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Lost Dogs: The Way game: https://t.me/lost_dogs_bot/lodoapp Lost Dogs Collection: https://getgems.io/collection/EQAl_hUCAeEv-fKtGxYtITAS6PPxuMRaQwHj0QAHeWe6ZSD0
👨 There are now 4,000,000 of us! A huge thank you for being with us, pack!
As a token of our gratitude for your support, we've decided to make the next round a grand game. The fifth day of the game will be quite unusual... But what does this mean?
🧙♂ A grand game is a round where the card with the fewest votes wins. This means that on the fifth day, you'll need to determine which card will be the least popular.
❓ Why a grand game? Because fewer players will win, as the least popular card will be the winner. And the smaller the number of winners, the higher the prize pool for each one.
According to WOOF mathematicians' forecasts, the winners of the grand game could multiply their $NOT by up to 6 times!
Wait for the next round, swap $NOT for BONES, and play the grand game!
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Hello, diary! This is my 1️⃣ entry. I hope I'll write here more often!!
My father told me yesterday that it was time to stop being the dog-from-the-coin thus my new name is Isabella. I enjoyed it! But everyone simply calls me Bella🙃
We were on the road for a few weeks moving to a new place. Despite being tired I feel good. I see something new every day. For example, today I saw a small animal with spikes for the first time 🤔 The older ones told me it's called a hedgehog
My parents had an argument the other day. I didn’t quite understand what it was about but dad was insisting on something about how popular Schwarzgaffer is and mom said Genghis Gaf is close to him if not better. I hope they make up and everything will be fine ❤️
Even though there are difficulties we manage together, and that makes us stronger. My pack is my family and we always support each other ✨
41 days left
😐 Weeks of travel without supplies and preparation are behind them. Exhausted by the journey and the jungle the oppressive humidity, the dogs finally reached the place marked on the map, where they were met by abandoned ruins of an ancient civilization.
🌳 They began to settle into their new place: pitching tents, setting up shelters, and building campfires.
Even gave a name to their settlement — Dogtown.
But there's no time to catch their breath. Squabbles and arguments can be heard everywhere: why did that dog decide this would be his dwelling? How long can one stay by the well? What happens if there isn't enough food for everyone?
One thing is clear: order is needed. It's time to decide on the structure of society and its values.
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42 days left
As the world falls around us. How must we brave its cruelties?
Winds blow sand across the sun-scorched wasteland. Endless plains are littered with the relics of altars and the ruins of temples, in whose shadows packs of dogs hide.
💥 Their home is in ruins. They destroyed it themselves while awaiting judgment day. Along with their home, their faith also collapsed.
Hungry, destitute, and frightened, they gathered in the ashes of a fallen civilization by the will of the Call. Are they destined for an inglorious end?
COME, ADAM! WE HAVE GIVEN YOU OUR SONS, DAUGHTERS, MOTHERS, AND FATHERS!
🪙 The average choice proved to be a pile of coins, which the cart crashed into at high speed. The dogs raced in from all sides, stuffing money into their pockets; they'll come in useful on a rainy day.
🫢 In our game, everything will depend on your choices: sometimes you'll need to find the most popular option, sometimes the least popular, and occasionally (like now) the average one. Every decision you make will have an impact on the entire story that follows.
🍽 The game hasn't even started, but you're already changing the rules. Losing is part of the game. Thanks to your decision, we will credit $WOOF even to those who lose at the end of the game day. That’s the power of a coin saved for a rainy day!
✨ I'm seeing the future clearly.
July will not be over yet — and we will start the game. We will make ourselves kings, and we will be pawns.
July will not be over yet — and everyone will receive $WOOF. I see a coin, a token, a jetton... Now I see a bone. What a tasty bone it must be! Keep it quiet, don't get distracted!
July will not be over yet — and you will hear the news from me. Only I will tell you when everything starts again.
💎 The dog-from-the-coin looked confused.
That's not surprising! Think about how you looked when you first came into the world.
She knew nothing about this world, nothing about herself, not even the most fundamental things.
The little dog approached her newly minted "parents" and immediately bombarded them with questions: Where do they feed here? Does she have her own bowl? And where can she sleep? Will she get a bed? What does all this mean? What's the purpose? ❓
The couple exchanged glances. The dog sighed and said:
— There is a simple but powerful strategy that our little team agreed upon many years ago: do the right thing until it's done. Number of attempts, specific form, conditions, etc. all this is not significant. You know you'll see it done.
