HEY GUYS I REALLY NEED HELP WITH THE THUMBNAIL!! I am trying to make an animated thumbnail, I did all the steps, I made a gif, but it dosen't show up when I post the map. Even when I just do a regular thumbnail, it dosen't work. I'm really trying, I have the map all put together and everything. I just need the thumbnail. If you have any sugjestions, please tell me, I'm having a really hard time ^^' OK OK I'M PUTTING THIS TOGETHER. NO MORE THUMBNAIL ENTRIES ALLOWED!! I AM GOING TO TRY TO DO SOMETHING DIFFRENT!! THE COMPLETED MAO IS COMING OUT SOON!! :D Rules: ~Be kind :) ~ no bad words !! ~Have fun O>O I know right, so strict. Parts: 1: @LC-Codebreakers DONE 2: @DARK_REY DONE 3: @DARK_REY DONE 4: @LunaTheOnlyWolf DONE 5: @Dragonwinggs DONE 6: @RulerOfEveryCat DONE 7: @da_awesome_penguin DONE 8: @ApplesAndBananas34 DONE 9: @The_Snake5000 DONE 10:@Bird918 DONE Thumbnail entries: @Wings_of_Fire_Potato DONE @SunsetDragon48 DONE @The_Snake5000 DONE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Backups: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Have fun!! :D A horror story for this fancy scary song ((COMEDY PURPOSES ONLY)): I'm walking through the endless isles of Kohls. I've been serching and serching for a picture of old men for days now. I'm extremley sleep-deprived. Suddenley, everything lurches forward. I feel my heart bump out of the rib cage for a slim moment, and I start panicking, but everything returns returns back to normal and I have a sudden panick attack. I scream and rip the boxes of deodorant off it's racks and the rows of bras off their atrifical wood. Every moment is spinning and suddenly everything goes black. ~~~ I wake up in a shady room, and I look like a warewolf, full stop. I sit up gingerly, with the exsess fabric and smell on me from the deodorant and bras that I ripped up from erleir. I look around me and see what I was looking for for all those years. Living off of five-hour-energy, I hadin't slept in decades, and the energy drink starts to wear off. I see rows and rows of pictures of old men. All staring at me. As I get up, and start to pick one out, I feel their eyes watching me. Just as I love. I reach out for a picture with an extra-wrinkley one with droopy dog eyes, and musty blonde hair. I take the frame off the wall. But, it dosen't come off. I pull and pull and it stays in one place. I grab a screwdriver that I was hiding in my hair and start to wrench the photo off. I fianlly get it free. But it wasn't a photo. I feel the man's breath on my face, (it smells like solid windex) and I feel the heavey window in my greasy hands that are coated with layers and layers of coconut oil. The man smells of dry fish scales and sulfer dog farts. I pass out again. ~~~ THE END ((THIS IS FOR COMEDY PURPOSES ONLY IS THIS OFFENDS YOU IN ANY WAY, PLEASE TELL ME AND I WILL FIX THE STORY))
