crying, as I wanted to question, but it didn’t feel right.  I looked her in the eyes, to if she would tell me, but she just ran to a box and began unpacking the decorations.  Something bad had happened.

I hope you enjoyed it!  I know for the easterners of the U.S. this is technically posted on Dec. 2, but will say it’s Dec. 1st 😉 . Bye! ~Smart Flame


Read Between The Lines: Dr. Hare Crossover?

Hey Guys, It’s Smart Flame!  Today I’m here with a theory!  So, with Poptropica Worlds may have little content, but still I have found may theories, or questions that have yet to be answered.  In this post though, I’m going to talk about the theory I think is most plausible.  That is, when Dr. Hare was blasted from 24 Carrot Island in original Poptropica, did he land in Worlds?

Well, spoiler alert, at the end of 24 Carrot, original Pop, he is i a rocket, when it explodes after you flew it into meteors.  In the Worlds version he sends droids at you in which you shoot down.  At the end of the original 24 Carrot we are left to assume what happened.

One claim that could debunk this theory is we see him two other times throughout Poptropica as a contestant in Reality TV, and as a villain in Super Villain Island.  So, maybe he was just pulled back into Poptropica’s atmosphere. But, couldn’t these be clones?  Dr. Hare was able to control minds, so cloning himself shouldn’t have been to hard.  We could also surmise that he sent a clone on the rocket.  In this case he could’ve been hidden.  The store offers twin power, which he could have used, or even made.  So, maybe this clone or Dr. Hare caused havoc on Worlds, while the other was on a game show and had a dream about ants.

I think this is very possible, considering his technological abilities, and the mystery surrounding his disappearance in space.  What do you think?  Is Dr. Hare on Worlds a clone?  Or Dr. Hare after his rocket blew up in space? I have several theories about Pop that I’d love to share in later posts!  I have some top tens, stories and fun posts I’d like to share also! I hope you enjoyed this post, Bye! ~Smart Flame


1 year?!?!?!?!

One freaking year.  No joke. 1 whole year I’ve been here.  I can’t flipping believe.  This is all because of you guys and the love and support you show everyday.  I could never had made it here without you, and everyday when I see a like or a comment it just makes my day and you’ve made my year.  This is completely insane.  Thank you so much or bring me here,  I could never do anything without you.  you’ve had an amazing impact on my life and I can’t wait to see what the future holds.

Fan Fic 2 is here (Sorry I couldn’t post them, I went on a surprise trip to Disney!).

My vision came back, slowly.  In front of me was the movie man.  He was an old legend of a movie theater owner who would show you horror films then kill you the very same way.  An he was real.  In front of me.  I screamed and shouted, waiting for someone, anyone to respond.  But the only people I saw were tied up or insane.  He went for me and before I knew it, I was tied up.  He stared us down, not letting us out of his sight.  He turned us to the screen.  An old movie came up.  I was going to die.  A knock on the shut door was glorious. The movie man froze.  There was nothing he could do.  In a second he killed the man next to me.  He looked to me with a devilish grin.  He began walking towards.  I braced for impact.  He stopped and reached for something.  A tear rolled down my face as I prepared to die.

Thank you guys again for 1 WHOLE YEAR!!!!!!!!!!!  THIS IS INSANE!!!!!!!  THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! Bye!


Fan Fic 1 is here!

I’ve waited to publish the fanfic till now cause it’ll be one release every other day, and will end on Halloween!!!!!! So here’s the first one!

I was walking down the aisle’s of Mike’s grocery store, but it was different.  It was completely deserted.  No one seen.  Nothing to be heard.  I first thought a surprise season of Reality TV came out, but this was different. I saw an open back door.  Reluctantly I walked through.  This room was dark, no light except the ones coming from the security camera display.  I walked in further.  Click I turned around.  I was locked in.  An office chair in front of a computer was rocking slowly.  Fear at this point was all I knew.  I turned the chair around the chair which revealed a pale faced intern tied up eyes wide with fear that looked straight through my soul.  A great shadow was over me.  The warm breath of a large person or creature crept down my neck.  I didn’t want to turn around. Slowly I twisted my body to find something I would never wish anyone to see.  It struck me and my vision went blurry….

