|Battle Quills... ready!
||Issue: 439 | 16th day of Eating, Y12
|Employment in NeopiaWhilst doing a stint at the Freaky Factory, which as many of you will know creates plushies from liquid Kreludite, it occurred to me that this was one of the many businesses in Neopia that could be run better.|
|A Blast from the PastRewind nearly three years ago, back to April 26th, 2007. |
|Kreludor Revealed: Gravity, a Stick, and a Top HatThink, dear reader, think! The fate of Neopia could lie in your hands.|
|Celebrating Grey DayWhy would we want to set aside a whole day each year to celebrate such a dreary, dismal color?|
|Feel Your Gloomiest: A Complete Guide to Being GreyThis is your key to show how you can truly be grey. |
|Economics of Collecting Retired Items, Complex FunThe vast and interesting world of RETIRED ITEMS!|
|Food Club: Your Best Friends in BettingA more in-depth article about two specific aspects of Food Club: food adjustments and the odds.|
|Bad Names: Learn to Like ThemMany Neopians have a hard time thinking about a good name for their new pet. |
|The Pet Behind the NeopetWe often forget a very important creature of Neopets. That's right; I'm talking about petpets, our pets' best friend.|
|The Top Ten Most Dangerous Foods in NeopiaBut it's only food!!.... AHHHGHHHGHHHH!!!!!!|
|Grey Shopkeepers, a Succinct and Depressive OverviewWhat better way to show your support for Grey Day than to make NP off of it? Right? Right.
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|How to Survive Grey Day: A Guide*This story is not a guide on what to avoid in case of zombie apocalypse.|
|Why are Grey Pets so Blue?Why is it that they sigh so dejectedly? Why is it that they crouch and huddle so pitifully?|
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"Reason We're Here" by solcana64
"No! Don't leave me!" The girl handed the Techo the required neopoints, turned away, and ran for the door. "Please don't!" Tears formed in the Gelert's eyes as the door behind the girl slammed shut. Dr. Death put a hand on the Gelert's shoulder. "She's not coming back. Let's find you somewhere to stay..."
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