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Sandstone Boots
by dimartedi | | Description: In Anmon, children danced in the playground of the dust devils. The spirits would have eaten them if they knew, but the children were too quiet for them to notice. |
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The Rickety Ship
by dimartedi | | Description: Petpet maintenance is a pain. |
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Half-Life
by dimartedi | | Description: First, something in my head went dark, like the wires to the festival lights were lopped off at all ends. Propulsion seized, the fireworks tipped over halfway into the sky. Then there was that lingering moment, a silence of about five seconds or so, as the lights in my thoughts fizzled out into stars, and I was left with these dim, glassy husks of those thoughts, wondering what had changed. |
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The Rickety Ship: Gone Fishing
by dimartedi | | Description: Get a new hobby. |
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The Rickety Ship: Inaccurate
by dimartedi | | Description: We've all been here before. |
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The Rickety Ship: Q1
by dimartedi | | Description: sheeeww |
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The Rickety Ship: Q2
by dimartedi | | Description: Have some zapzaggle. |
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The Rickety Ship: Weewoo Planet
by dimartedi | | Description: Don't trust these guys. |
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 A Queen's Ascension - Justice: Part One
“It is with both great sadness and joy that I accept this crown today.” Prince Frezon announced to the huge crowd of Neopets, a mixture of ordinary civilians and esteemed nobles, who were watching his public coronation intently. “Princess Amira’s shocking, unexpected death at the hands of her sister Vyssa will never be forgotten.”
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 To Succeed is to Fail: Chapter One
While my name, at the moment, lacks any significance or importance -- and perhaps it never will -- by the end of this tale your imagination will thrive on my alias, whatever alias slowly presents itself over the duration of this account. My image will dance throughout your memory indefinitely; nary a thought will your mind portray in which I fail to be present.
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