Unranked Jam accepted up to 2 Data Packs, Mods, Skins and Texture Packs from participants. Accepts texture pack resolution of 16x, 32x, 64x and 128x. Accepts standard and 2x HD resolution skins.
She sells seashells by the seashore, While the waves gently crash against the shore. The shells are a beauty, they gleam and shine, With the sunlight dancing off of their shine. Now the seagulls fly up above the seas, And the smell of the salty-sea air is free. But soon another scent wafts through the air, The smell of something that shouldn't be there.... A fishy smell, not quite a breeze, Is a smell much more unpleasant than those....
The smell has only worsened, it's now a stench So what could it be? Where is it coming from? But just as this smell had become nearly unbearable, With just a little curiosity, I went to investigate the matter. I look all around me, in every nook and cranny This smell is only getting stronger, it must be something pretty nasty
I search high and low, but this smell is still lingering It's getting really unpleasant and beginning to sting. Then in the corner of my eye, I notice something strange. There's a fish there, but not just any fish. This fish stands on two feet, like me and you. But he isn't just any old fish, nah he has a secret too. It's the famous puffer fish who sells RPGs!.
And as I get close, he speaks so mysteriously He says to me, "You smell that? That's no mystery." "This smelly stench is something I can fix If you have a few bucks, then I have a trick!"
The puffer fish explains, He has a solution that's all-encompassing. Then he reaches into a pouch under his fin And out he pulls a shiny black bomb. He gives me a wicked grin, and whispers in a raspy voice, "This'll blow away that smell for sure, without a trace or any trace of fuss."
I'm hesitant at first, but the fish reassures me, With just a few words, he puts my mind at ease. The fish says, "Look buddy, I've done this before This black bomb is my stock-in-trade, and it has never failed to work.
"The fish's words had convinced me, And I had finally come to a decision. I told the fish that he could have my money, As long as he made sure this stench was gone The fish nodded and smiled, And a wicked glint entered his eyes. He said, "My friend, you made a good decision, Let me just throw this bomb outside, and then you'll be the best off.
The puffer fish threw the bomb outside, But it didn't explode or make a sound. The fish started laughing and then he laughed some more, When I asked him for a refund, he yelled "no refunds!" The fish explained to me, That he had tricked me, and that he had conned me. He had stolen my money, and now I was broke, As the puffer fish ran off, he said, "you sucker, you're a dope!"
And as he ran away with my money, A feeling of dread washed over me. I felt defeated and stupid for believing his lies, But what could I do, except accept my loss? The only thing I was left with now, Was the awful stench that I couldn't endure or get rid of.
She sells seashells by the seashore, While the waves gently crash against the shore. The shells are a beauty, they gleam and shine, With the sunlight dancing off of their shine. Now the seagulls fly up above the seas, And the smell of the salty-sea air is free. But soon another scent wafts through the air, The smell of something that shouldn't be there.... A fishy smell, not quite a breeze, Is a smell much more unpleasant than those....
The smell has only worsened, it's now a stench So what could it be? Where is it coming from? But just as this smell had become nearly unbearable, With just a little curiosity, I went to investigate the matter. I look all around me, in every nook and cranny This smell is only getting stronger, it must be something pretty nasty
I search high and low, but this smell is still lingering It's getting really unpleasant and beginning to sting. Then in the corner of my eye, I notice something strange. There's a fish there, but not just any fish. This fish stands on two feet, like me and you. But he isn't just any old fish, nah he has a secret too. It's the famous puffer fish who sells RPGs!.
And as I get close, he speaks so mysteriously He says to me, "You smell that? That's no mystery." "This smelly stench is something I can fix If you have a few bucks, then I have a trick!"
The puffer fish explains, He has a solution that's all-encompassing. Then he reaches into a pouch under his fin And out he pulls a shiny black bomb. He gives me a wicked grin, and whispers in a raspy voice, "This'll blow away that smell for sure, without a trace or any trace of fuss."
I'm hesitant at first, but the fish reassures me, With just a few words, he puts my mind at ease. The fish says, "Look buddy, I've done this before This black bomb is my stock-in-trade, and it has never failed to work.
"The fish's words had convinced me, And I had finally come to a decision. I told the fish that he could have my money, As long as he made sure this stench was gone The fish nodded and smiled, And a wicked glint entered his eyes. He said, "My friend, you made a good decision, Let me just throw this bomb outside, and then you'll be the best off.
The puffer fish threw the bomb outside, But it didn't explode or make a sound. The fish started laughing and then he laughed some more, When I asked him for a refund, he yelled "no refunds!" The fish explained to me, That he had tricked me, and that he had conned me. He had stolen my money, and now I was broke, As the puffer fish ran off, he said, "you sucker, you're a dope!"
And as he ran away with my money, A feeling of dread washed over me. I felt defeated and stupid for believing his lies, But what could I do, except accept my loss? The only thing I was left with now, Was the awful stench that I couldn't endure or get rid of.
She sells seashells on the seashore But the value of these shells will fall Due to the laws of supply and demand No one wants to buy shells 'cause there's loads on the sand Step one: you must create a sense of scarcity Shells will sell much better if the people think they're rare, you see Bear with me, take as many shells as you can find and hide 'em on an island Stockpile 'em high until they’re rarer than a diamond Step two: gotta make the people think that they want 'em Really want 'em, really fuckin' want 'em, hit 'em like Bronson Influencers, product placement, featured prime time entertainment If you haven't got a shell, then you're just a fucking waste, man Three: it's monopoly, invest inside some property Start a corporation, make a logo, do it properly "Shells must sell", that will be your new philosophy Swallow all your morals, they're a poor man's quality Four: expand, expand, expand Clear forest, make land, fresh blood on hands Five: why just shells? Why limit yourself? She sells seashells, sell oil as well Six: guns, sell stocks, sell diamonds, sell rocks Sell water to a fish, sell the time to a clock Seven: press on the gas, take your foot off the brakes Then run to be the president of the United States Eight: big smile mate, big wave, that's great Now the truth is overrated, tell lies out the gate Nine: Polarise the people, controversy is the game It don't matter if they hate you if they all say your name Ten: the world is yours, step out on a stage to a round of applause You're a liar, a cheat, a devil, a whore And you sell seashells on the seashore
can you please allow mob skins and 3d models? designing fish and new mobs with animations and rigs would be really fun and would add a lot to the contest