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"What Are Ghouls?" by cannizarro
After yet another successful unhaunting, Brave Bren, the Professor, and Glyn were heading back to the Ghoul Catchers headquarters to recoup.
Bren held the used equipment, the Professor held the lantern, and Glyn held the amulet containing the troublesome ghoul that they'd just been chasing for half an hour. As the Purple Usul stared down at the amulet and the forlorn face circling around on the inside, a strange question suddenly came to mind.
"What are ghouls?"
"Well, Glyn, ghouls are...egh..." the Professor began, stopping to contemplate this.
"Annoying," finished Bren with a smirk.
"No, no, that's not what I was trying to say," the Professor groaned. "The fact is, Glyn, we really don't know what exactly they are."
"You don't?" Glyn asked, rather surprised by this confession.
|The Faerie Queen|
“I think I see a castle up ahead…we’re almost there!”
Lacey squealed with excitement. She was finally going to Faerieland! It had always been Lacey’s dream to visit Faerieland, and now it was being made possible thanks to her class field trip.
|Dark Omen |
The Black Pteri sits on a fence post howling doom and misery for all to hear...
"Oh, please!" Ryan scoffed. "That's such a tacky beginning to a story."
The storyteller sighed. "Young Neopet, will you allow me to tell my story without interruptions?"
"Hey, I'm paying you for a story, aren't I?" Ryan retorted. "I should be able to interrupt."
"Fine - just please make them sporadic. Anyway..."
|A Love Letter To Newbies|
Newbies make me smile. I see them as interesting, diverse people whose struggle to learn about the Neopets website is charming and cute!
In celebration of Neopets' birthday this November, I thought I'd write an article all about why we love newbies!
|Werelupes: Myth, Legends, and Truth|
What do you think of when you hear the word "Werelupe"? More than likely, you think of a large and powerful beast filled with fury and the desire for bloodshed. You think of a horrible monster dwelling in the Haunted Woods that will hunt you down as soon as look at you. What if I told you that this was not the case?
|The Faerie of Ars Arcanium: Part Two|
"What do you mean she's the key to it?!" Sinisal said in bewilderment. She hadn't expected it to be this easy and truthfully neither did Diakumablo, although he tried to appear like he did.
|And Then There Was Silence: Part Five|
Finneus hops carefully over the foggy waters of Bogshot Swamp, trying his best not to fall into the nasty, seemingly-gelatinous marsh. It's difficult, however, to maintain his balance when he's got tired, achy wings drooping behind him and his hands are full of treasures.