I hear the jingle of Notcoin in your backpack – that silence in-between is a scream of coins that are NOT. Dropped by here eager to complete your quest? And here you found us! We're the Lost Dogs. 🤩

We got our own games and experiments – we've tested fate, used radioactive mutagens, and breed, bred, bred. We got our own gods and beliefs – and we're gathering a pack, the ones of our kind, ready to find a new home, despite all whispers in the shadows. 🕵️‍♀️

Study the postcards sent from mysterious ruins. For a whole year, we've roamed the world and sought new paths – and we found trails. But can we walk them... together? 🤩

Find your Lost Dog in the Getgems shelter, adopt it and get ready for the journey. Rejuvenated, lost, but not alone – with a new loyal friend, that's the only way to embark on a new path.

Hear the howl? It filled the air with anticipation. 🤩

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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?

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.

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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.

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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.

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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 ❤‍🔥

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!

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.

✨ 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.

💎 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?

☀️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.

✨ 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.

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 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!

— 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