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Have you heard the news?
There's a new item, and it's NC!
A "Mini Mysterious Morphing Experiment,"
Or, for short, MiniMME!
It's on sale in the NC Mall,
For a limited time.
I really love a mystery,
I must make it mine!
It's begins as one thing,
Over time it'll morph.
Into what, I don't know yet,
That's what the experiment is for.
I wonder what fantastic item,
It'll be for my Neopet to wear?
Perhaps it'll be a sparkling wand,
Dress, or wig of flowing hair?!?
Oh, what fun surprises are!
I cannot wait to see,
What will become of
This new MiniMME!
I hear a "clink," I hear a "clank,"
Save up your coins in a Coconut Bank!
For, when you do you’re guaranteed,
To find great joy at the Neggery!
Now wait! Not yet, my little friends,
Without certain Neggs Kari will not vend,
You see, such Neggs will pay the fee,
For the tokens you earn will allow you to see
A collection of beauties,
From furry to spiked
You’re bound to find one thing,
At least, that you’ll like.
Perhaps you’ll decide on
A Faerie Queen Negg,
If you’ve got the money,
It costs an arm and a leg!
Or an oval-shaped terror
That stares with one eye!
A Fireball Negg? So many to buy!
Well, whatever you choose,
Go and make the transaction
For consumption of one
Will provide satisfaction,
The power within all these Neggs
Might taste sour,
It will give you great power!
So, as long as you don’t wake her
From four to six,
Kari will introduce you to
Her showroom of tricks.
A New Games Room!
When Neopia crashed,
Chaos ensued all about.
Everything was in shambles,
With the future in doubt.
But lo and behold,
The world did resume.
King Roo announced:
“A new Games Room!”
It’s clean and refined,
A simple, yet perfect look.
For gamers it's heaven;
Their own little nook.
snarkie even helped,
By choosing staff picks.
These games are classics,
It's quite a good mix.
There's an interactive map,
Showing all of Neopia.
Every game is split,
Done according to area.
It was a great surprise,
So thank you King Roo!
The Games Room looks great,
What an awesome debut!
Hey there, bud... do I know you?
My name is Punchbag Bob,
Getting beat up is something I’m used to,
For 11 years it’s been my job.
Strongly trained 'pets come from far and wide,
To challenge me in the Battledome,
They yearn for the trophy
That beating me can provide,
Using items like Ramtor's Spellbook
And Scuzzy's Comb.
Many battle me daily
Each with different intent,
Most of those are willing or forced
To spend many an hour,
With 5,000 HP I try my hardest to torment,
Staying clear of those with weapons
Bought from the Hidden Tower.
Dark Faerie Dolls, potions,
And anagram swords,
Portable Kilns, dung, and Slorg Flakes,
Each of these Hidden Tower weapons
Are used toward
The instant that I can no longer
Endure and break.
So many punch and kick me
Without the slightest care,
There are those that defeat me
Without taking a toll,
The lucky ones are those
Who can call my trophy theirs,
Well, where are they when
My big brother Sid takes control?
A crack, a break, then shattered glass
Scattered 'cross the station floor
An eerie silence fills the room
Peace before the start of war
The 'bots appear, unannounced
With chaos in ev'ry footfall
Their strategy is crystal clear:
Approach in a never-ending wall
But a weakness then presents itself
A blinking readout on their chest
Letters? No... it couldn't be...
An answer to the sheer distress?
The Grundo tests his hypothesis
The keyboard vibrates as he tries
He makes a final hopeful stroke
"E-Y-E-S... that spells EYES."
The evil robot starts to spark
Its glistening readout flickers out
It vanishes in a cloud of smoke
Likewise, so does vanish the Grundo's doubt
He types rapidly, without a thought
"OYSTERS... NYMPHS... AZURE... BYWAY..."
But his valiant efforts come to naught
The 'bots invade the station bay
The upset Grundo starts to whine,
"The game is rigged, this isn't fair!"
He fails to see the basic truth
The game's not rigged; it's Typing Terror.
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