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The Zytch
By Faulty_intellect

My Malisious Morale, my little Wain,
Awoke with a mysterious itch.
A bug, it seemed, had somehow crawled in:
A miniscule, hideous Zytch!

We went to the doctor who pulled it on out
And placed it inside a bag,
He then placed Malisious closer to him
And ran through his ear a tag.

He yelped and threw a hissy fit,
The Zytch just laughed inside;
While the troublemaker shook with mirth,
My Wain yelled, screamed, and cried.

When treatments were over we walked on home;
On the way I stopped by my shop.
I talked with the salesman
Who was pleased to see
The item I told him to stock.

At the end of the day I walked on back
To find my salesman was gone,
It seemed to the vet that my salesman, oh he
And the Zytch had developed a bond!

Caylis' Song
By BlueCloud300

A shadow lurking in the water's gloom,
Where hope is lost and sunlight dies,
A world of visions of impending doom,
Her mournful song she forever cries:

"Woe to those who did me wrong,
And woe to the kin I once did love,
Cursed waters, heed my song,
And bring forth destruction from the land above!

"Though their betrayal hath caused me pain,
Soon they shall receive their due,
When all they build be broke in twain,
That they should feel my sorrow too.

"Tears of my sadness and despair,
Send forth my curse to traitorous foes,
From my wrath let none be spared,
To exact my vengeance for my woes."

Her song of sorrow still remains,
Amidst the deafening ocean's roar
And Caylis, no more to be found,
Lost in water's gloom forevermore.

The Game Graveyard
By Mybeachouse

While wandering, wandering, wandering so,
I come to find fair Neopia's woe.
So I stop and I grieve and I let down my guard,
Oh those poor stone cold souls
Of the Game Graveyard.

Techo, dear Techo, why didn't you stay?
Were you angry when I couldn't
Recall what you'd say?
Techo, dear Techo, I wish you would speak.
You said no goodbyes, and left me to weep.

Garon, brave Garon, where are your caves?
Did the Ice and the Faeries decide to stop play?
Garon, brave Garon, your adventures were brief.
Now they're gone, and I cry here,
Stricken with grief.

Oh Tyrannian Shoyru, did I do something wrong?
Bad defence of the omelette the reason it's gone?
Oh Tyrannian shoyru, you've gone
And it saddens me.
At the moment you're only defending in memory.

Daring sir Scorchio, why lay down to rest?
Why not give me the chance
To complete both your quests?
Daring sir Scorchio you've bought me to tears,
I hadn't yet played you when you disappeared.

My Albert Kacheek, did you recently pass?
Were you released from
That doomed place at last?
It hurts, and I wonder, "why did they bother,"
Out of one graveyard and into another.

Sure you can play them by clicking the stones,
But I think that I've realised I'll have to let go.
Sure you can play them,
But it's just not the same,
They won't ever be like your favourite live games.

So next time you're wandering, wandering so,
Make sure you visit Neopia's woe.
You don't have to grieve or let down your guard,
Just pay your respects at the Game Graveyard.

The Resume of Jacques the Kyrii
By Shgiusdhioasr

My name is Jacques.
My last name is a mystery to me;
I've never heard it uttered,
But I think it starts with G.
Of address I have none --
My life is out upon the sea,
Contact me, if you must,
At NeoBox 803.

My skills are wide and varied,
And I think you'll be impressed.
I'll gladly pick a pocket,
Or haul up a treasure chest.
Among the robbers and the thieves,
I am, no doubt, the best--
In pirate school, I A-plus-plus'd
My final Outlaw test.

But I'm not done! I rig a ship
In eighteen seconds flat.
You think I lie? You shouldn't,
For I'm agile as a cat.
And though it's vain, I must say,
I wear well a pirate hat.
(I also can knit doilies--
But we need not speak of that.)

My work experience has been
A seven-year-long treat,
That time I spent as first mate
Of the fearsome Black Pawkeet.
My job was mostly backup,
But at times I took front seat.
I also liked to think up ways
To mock the Royal Fleet.

Three references, also,
For my character will vouch.
First Garin, once my captain,
Who will say, "Jacques is no slouch.
He never let a day go by
Without stealing a pouch.
Through fifty swordfights, ninety scars,
He never once said 'Ouch!'"

There's Isca, whom I don't know well,
But met her in a cave.
Although she came to rescue me,
'Twas her whom I did save.
Her words will be, "A nasty knock
Unto the Drenched he gave.
He never fled, but stayed and fought--
Now that's what I call brave!"

The last is Captain Scarblade,
Though he might be hard to find.
I lost to him in battle, true,
But showed strong will and mind.
I'm sure I heard him shouting,
As I left the ship behind,
"How strong the mainmast stands, lads!
And how well the rigging's lined!"

I hope that you'll consider
Letting me into your crew.
I'm loyal and I'm trusty--
I'm the perfect number two.
I guarantee that choosing me's
The best thing you could do.
I've proved that I'm the best-
Now hiring me is up to you.

The Drenched
By Stariell

There's a fireside tale that pirates will tell
When the hour is late, and the ale flows well
Of three Sea Witches in the ocean blue,
And the souls they steal, valiant and true.

But they dismiss such things as faerietales,
When a good east wind blows at their sails,
Never thinking there may be danger beneath,
Besides the snap of Jetsam's teeth.

Called The Drenched, these witches three,
Gentle water faeries they once used to be.
But the ocean's salt has turned them sour,
In it's darkest depths lies their watery bower.

There they wait, quite silent, until at last
Can be heard the splintering of a ship's mast,
Then to the surface they will swiftly away,
And the shipwrecked sailors become their prey.

Who knows what lies where the witches dwell,
For none has ever escaped them to tell,
But their captives wish
They had heeded the tales,
And never taken to sea
With the wind in their sails.



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