They say legends walk among us...
Some buy WOOF.
Some buy Lost Dogs NFTs.
And some play Lost Dogs games.
But others... they create awoosome activities for the Pack.🐺
Sega — a Pack's Inner Circle elder and leader, returns with a new Lost Dogs Lore Quiz.
This time? He starts it today and stretching the quiz across several days.
With 5 customized NFTs waiting the smartest and fastest paws.
Made BY the Pack. Made FOR the Pack.🩶
Step into the Pack's Inner Circle and prove you remember the Way.🐶
Some buy WOOF.
Some buy Lost Dogs NFTs.
And some play Lost Dogs games.
But others... they create awoosome activities for the Pack.
Sega — a Pack's Inner Circle elder and leader, returns with a new Lost Dogs Lore Quiz.
This time? He starts it today and stretching the quiz across several days.
With 5 customized NFTs waiting the smartest and fastest paws.
Made BY the Pack. Made FOR the Pack.
Step into the Pack's Inner Circle and prove you remember the Way.
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Before Dogtown fell… the rain never stopped.
It washed the streets.
But not the dog's sins...
The corrupt elites howled from their penthouses.
The rest learned to listen. Listen for Signals.
Every billboard promised heaven – reality brought damnation.
Dogtown looked eternal.
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The Pack had Dogtown streets.
The Pack has Portals and Bazaar.
And the Pack has its own Inner Circle.
Where the most loyal dogs reside and the biggest $WOOF believers gather.
The place from where some can touch things a bit earlier than others...👀
The Pack has Portals and Bazaar.
And the Pack has its own Inner Circle.
Where the most loyal dogs reside and the biggest $WOOF believers gather.
The place from where some can touch things a bit earlier than others...
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Back then, Dogtown built idols and superstars the way it built lies –
fast, glossy, expensive.
But she...she was the brightest of them all. 🌟
A face on every screen. A name in every mouth.
She flew close enough to the penthouses, to hear secrets through velvet curtains.
And then, one night, the superstar fell from the sky. ☠️
That’s when THIS case has started...
The kind that eats sleep first… and sanity right after second...
Every lead dissolved. Every witness evaporated.
Dead end after dead end – until the only thing left… listening for Signals. Please open Telegram to view this post
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He wasn’t always like this...
Before the trench coat and the smell of cheap cigarettes, he was a truly “good boy”.
Young, collar clean, eyes sharp — the kind of dog who still believed truth had weight.
He started where all good detectives start: listening.
Behind bar counters. Under stage lights. Outside penthouse doors.
Later, he became the one, who could find anything...
Lost trinkets. Lost lovers. Lost dogs.
But Dogtown doesn’t raise good boys.
It chews them up and spits out whatever survives.
He saw bribes change paws in quiet hallways.
Saw reports rewritten with clean ink and dirty paws.
Saw the innocent dogs get dragged into cages, just because it's easier.
So he left.
A resignation letter and the first cheap scotch bottle of many.
Later, he became a private eye.
Same instincts. Less faith.
At its peak, Dogtown was a city that makes you wonder you’re the one holding the leash…
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Inner Circle testers: assembled.
The "sniff test": begun.
Rainy Dogtown. Mysterious murder. A detective on the edge...
The first Signals are already being sent.📡
Y'all know what it means:
Big. Game. Soon.👁️ 👁️
The "sniff test": begun.
Rainy Dogtown. Mysterious murder. A detective on the edge...
The first Signals are already being sent.
Y'all know what it means:
Big. Game. Soon.
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His apartment was the kind Dogtown forgets on purpose.
A one-room box above a shop that never opened on time.
Smoke soaked into the curtains.
Cheap cigarettes. Cheaper skotch.
And there, right in the middle of the table, stood that thing…
A radio. 📻
Old. Dusty. Cracked.
He stared at it for days. Weeks. Months…
but it kept staying quiet.
Night after night, he waited.
For a small hiss of static.
For at leash some Signal.
And slowly, very very slowly, the room stopped being his shelter.
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NEW. BIG. GAME.
Lost Dogs: Signals is LIVE!
📡 https://xn--r1a.website/wooltbot 📡
⏳ One day = one round.
🐶 Earn $WOOF / $TON as you shape the story.
🐺 Invite friends to get free WOOLTS.
Help the detective crack the case.🔍
And try not to lose your mind along the way…
Lost Dogs: Signals is LIVE!
Help the detective crack the case.
And try not to lose your mind along the way…
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