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Week - 599

Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part One
by emblo93
Description: Prigpants and Swolthy, Tailors. The name of the store meant many things to many people: to some, it was a portent of funerals; to others, it was a sign of galas to come. To Marius Finchley, Lackey, it was a harbinger of dreadful tidings...

Week - 600

Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part Two
by emblo93
Description: To run was an impossibility. The idea of running, of fleeing from the scene as fast his short legs would take him was certainly a reality to Marius, but the act itself was as impossible as if he had wished to sprout wings and fly away.

Week - 601

Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part Three
by emblo93
Description: "Sal, it's more than just the dresses! I just know that the Baron's up to something!"

Week - 602

Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part Four
by emblo93
Description: "Yes, he and his Mynci counterpart managed to sew the dresses quite to specification. Although there is a minor matter of a Kyrii apprentice to attend to."

Week - 603

Two Dozen Black Dresses: Part Five
by emblo93
Description: A frightened squawk came from the office followed by a sharp clearing of a throat. These two interjections were followed by a flow of honey oozing through the air. "Mr. Finchley, you're here."

Week - 604

Terror at 20,000,000 Feet
by emblo93
Description: "Please, everyone! I need you to listen to me!" It was no use. The Ogrin would not be heard. As Stale came to this realization, his stomach slowly sank. Something horrible was coming, and he was the only one who knew.

Week - 606

A Letter to the Editor
by emblo93
Description: When I was young, I was told stories of the Sway, as were we all. "Run along, little Aloysius, or the Sway will gobble you up."

Week - 607

He Died A Long Time Ago
by emblo93
Description: The Chia halted at the outermost edge of the forest. The Dark Woods, as they were known, had a reputation for being haunted; pets went in who never came out again, or so the stories went.

Week - 609

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part One
by emblo93
Description: Mephistopheles R. Pufferton was not given to waking up before the sun. He believed that a late riser was a healthy riser, and he argued this point every morning after he had been woken up slightly before luncheon.

Week - 610

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Two
by emblo93
Description: "No, see, that's the thing. I don't want that one. I want the one with the captain of the pirates. You know? The scary Lupe? Remember when he was messing around with Maraqua?"

"...Are you sure you don't mean the one with the attacking pirates? That stamp is quite popular."

Week - 611

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Three
by emblo93
Description: The guests had gone home with nothing on their lips but tales of the previous night's burglary. It was said by at least two gentlemen that Mr. Pufferton had engaged in fisticuffs with the rapscallion and come away with a black eye.

Week - 612

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Four
by emblo93
Description: "There is a clue somewhere within these pages. Something in here is valuable enough to cause a Grarrl to risk several years locked up in some foul dungeon. It is up to us, now, to figure out what it is and where."

Week - 613

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Five
by emblo93
Description: Mr. Pufferton yawned, a deep, gasping noise. It was a foghorn in a mine, echoing and vibrating throughout all the earth. "I am a connoisseur of the mystery novel, that is all."

Week - 614

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Six
by emblo93
Description: "It's very tidy, Puffs, but what about Harlan?"

Week - 615

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Seven
by emblo93
Description: "That must be us leaving port," he noted. "This, then, is the point of no return."

Week - 616

Mr. Pufferton and the Last Magazine: Part Eight
by emblo93
Description: Resolved to rescue his incapacitated master, Argyle set out on a rampage of sorts, happening upon crew members of the Cheesy Pete and defeating them in pugilistic combat.

Week - 616

And Oh! How They Danced
by emblo93
Description: "Find her! He's only got a few more hours..."

Week - 618

The Greatest Trick the World Has Ever Seen
by emblo93
Description: It was, as the banner put it, the 6th Annual Little Babinny Halloween Festival, a time of tricking, treating, and all manner of spooking.

Week - 623

Fallen, Fallen
by emblo93
Description: "The older among you will have felt it, and the younger may well have heard the whispers. The faeries are gone. Faerieland is falling."

Week - 625

The Crusaders of Kindness: Day of Giving
by emblo93
Description: Three days before the Day of Giving, the bi-monthly meeting of the Crusaders of Kindness took place in Mr. Arnold Fairtree's living room.

Week - 627

by emblo93
Description: The rules of the contest were vague and unhelpful and, as Harold suspected, probably deliberately so.

Week - 632

Valentine: A Cautionary Tale
by emblo93
Description: Our story begins on a cold day, blustery and wintery as it is wont to be during the month of Awakening.

Week - 634

The Devil Went Down to Neovia
by emblo93
Description: Before me, there's a blue mass, a ghost with eyes as red as a ruby apple. He glares menacingly at me and turns his attention to the Fyora doll in the chair. I know who he is... it's the Pant Devil!

Week - 756

A Father's Love
by emblo93
Description: It was a Sunday. Sundays were special for the two of them and always had been. The rest of the week was taken up by school, by work, by meetings and playdates and things that were just for them. But Sunday was special. Sunday was their day.

Week - 768

Love is Patient
by emblo93
Description: She was done talking, then, but I stayed silent. Did I love her then? I think I did. But love was patient, and so was I. If she didn’t say anything, then neither would I. And I didn’t. And she didn’t.

Week - 772

by emblo93
Description: Somewhere, in that untouched dust, somewhere a pilgrim wandered in search of Coltzan’s Shrine or Qasala’s lost riches, or…something. Some treasure. Some beautiful treasure hidden in Neopia.

Week - 773

Do You Believe In Magic: Part One
by emblo93
Description: It was that the end of one of these eight hour shifts that Elwin now found himself stalking slowly home from. The day had been relatively standard, all things considered. Classes had been rote, lunch had been minimal, and stories had been written, but there had been…an incident.

Week - 774

Do You Believe In Magic: Part Two
by emblo93
Description: Elwin didn’t remember the landing. He could recollect falling into the well and the surprisingly short drop down the dark shaft, but the landing itself…he had no memory of that. Likely he had hit his head immediately upon impact and forgotten everything.

Week - 775

Do You Believe In Magic: Part Three
by emblo93
Description: As strange as the rest of his journey had been thus far, this felt like real magic. The rest could have been pre-arranged, actors stationed at various points in the subterranean caverns for some unknowable reason, but this…this couldn’t have been done naturally. This was his wish come true. This was adventure.

Week - 783

Do Kings Dream of Electric Jesters?
by emblo93
Description: The hall was empty, a testament to the power of the king to clear a room whenever he needed to.

Week - 794

Cloudy with a Chance of OH FYORA THE SKY'S FALLING!
by emblo93
Description: But of all the embarrassing and, to be perfectly frank, concerning things that I have done over the years, I believe that nothing will ever top the incident that my friends have taken to calling “The Miamouse Incident.”

Week - 799

We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part One
by emblo93
Description: In the dying light of the day, Detective Inspector Hiram Landsdale of the Defenders of Neopia thought it looked more like a dead tree or a bolt of branching lightning.

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