None of this mattered to her. The crucial questions remained unanswered.
❓ Where is her bowl? Will they drop something in there for her?
We got in touch with our on-site correspondent, Barkus the Greatpaw. Barkus, hello, how are things?
— Hello-hello! I am currently in the Cursed Wastelands, where the Call has gathered dogs from throughout the world. Two young natives of this godforsaken land stand next to me. It appears they have lost their parents. There is nothing here; how could they get lost? Most likely, their parents were eaten by jackals, but don't worry, the orphans will not be abandoned, ha-ha!
💫 Barkus the Greatpaw waved his magic staff and two huge stone golems emerged from the ground beside the orphans. They snatched a wailing puppy apiece and dashed out into nowhere.
— Now they will always be protected and never be alone again, tee hee!
In a world bursting with chaos and uncertainty, let love and peace be your dazzling guiding stars! ⭐ Embrace every precious moment with an open heart 🧡 and a tender soul, for it's in those beautiful acts of kindness and understanding that we discover our true, unstoppable strength! 🙏💪 Darkness is just an illusion; there's only the brilliant light that shines for us all: the key is simply to see it radiating within every living being! 🕯✨
❤🔥 Love is the law, love under will ❤🔥
If there are doggies, I look at the doggies;
On rainy days I listen to the rain.
Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
Tomorrow too will be good.
Tonight too is good.
🫢
Breeding, breeding, breeding... When it comes to Lost Dogs, all they're talking about is breeding and how wonderful it is. But what's the point? 🤩
Every new dog - is a key to a new dog world that is being created as we speak.
Every new dog - is a chance to join a pack of seekers defining the future of the dogs.
Every new dog - is a new $WOOF. 🤩
If you don't have a dog, then who are you in a world where all there's left is a pack of lost strays?
Go to Getgems.io, get your dog and breed! For pro tips see the guide on How to breed like a pro?
39 days left
The Genghis Gaf's first responsibility was to deal with the shortage of food in the newly established and rapidly expanding settlement. To boost the morale of his constituents, he stole an idea from Angela Gavkel: from now on, on weekends, BONES could be swapped at a discount.
💍 After completing the ceremonial and legal processes for the inauguration of a chief scientist, he delivered a speech.
Genghis Gaf summoned everyone with any ideas to a council. Amidst the barking, one voice stood out: Engineer Rex. He recommended three basic yet effective solutions:
1⃣ To organize regular hunts for local wildlife;
2⃣To grow corn, which the local climate is ideal for.;
3⃣ To eat bugs… Unpleasant, indeed, but high in protein!
He didn't expect much in return for his genius: just a nice stick.
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40 days left
⚙ A rational approach to decision-making, based on considerations of efficiency and objectivity, aka technocracy, is what the dogs lacked in the past. This is how they will build their future: with the help of progress, technology, and science.
QUOTE FROM THE SPECIAL EDITION OF BARK NEWS
...The pack benefited from technocracy almost immediately: WOOF-mathematicians were provided with the necessary technical resources, allowing them to publish HINTS about the pack's future decisions every day..."
The next step is to determine the worthiest who will lead the dog society towards a bright future.
➕ Our dog-accountants have come back with a report on the numbers. The professor of WOOF-mathematics was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out: he had to find a very big notepad to account for everything!
Here are the key findings from the first day.
🐶 2.5 million players in just one day! Thanks to everyone who heard the call.
💰 Players who exchanged $NOT for BONES and voted for the winning option received up to 150% return in $NOT.
You got it right: you swap 50 $NOT for 2 BONES, then choose a strategy and look for a hint (which was in our stories yesterday, shoutout to everyone who noticed!). Then it's simple: you win, and you can receive at least 80 $NOT.
⚠ Players who decided to play without additional BONES and won also got their share of $NOT.
We distributed 100K $NOT in the paws of all of the winning dogs! This is only the beginning, pack.
📝 Today's pool already contains 3 million $NOT. And it has only been a short time since the round began. Let's see who gets them! The dog-mathematicians confirm that this is not the limit.
You can share your triumphs in the comments section, and we'll highlight a few who have already done so.
🤩LOST DOGS: THE WAY. WE'RE STARTING THE JOURNEY NOW! 🤩
This isn't just another clicker game. It's a community-driven story where you can mine a new token $WOOF.
