|Where there's a Weewoo, there's a way
||Issue: 594 | 10th day of Hunting, Y15
|Fit For Summer: Healthy Food PlanIn this article, I'll help you come up with a food plan you can implement to get ready for the beach.|
|The Season of WritingNotebooks, journals, diaries! There are so many to choose from – an endless variety for every taste and style one might imagine.|
|What We Love About Neopets: The Stock MarketThis article is not a guide to the Stock Market. In this article, I will be outlining why it is that you, the average Neopian, should be using the Stock Market to increase the stability and sustainability of your Neopoints income.|
|A Guide to Writing a SeriesIf you're looking for something to write for the Neopian Times, one section you should look at is series.|
|Account RefurbishmentHelp is at hand! Follow these simple steps and shake those cobwebs off forever!|
|Typing Terror TermsWho knew you could learn so much from Typing Terror? |
|What Are Your Humblest Neopets Wishes?By humble, I mean wishes that don't require a lot of Neopoints to fulfill. |
|The Oracle's Origins: 10 Warnings for NeopiaTo understand her motives, we must understand the Oracle herself. Who is she? |
|Books from Kreludor! A Guide to Booktastic BooksYour Neopet could be one of Kreludor's finest, but are you up to the challenge?|
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The Oracle's Origins
The Sway's victory brought out the Oracle for all of us warmongers to see, and now that she is assigning yet more battles to take place, her motives are... well, suspect at best. But to understand her motives, we must understand the Oracle herself. Who is she? Where has she been all this time? And why is she so intent on making us Neopians battle?
|A Bruce with a Contract|
The Bruce sat in the darkest corner, of the darkest inn Mystery Island had to offer. The air was stifling. Being a Bruce, he was more suited for the cooler climate of Terror Mountain, but he always went to wherever his contracts sent him.
|A Hermit Magician|
Victirus glanced up, discarding the book he was reading in a reflex. Walking towards the edge of the cliff, he scanned the surrounding woodland.
It was faint from the distance, but he could see it: What looked like a cluster of movement near the north edge of the forest.
|My Brother Tobin: Part One|
My brother Tobin was born on Kreludor. He's not really part of my family, a white weewoo dropped him off on our front porch with the Neopian Times one day. At least, that's the story I tell all my friends, the ones who ask why Tobin is so... weird.
|The Keepers: Part Four|
The lake was sparkling under the moonlight. He had to admit, he felt pretty guilty. To his luck, there had been no need to deceive his uncle...