Week - 804 Volcano Run II – A Game Guide by tsiegred

Description: We’ve all had it happen. You start playing Volcano Run II. You get to your best distance ever, and then something always goes wrong.

Week - 810 Double Chocophobia: An Ice Cream Machine Guide by tsiegred

Description: To some, Adee the Chia's life might be the stuff of, well, dreams. Can you imagine being stuck in an ice cream factory?

Week - 813 Potion Peddling: An Overview of the Magic Shop by tsiegred

Description: It is no secret that Kauvara is one of the best potion-makers in Neopia. Have you ever used a morphing potion on one of your pets? Have you ever bought a potion to heal it after a tough fight in the Battledome?

Week - 845 8 Spooky Foods to Pack to Your Halloween Picnic by breakeven

Description: It’s the time of the year again - when the skies set a few hues darker and the air feels heavier as ghosts and ghouls come out to roam the streets of Neopia. Yes, it’s time for Halloween! Also written by tsiegred & lookidontcare3

Week - 847 Collectors of Neopia: An Introduction by tsiegred

Description: As the leaves on Neopia’s trees turn from green to those gorgeous autumnal oranges and reds we’ve come to know and love, it might be important to remember what the month is about. also written by breakeven

Week - 848 Let Them Eat Cake: An Overview of Neopia's Cakes by tsiegred

Description: What’s a good birthday without a delicious birthday cake? Neopia has tons of cakes. Some of them are so decadent and extravagant to where you’d have to see them just to believe that they existed. also written by breakeven

Week - 850 Finding Home: A Collection of Letters by tsiegred

Description: It was just after sunrise when Veronique the Island Xweetok finally landed on the beach. The salty ocean breeze was warm and comforting, and the soft sway and rustle of the palm trees reminded her she was home, a notion that was more foreign to her than she expected. Also written by breakeven and detection.

Week - 859 Isolde and the Faerie Statue by tsiegred

Description: There’s nothing really like Neopia Central when you’re a young Neopet from the moon. The first thing Isolde the Shadow Aisha could remember about the land were the buildings. also written by anachronisms

Week - 860 Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Two by tsiegred

Description: She found herself in a wood dense with trees. Most of their leaves had fallen off. Was it winter? No, it couldn’t be, she thought, because it felt so warm. Their branches stretched every which way and made a lattice under the sky through which you could make out little triangles of a faint purple sky. But, while Isolde was looking around, the sky rapidly began getting darker and transformed from a pale mauve to a deep black, so thick and opaque that she could hardly see the trees anymore. The clouds rolled across the sky rapidly, perhaps a little too rapidly and too close to the ground to be natural. Were those clouds, actually? She smelled the air. There was no doubting it—it was smoke. also written by anachronisms

Week - 861 Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Three by tsiegred

Description: Isolde was no stranger to falling. On Kreludor, there was a young Draik, a family friend who often visited her home. His name was Egrek. also written by anachronisms

Week - 862 Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Four by tsiegred

Description: She told them everything. About the dreams, the statue by the house; the feeling that she couldn’t move her body when she awoke from her nightmares; about the fire, the huge pillars of fire; and the strange pink fog all over Faerieland in her dreams. also written by anachronisms

Week - 863 Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Five by tsiegred

Description: Isolde woke up to the sound of softly gurgling water. She was having another dream. However, in this one, she woke up not in the forest, but in Faerie City. Stranger still, the city was in the clouds! She’d never seen Faerieland like this before. also written by anachronisms

Week - 864 Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Six by tsiegred

Description: The Haunted Woods was never Isolde’s favourite place in the world, either. It was quieter than Neopia Central, sure, but the silence was often broken by shrieks and the land had a foul odor that lingered at all times. also written by anachronisms