I hoped you enjoyed this!  Something VERY big is happening this week for this blog.  But first, shout-out to LW on a 1 year bloggiversary!  YAY!  Go to her blog and show her some support because that’s a huge milestone!  Congrats!  Now it’s time for a theory.  Can only ghosts speak with noise in Poptopica?  Well, the only spoken words in the game we’re by Fiona and were, “Are you looking for someone?”  At the time we believe her to be a living being, and this was just a fun trick Pop played on us to scare the flip out of us.  In the ending scenes we see that she actually was a ghost in a very emotional and well cliche way.  This makes me wonder, does dying in Pop mean you get vocal chords?  Now, no other ghosts spoke.  But, no other Poptropicans spoke.  This leads me to two possible outcomes, Fiona has a special ability, or Poptropicans speak a language that no human can hear and Fiona just knows both.  So tell in the comments below if only ghosts can talk, only Fiona can, Poptropicans have a different language, or it’s just something the creators put in for fun.  See you soon, bye! ~Smart Flame


BOO! It’s Halloween!

When you try and make a cool name but it sounds like you’re trying to hard What’s people of Poptropica? Wait is that copyrighted?  Will I be thrown in jail?  Does White Ice even read this blog? Does anyone read it after I didn’t post for like forever? I just took you through my conscious and well yeah that is how lame it is.

Enough about Halloween is around the corner and I don’t have a costume so I screwed.  Yay!  But, Pop is the perfect place to celebrate this holiday, because you always a costume! Does that mean normal state would be naked and their just Halloween for 10 years?  I don’t really think I want that answered Well I’m going start a new spoopy spooky fan-fiction!
Random Reader: Oh not one of those, you forgot to post the last one for like a month!
Me: Entirely true cause I suck at blogging
So next post will be the first one!  Don’t worry either I already have four written.  So I just need to hit publish and that won’t take too long.

So on other news a new thing has come out for Worlds that has to do with Dr. Hare and i was like cool and then it was members only so.  won’t be doing that anytime soon.

Also Mr. Lemoncello’s Library movie adaption is an ad on Pop!  YUS!  I loved that  book and I am so excited for the movie!  I’ve already played and am rocking Mr. Lemoncello’s costume like a boss.

Fun Fact:  My Leprechaun costume actually my Halloween costume on Pop last year and it stuck!
Fun Fact 2: This Friday is the 13th. In October.  The cows are coming. JK!

So that’s all for today hope you enjoyed it, bye!




10 Years Ago…

This month marks Poptropica’s 10th anniversary.  That’s right. 10. Flippin’. Years. Honestly, most games are lucky to reach one year of continued updates.  But we, Poptropica have decided to continue for 10 years.  1 decade.  10 years Poptropica flashed these little characters with large eyes ready for you to take them on a journey.  Through rough times, Pop’s loyalist fans have gone through seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  Let’s continue that and stay with it.  although many people have to leave, for those who will stay, let’s continue this game for generations to come.  Although in Worlds we don’t have much yet, I know it’ll get better.  Heck, Pop only started with one island but that was enough for people to come back and it’s gotten us to 50+ islands, several fan blogs, a new adapted game, and thousands of fans.

Well, I hope you enjoyed that paragraph, but in this post I’m going to release things that have gone into the “unpublished works”  section I have created.

First was an interview with LW that was never posted (sorry LW)! (Also sorry it sounds so lame (on my part)  I considered myself to be a serious reporter and interviewer and now I see how lame it was)

SF: Hi LW, can you tell us when you joined the community, and how you found it?

LW: Hey Smart! Well, let’s see. I joined roughly about the beginning of 2016, which, i know, doesn’t seem to long ago, but that’s when i joined. But i only started blogging in October. Oh! And I found it through the marvelous thing called (wait for it) Google.

SF: Who (If there were) any inspirations or role models for your blog/ YouTube channel?

LW: Dude, there were so many. BT inspired me to make my Youtube, that’s for sure. And for my blog, TC’s blog and the PBH were what I wanted mine to be like. Is it? Good heaven’s no, but I tried.

SF: I think you’ve done a wonderful job. What are some of your expectations or worries for New Pop? (welp, it’s here.  let’s see if her hopes came true)

LW: Aw, thanks! Let’s see… I’m hoping for boots and the option of staying barefoot TBH. :stuck_out_tongue: And my main worry isn’t that it’ll suck, it’s that other people might leave the community or blogging. I. Do not. Want. That. (Not really, no barefoot and PS Paul left 😦 )

SF: Neither do I, as I love the community. Is there any hopes you have for the community after New Pop’s release?

