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 6W448JLM00 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 Ozymandias 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. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 800 We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Two by emblo93

Description: The fallen sun meant that they soon had to break out their flashlights, fresh from some Virtupets manufacturing rig, and the artificial light highlighted the disturbed ground in even clearer detail. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 801 We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Three by emblo93

Description: At first glance, you’d have thought them a performance piece or an escaped circus troupe. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 802 We Ought Never To Have Done It by emblo93

Description: Clarissa ran up the door, wrapped herself around the Crokabek doorknocker and slammed it against the wood. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 803 We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Five by emblo93

Description: Richmond Jasper Milford was not a patient Bruce. He had paid tens of thousands of neopoints for a tower to be built, and the fact that there was only now a scaffold tested his patience. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 804 We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Six by emblo93

Description: Went to clean his dishes and he asked me whether or not I believed in my other self. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 805 We Ought Never To Have Done It: Part Seven by emblo93

Description: In the clearing, there stands a shovel. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 806 We Ought Never To Have Done It:Part Eight by emblo93

Description: Three weeks passed, and the drilling progressed exactly as Hamm O’Grady had scheduled it. Also by icanhaskaila

Week - 807 We Ought Never To Have Done It:Part Nine by emblo93

Description: In the clearing, there stands a stone.      The stone has stood for millennia hence and will stand for millennia more. Also by icanhaskaila