|There are ants in my Lucky Green Boots
||Issue: 380 | 20th day of Awakening, Y11
|The Adventures of Jake the Explorer!: Part Six"Exploring, eh? That's what I LIVE for. How 'bout we team up together, eh, old chap?" Mr. Colchester grinned my way. |
|Sky Pirates!: Part FourThe crew didn't need telling twice. They rushed to light the cannons. A few moments later, three cannonballs were hurled across the ocean. |
|Pipes: Part Six"Today, men and women, we are doing the same thing that we've done for five years. Cleaning."|
|The Tale of Woe: The Musical! - Part FiveTest and dig, test and dig,
This graveyard certainly is big!
|Smell the Scents: Part Five"Joe, are you sure this is safe?" asked Timmy nervously. They had been plodding along Joe's thin path for a while now...|
|A Mysterious Heir: Part FourSyri couldn't take it anymore. "I am the princess of Mysica! Answer my question right now!"|
|Farside Base: Part ThreeI was just following Kent out of the room as the view outside the window-wall dissolved into static...|
|Her Majesty's Champions: Part ThreeSomeone banged on the door of the Grand Council Chamber. "Milady Fyora! I must speak with you at once!"|
|Cycle of the Moon: Part FiveWhen they arrived at the pavilion, Huanyi was already there. The pink Kougra was busy giving orders...|
|An Unlikely Group of Heroes: Part Three"What do you mean, it's closed?" a high-pitched voice screamed in the distance. |
|Outsider Within: Face of Evil - Part TwoHe half smiled. "I still haven't seen you fight with that skinny sword of yours. It's just for show, isn't it?"|
|A Love of Music: Part Two"Uh, Lydia, I-well-I lost some of our Neopoints."|
|Chasing Moons: Part TwoThe view through the windshield was a chaotic swirl of purple and black. She had to drag her hands around the array of buttons to ignite the secondary jets. This was, if it could so be called, the tricky part.|
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"The Story of a Silent Prisoner" by dragonstorm_75
I still wish for freedom, ever wondering when Lord Darigan shall release me from my cold, unforgiving cell. I write my diary now, for two reasons. One is because I cannot speak, and two is because I want others to know of my plight, and what happened oh so many years ago that robbed me of my life and speech... I was once a noble, brave protector of the Darigan Citadel before its destruction...
There was something about fleafs, though... maybe because they were so miniscule, maybe because as soon as you saw one it jumped – vanished – and then you had no idea where it was.
|To Lab Or Not To Lab|
To lab or not to lab. That is a very important question to ask yourself before you go all out and buy those expensive secret map pieces.