|The most fantastic thing in the universe!
||Issue: 246 | 30th day of Relaxing, Y8
|Colors, Colors, EverywhereFor as long as they could remember living with
Usa, they had been overshadowed by painted pets everywhere. They had been ridiculed
since their first day of Neoschool...|
|A Yullie's Day OutJanichen plopped a small,
dense bundle of yellow fur into the Usul's lap. "I read somewhere that spending
time with your petpet makes you more relaxed," she explained...|
|The Revenge of Albert the KacheekSo you're here expecting some heroic story about how I,
Albert the Kacheek, gained my freedom of the Esophagor? Well...|
|Wish for AuthorityRoyGBiv, or Roy as most called him, groaned.
How could his Meerca sister love doing chores? It seemed it seemed as if that
was all he and Zeppy did...|
|The Black Hole: Elon's StoryBut Elon Hughlis had other plans. "Not this time!"
he yelled back to her, and threw the Yooyuball as hard as he could into the
|Victory is Ours in the End"At least this time it wasn't a total embarrassment..."
Derlyn stated, sighing and sitting on the bench...|
|PerplexedThen again, the puzzle was missing the bottom row
|The Fall of JhudoraOn this certain day, an Eyrie was sauntering
down the street, followed by a Kougra and a Lupe. They were not anything extraordinary;
nay, they looked quite mundane...|
|Cannoneer and the Altador Cup "Duh! It's my home team, plus they've got Garven
Hale, the best goalkeeper in the league!" Cannoneer explained...|
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Team Haunted Woods
Their fan base growing with each goal they score, they are enjoying more support this year than they have in the past several tournaments combined. With such an increase in fan following, they have become one of the four hottest teams in the tournament, and I was surprised that I managed to book an interview with the team immediately following their well-earned victory against Brightvale. I found the team in the halls of the Colosseum, cheering excitedly...
|Too Many Rotten Old Shoes?|
There is reason
to believe there is an entire underground organization or mystical village of
retired shoemakers dedicated to recycling the same several million shoes to
bring great angst and mystery into our lives or really polluted waters.
|The Price of Faith: Part Three|
"But what about avalanches?" I hissed, my eyes
widening at the mere thought, and then flicking up to the gleaming icicles above
as though expecting them to take my cue and come shattering down at any moment...