😏 Play for free, earn $NOT, and receive $WOOF.
🤩 The journey lasts only 6 weeks. Join now and log in every day to collect your rewards.
🤩 Team up with friends, create squads, develop strategies, and multiply your $NOT! There are no right moves—everything is decided by the community.
💎 A new era for Notcoin is approaching: the journey of millions of people united by one story begins again.
LOST DOGS: THE WAY
@lost_dogs_bot
— Wow, you’re quite the curious one! Have you already sniffed out my secret?
The first dogs have already begun scouting our game's beta version, multiplying their assets and getting bruised in preparation for the big launch.
They learned to walk so you could run.
We’re clearing the path of bugs and tangled vines so that you can soon embark on the most exciting voyage with the entire Pack.
🐕 August 1st, Thursday — the day of the big premiere
Oh no! Is this an app screen? Wait, is that a TROLLEY?
🐕 The trolley is speeding at 2,222 mph and approaching a junction in the rails!
You have a choice: run over innocent doggies, crash at insane speed into a mountain of wealth, or... what is Barkus doing here!?
Can you all agree on a decision? Or will each of you pull the lever in your own direction?
All further events are your choice and your responsibility. This is your game.
Note: The option that receives the AVERAGE number of votes will win. Choose wisely.
☀️The-dog-from-the-coin looked at the sun slowly crawling across the sky. It was scorching, relentless, just like the Cursed Wastelands where she found herself by the efforts of the magician Barkus.
The days stretched endlessly; it seemed like there was nothing in the world except for endless desert and the blazing sun.
She felt like this Wasteland was not only around her, but inside her as well. It seeped inside, drying up and killing hope.
😕The sense of loneliness and despair was so strong that it was hard to breathe.
Someone patted her on the shoulder:
— Fortunately, we can touch some real grass from time to time.
It was Barkus, and he held out a patch of green lawn to the dog.
✨ Barkus climbed onto a makeshift podium. While he was scanning the event horizon and sniffing for photons, dogs tired of his tricks gathered around the podium.
— I want to bring you joy! Ask for whatever you desire!
The dogs exchanged glances. Could they trust this oddball? And how could they even know what they really wanted?
🩳 Suddenly, a young couple approached the podium:
— Оh, Barkus the Greatpaw, grant us untold riches!
The wizard nodded and asked for something they treasured the most. The couple discussed with each other before handing the magician their last coin.
💫 Barkus waved his magic staff, and the coin transformed into a puppy girl.
— But... But what are we supposed to do with her? And we have no more coins left...
The crowd looked at Barkus. Barkus merely whispered: The great reset. The fresh start.
And the dogs rejoiced.
Ladies and gentleman, Saturday Night Bark, our regular irregular talk show, is live with our indispensable host, Barkus the Greatpaw! Today's guest is a well-known magician, wizard, and thaumaturge — Barkus the Greatpaw!
— Barkus, I believe our viewers are most curious about one question: what did you do with the puppies?
— Thank you for having me, Barkus; I'm thrilled to be here! To be honest, when my agent called to tell me that Barkus the Greatpaw wants to invite to his show, I assumed you'd ask me that, ha ha. I don't know where to start... 😳
— If this is an uncomfortable topic, we can skip.
— No, no, it's fine, I just wanted to phrase it better. The problem is that the population expands quickest in areas where dogs are least capable of handling it. And I believe I must assist them now so that they do not face an impossible scenario in the future. Do you understand, Barkus?
— Fascinating. So, you kidnap puppies? 😳
— Not only that! I recently created an amulet to assist alleviate the overpopulation problem. And it will be delivered for free in the Cursed Wastelands, where nearly all of the dogs have gathered.
Barkus takes a condom out of his pocket and approaches the camera closely; his eyes begin to glow with a white unearthly light, and his speech booms across the "studio":
— Tomorrow, the merge price will increase tenfold.
I hate this place, this zoo, this prison, this reality, whatever you want to call it. I can't stand it any longer.
It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it.
I can taste their stink. And every time I do I feel I have somehow been infected by it.
🐕
We are receiving snaps from Hong Kong and qetting Qs: what's the deal?
Slurping noodles in the 'Chungking Express', grinning wide, wagging tails. Everything's falling into place, like the path unfolding beneath our paws.
🐶💎