|A Yurble stole my cinnamon roll!
||Issue: 270 | 15th day of Celebrating, Y8
|Petpet Rescuer in TrainingAll of Neopia knows that the job of a Petpet Rescuer is extensively difficult.
Things don't get any easier with Gargrall on your tail, making sure that you
can't possibly save those tedious petpets. With every couple of petpets you
save, you realize things only get harder. But you're determined.|
|An Evening with the Follies FamilyThey are cranky. They are temperamental. They are the unlikely heroes of Neopia.
They are the Follies family. Over the past year, three members of the Follies
family have been involved in protecting Neopia from various evils and undoing
|Top TopiariesIt is a wonderful time to
start planning your Neogarden. If your thumb is really green, you can even buy
some of your plants ahead of time and start growing them early.
Also by milla_022
|Mallow MythNo one is sure how Grundos could become Mallow coloured. The most popular
hypothesis is called "The Chia Factor" (TCF). Chias are well-known to have really high
|Will No One Think of the Petpets?It's no small wonder why the Petpet Protection League was formed, but what are
they really doing to stop the rampant petpet abuse in Neopia? |
|An Interview With the Tiki Tack ManTombola Guy: Make it snappy, I have to get back to work in ten minutes.|
|Invisible Pets - Fact or Fiction?An insightful article on invisible pets and the inner workings of their minds. Sort of.|
|The Only Guide to Neohomes You'll Ever NeedNeohomes are a great source of stress among Neopians. Some homes are neglected,
going unfurnished and forgotten. Some are nonexistent, even, just an empty plot
of land on someone's lookup...|
|Unique Constructions in NeopiaConstruction, renovation, and revolution in architectural approach all around
the globe of Neopia are really achieving their high peak. Dramatic changes could
be seen all throughout year 7. |
|Why We Love WockiesNo one knows exactly where the Wockies originate from, seeing as they have
been in Neopia for a long time...|
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"A Thousand Miles" by blackcairn
Ruff? Green grassy hills flowed beneath his feet. In the distance below him was a small copse of trees. He turned his head this way and that but saw no one. Ruff! The sun smiled down at him. The blue sky stretched its arms to hug the world. Fluffy, white clouds invited him to play. Ruff ruff ruff arf...
It's hard to roar when you weigh
about as much as the average bag of flour. It worked anyway. The faerie Acara screamed and
|The Hoarders: Part Two|
Garbage littered the road, and the tiny houses were rotting away, the doors
swinging from one hinge. "What is this place?" she asked her silent companion.
"Is it, like a ghost street or something? Has it been abandoned?"