MUTANT DAY SPECIAL

Mission: Mutant Possible
by Dortho

Mutants are just as lovely as any other 'pets;
Some don't like them and cower in distress.
They may have extra eyes 
Or strange looking feet,
But they have a beauty that cannot be beat! 

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, you know.
While some look away, 
Others' smiles may grow!
They come in many species 
And shapes and sizes.
If you read to them often, 
They become among the wisest! 

They may not have much 
Of a wardrobe quite yet,
But have TNT released 
Some wearables, you bet! 
Here's to hoping there's more to come;
Mutant lovers everywhere 
Would love to buy some! 

The Dyework option has become a big success,
Dying the items, able to share the rest! 
Elegant Mutant Capes are more plentiful now --
With a variety of colours, TNT, take a bow!

Thank you, TNT, 
For granting mutants such a special day,
The way it should be, 
And letting them know, in your own way, 
That mutant 'pets are appreciated, 
What can I say?
I wish everyone a Happy Mutant Day!

My Feral Mutant Flower Bed
by Sugarypixiestix2

My front yard can be real rowdy
when the sky isn't fully cloudy.
I have a bed of mutant flowers
that beg for shade at all hours.

Simply detesting direct sunlight,
it makes them want to madly bite.
So, I make sure to have boots on
if I am walking outside at dawn.

Mutant flowers are rarely tamed;
most owners end up being maimed.
But I've studied them for years,
which helped me surpass my peers.

As tempermental as they may be,
they'll make any criminal flee.
This makes me feel mighty safe,
because I'm just a harmless waif.

These flowers have been my aides
throughout many villainous raids.
Knowing that they care about me,
shows they're good (to a degree).

I Want To Be A Mutant
by Dr_tomoe

The time has come
to give up on cute.
I want to be scary.
I want to be a brute.

Faeries are overrated,
pirates are okay,
wraiths are just cool,
but not for me this day.

I want to be a mutant,
to have extra eyes,
more arms for grabbing
and a stench to attract flies.

A mutant is a perfect look
because it's never the same,
each species is different
and never looks lame!

A hulking brute of a Grundo,
a mutant Wocky's creepy grin
that... I don't even know
what's up with a mutant Ogrin.

They're much more handy
than a boring ol' color
and the thrill of mutation
can only bring about wonder.

I just need a potion --
any kind will do, see?
Until then, I'm stuck
with my color as baby.

The Mutant Koi
by Musicpops

Once below a bridge, in the river underneath,
There was this little mutant Koi
With three eyes and really sharp teeth...
He rarely had on an expression of joy.

One day on the bridge, while on a stroll,
I asked him, "Why so dull and sad?
You're in no fishbowl!
Look around you; the view's not so bad."

And he replied in a tone so grey,
"The view's great and the water's fresh,
But other 'pets look at me in a weird way
And that fills me with sadness."

I felt so bad for the Koi, so
I offered him a hand, saying,
"Come to my Neohome, little fellow!"
And he couldn't stop smiling.

The 'pets at home welcomed their new brother
With a whole lot of fun and games,
The little mutant Koi had never felt happier
Though a mutant, a proud mutant all the same!

Mutants’ Hope
by Our_teardrops

In the month of August, 
On the 25th day of hiding 
Mutant creatures celebrate, 
With tentacles writhing 
Finally in the spotlight, 
Featuring their hideous tails
Along with sharp claws, 
Putrid smell, and rotting nails.

Their odor permeates such immediate dislike, 
Added to their abnormal, 
Dangerous body spikes;
Terror strikes those who meet the mutants, 
Attracting flies and other pollutants.

Extra heads, additional arms, or multiple eyes 
Shy away potential friends and possible allies. 
Courtesy of Dr. Sloth, transmogrification potions 
Set their isolation and rejection into motion.

Still, these misfits clung on to the hope 
For someone who may be able to cope 
With all their mutant physical cruelty 
And, instead, appreciate their inner beauty.

The Mutant Hour
by Kuroge

A gathering of creatures under
the darkness of the gloomy night,
Neopians unusually shaped
come together for a ghoulish sight.

Maniacal laughters heard through
the relentlessly howling wind,
claws on claws tear at the 
long-deceased trees singed.

One reveals a ruthless smile
displaying some razor fangs,
the night buzzes with eerie sounds,
a clamor of bangs and clangs.

A rotten tomato thrown into 
a concoction of evil magic,
a bustling crowd contributes to
a scene so crazed and frantic.

The dark night forever young,
so full of energy and power,
for the mutants that glower
over their ultimate hour.