LW: NO ONE LEAVES ME. And we gain more fun members!

SF: What is you favorite Pop villain?

LW: Dr Hare. Though don’t tell him that, he’ll get a big head.

SF: What’s your favorite island?

LW: Mystery Train, i think….

SF: FRENCHIE! Any islands you’d like to see remastered for New Pop?

LW: No. Blunt honesty FTW! To be perfectly honest, I like the islands they way they are RN. This may be subject to change.

SF: What is your favorite feature that has been announced for New Pop?

LW: ._. Eye color. Is that even a thing? IDK anymore.

SF: Lol. Now for some Non-Pop questions, favorite book(s)?

LW: Yus. Uh, Harry Potter is always great, as is Percy Jackson… I got seriously into the Pegasus series when it broke all my feels, as well as the Frog Princess series got me fangirling like crazy. Good judging technique on this end? Nope.

SF: What are your favorite hobbies?

LW: Writing. Drawing. Acting. Singing, but I’m not good at that. XP

SF: What is your dream vacation?

LW: ._. England. Why? Just cause. Oh, and it’d be cool to meet PC! YOLO!

SF: This is ultimately the most important question, Heads or Tails?

LW: Wings! I don’t play nice….

SF: Finally, before we wrap up, anything else you’d like to say to the people reading this post?

LW: Yeah, One thing. THIS IS GONNA BE AWESOME PEEPS!! Yeah, that’s it.

Geez, all of my responses were so planned out and thought out and I meant to make it seem like I was a dignified.  Basically, I didn’t know what “internet” was.

Next I will post Endangered, the final chapter here!  When I wrote the final chapter I didn’t really think it lived up to the rest of the series, but I thought after serious consideration I should put it here.
The floor whined at the weight Myron put on it as he pivoted toward Sporty Boa, preparing to fire.  One of Myron’s dogs ran out in front of Myron barking at him to stop the attack.  The dog leaped around, gaining Sporty more time to inch his arm out of the giraffe.  Sporty’s hand passed through the giraffe and he stood up.  Myron loaded his shotgun and prepared to shoot the dog.  Sporty ran to save the dog.  Myron fired the arrow with a click as sirens rang into the night.  The arrow pierce through Sporty’s side, causing him to fall.  Sporty heard a door bust open somewhere from the back.  Myron, panicking knew of only one option.  He dumped his gasoline tank into the house, and lit a match.  His devilish eyes, stained red by the blood of his victims stared into Sporty’s soul.  “The dog’s’ll be having snake for dinner, Sporty Boa.”  He dropped the match and Sporty watch flames engulf the house.  The colors danced around as the second dog ran to Sporty to protect him in case Myron came back.  Myron escaped the blaze, into dark. Winston watched the flames engulf his very body, knowing he too weak to escape.  Sporty saw the flames become foggier as his vision drained from him, due to the heat and blood loss, each rapidly increasing. He heard indistinct voices.  He thought they might be officers or some thoughts passed in his mind they were animals.  But then, everything went black, like he was sleeping.  The heat went away, the dogs whines for help faded into nothing, the indistinct shouts gone, the pain of the arrow taken away.
Sporty Boa awoke in a hospital bed, on blood supply.  Doctors rushed around not noticing him awake.  A nurse saw him awake and took a sigh of relief.  Two dogs, small now, but ready to grow large soon hopped onto him.  Sporty knew them instantly as Myron’s dogs. They began licking his face.  “They saved your life, you know.”  The nurse replied.  her voice was calm and soft, without harsh tones and quick slurs that clouded Myron’s voice.  “They did?”  His voice was weak, he felt as though he was learning to talk for the first time.  “Yes.  They dragged you out from the fire.  Without them, the officers might have never gotten to you in time.”  Sporty smiled at the dogs, happy to see their tails wagging.  He watched them for five minutes, thankful for his life, and them.  He then spoke up, “Could I keep them?”  The nurse smiled in his direction.  “I guess they have no owner, I can’t see why not.”  He smiled at them. Myron might still be out there, but he still enjoyed the safety and comfort of the hospital.  All seemed well.
Thank you guys so for reading this really long post!  This is my longest ever, 1,250 words exactly!  So cool.  I hope you enjoyed this post, and all of the forgotten or scrapped posts it had to offer.  It was fun to see what was in my archives!  Bye! ~Smart Flame