|White Weewoos don't exist. *shifty eyes*
||Issue: 541 | 20th day of Eating, Y14
|How to Use the Six IconsI've found that a lot of the owners don't know anything about Icons – much like me before – even the ones who enjoy battling. So I've decided to make an article about the most basic things of battling, the six Icons.|
|Seven Types Of Heroes In NeopiaFrom the beginning of time, heroes have always been saving the world with their good deeds both big and small. But the big question is: do we really know everything about them?|
|Paint Brushes for PersonalitiesToday I'm going to choose a selection of colours and explain to you what kind of personality the colour would suit. |
|Why MAGAX Should Be In A PlotWhen I first saw the Faeries' Ruin plot, and discovered the chapter where it was stated that Hubrid Nox caused the Faeries to turn to stone, my initial reaction was, "YES!! FINALLY!!! MAGAX WILL PROBABLY GET INVOLVED!!!"|
|Mop 'n' Bop – Mop ‘till you drop!Place of the riot: a very dirty Hall of Heroes; the offenders: a group of Altadorian petpets; the victim: one VERY angry janitor!
Also written by lute248
|Interviewing Light and Dark - a Selection of ItemsWe interviewed two completely different citizens on -what they think of as- the best items of all prices around Neopia!|
|Prizes - Keep, Sell, or Use? Part 2Now with more events, more prizes, and a variety of categories, it becomes hard to decide what to do with your latest prize, or when the Altador Cup comes, PICKING a prize. |
|Lovely Outfits for Lutari DayNever fear, Lutari owners and customizers, for there are a number of fashionable outfits that are Lutari specific and range across different styles for every Lutari personality type and color.|
|What To Do With All Those Negg Stems?!All the neggs are gone, but the stems remain...|
|Why You Should Have Picked RutuDeductive reasoning is fairly straightforward and actually a discipline of mathematics. (That's right. You were tricked into doing math.)|
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"Effistella the Perfect" by dorotheasansa
I was born on the streets of Neopia Central. For the first few years of my life, I stole what food I needed, starved more often than not, and did what I could to avoid the pound. No one looked twice at me, a hungry, dirty Usul with small eyes and a skill for hiding. I was never named, never having had an owner, but developed a moniker after a few months of being shouted at by shopkeepers desperate to stop me from thieving. "Off!" they'd yell at me...
|The Edge of the World|
"Who's they? And who's Dr. Sloth? And what's Neopia?" Tinost said, echoing my own confusion.
Lapnia stared at us. "Are you two for real?"
|Interview With A Larnikin|
A small table sits in the middle of the room: a table littered with papers, a tiny terrarium, pencils, more papers, an open book, and something that resembles a horn used as a primitive sound-amplifying device.
|Greenglade: Part One|
Laerya and Akorri had been traveling together for several days now. Lae, the Cybunny, had recently started learning magic – she'd taken an interest in the element of light, but her ability was limited.
|A Place in the Country: Part One|
"Oh, Mr. Jennings!" she said. "I am so excessively glad you could attend!"
Jennings smiled in response; he didn't think there was a part of the room that wasn't excessive in some form.