My Mutant Model
by Chavo_guerrero

My mutant is a model
And she's very proud of it,
Every day she's wearing
A sparkly new outfit.

Her hair is purple one day,
The next it's black or green --
There's nothing that she'd rather do
Than dress up like a queen.

She might not be a pretty 'pet
With her extra teeth and eyes,
So when folks see her modelling
It's always a surprise!

But, she slithers on the catwalk
In the most expensive clothes,
And when she sees you watching
She'll almost always pose.

She wears a mutant cape
And a red embroidered shirt,
And when there's brand new items
She's always on high alert.

Yes, my mutant is a model
And she's the one for me,
She's terrifyingly beautiful,
I think you would agree.

My Slimy Dribblet
by Icygirl2005

He's covered himself in snot and spit,
Drooling over whatever he sees,
Nobody ever wants that here,
That's what I call a Dribblet.
He pounced from a Hissi's mouth 
Before it could clamp its jaw,
'Cause whatever he had to lick 
Was unhealthy and raw.
And he screamed when he got too smelly;
Must've been that Dung Jelly.

Then he slithered toward my vegetables,
Got an idea of making a Tongue with Veggies,
I'd love to finish my Esophagor quest,
But he was definitely a new guest.
So I brought him to the Food Shop;
He wished he had a million eyes,
Covered every cream cake in saliva.
And then got me kicked out 
With the help of a mop.

I trapped him in Smelly Jelly, 
Accompanied by my naughty Felly.
Unfortunately, I really forgot,
Dribblets themselves are tongues.
And he licked all the jelly,
Swallowed it in a single gulp.
How much worse could it get?
I realised when I painted him mutant.

Lab Ray Malfunction
by Indulgences

Effect is deleterious.
The creature twists and turns.
What horrible mutation, this!
It's cause for some concern!

It's slathered with its own green drool,
Some warts befoul its face.
Its toes are smelly, rank, and gross.
It's rotting with disgrace.

No one could predict that this
Small JubJub could transform
Into a loathsome monster that
Is crooked and deformed.

The newly-minted mutant has
A horrid voice as well.
It screams and howls in agony,
Its every scream is hell.

It slinks away, a tortured soul,
Bereft of all that's good.
It breathes a vapor pestilent,
As no good creature would.

It's covered with green tentacles
That ooze a sickly pus.
There's no redeeming this poor soul,
There's nothing to discuss.

Perhaps a second lab ray zap
Will fix this cruel mistake.
I hope the ray will fix his form,
For our poor mutant's sake.

Perhaps he'll be reborn with wings
Or sparkle with pink eyes.
Perhaps he'll be a tiny 'pet
And taper down in size.

I aim the lab ray at the 'Jub
And pull the trigger quick.
The JubJub starts to twist and turn,
There isn't time to think.

And what is this? The JubJub has
Become a brand new hue!
It's now a chocolate JubJub 'pet,
A color that is new!

Our mutant had an ending bright.
I hope yours do as well.
It's hard to love a 'pet if it
Comes with a horrid smell!

A Mutant Day Breakfast
by Usagi_bianco

"It’s morning!" growls your stomach.
Today is the day. 
You’ve waited a year.
You won’t let this moment slip away.
The first meal is most important,
It’s the one that counts.
You rush down the stairs
With a flounce and a pounce.
What should you have for breakfast?
You bolt toward the kitchen.
Something savory? Something sweet?
Here’s what your mind envisions:

Mutant Pancakes! Always delicious.
A timeless classic.
All covered in boils and fuzz,
And incredibly massive.
Drenched in sticky mutant sauce
That runs down your lips.
Surely no breakfast is truly 
Breakfast without this!

Feeling a bit fancy?
Got some time on your hands?

Why not Mutant Crepes,
Stuffed with six spicy meat jams.
Don’t forget to top it off
With some neon green cream,
Made of acid and sugar --
A delicious breakfast dream! 

Predictable, these foods.
They’re not quite your style.
Too solid, too fleshy,
And not enough bile.
A Mutant Milkshake’s for you!
Especially when you’re on the go.
Shake up a few mutant Kaus
And watch the glass overflow.

You’re back in the present.
Your imagination settles down.
But breakfast still isn’t made,
And there’s no one around.
A wicked grin crosses your face.
You’ve made up your mind.
You’ll make every single dish
And leave no morsel behind.
Pots banging, food flying,
The biggest of messes you’ve seen.
Walls are covered, floor is coated
In some kind of sickly green sheen.
Breakfast for one is served! 
No guilt, no shame, and no remorse.
Every bit of it devoured,
Because it’s Mutant Day, of course.