|Voice of the Neopian Pound
||Issue: 278 | 9th day of Awakening, Y9
|Fanmail for JhudoraShe shuddered at the thought of a Jhudora Appreciation Day. She didn’t want to be appreciated. She wanted to cause terror and panic...|
|Her GoodbyeThe Uni stood there, the silent breeze gently running through her mane and tail...|
|Masila: After the BattleThe storyteller gave a tiny smile and straightened, using a staff to help her. A terrible fall in the distant past had hurt her backbone considerably...|
|From Thyora to FyoraIt was fifty years into Thyora's reign when she disappeared that day. Fyora was off at Neoschool studying Neopian History...|
|Out of PlaceOh no, I thought. Oh no, oh no, oh no... My thoughts melded into the darkness that sent me flying into another world, away from everything I cared for, cherished, falling away in one single zap...|
|Escape from the Darigan Citadel!Would you brave the dungeons of the Darigan Citadel for 10,000 neopoints?|
|Shush for the Screamer"Hi, Susie," whispered a familiar voice. Miriam was kneeling down on the carpet. Sitting next to her was a small Baby Acara, the one who, Susannah presumed, had just screamed...|
|Long Lost At Sea"Oh, really?" Hannah replied unhurriedly, wrinkling her nose in amusement. She paused a few moments to savor the salty spray from the ocean's waves - this was what she lived for... |
|Just Different, Just MorningGloryEarly_MorningGlory sat at the window, watching the rising sun paint the pure white snow pink and gold. The yellow Lupe was curled up on the window seat, wearing an old fashioned dress. She was scribbling away on a piece of paper, attempting to ignore the chaos issuing through out the rest of the house...|
|Only for JhudoraNeither wind, rain, snow nor hail could keep the purple Shoyru called Elisha from completing one of Jhudora's quests...
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"Masila: After the Battle" by natasha_nguyen
The storyteller seemed to smile again. It was hard to tell, when her face was almost entirely hidden by the rough material of her hood. "Ah, you younglings. All you want are tales of light, of golden heroes, of triumph over evil. Beings who become so warped by tales that they are transformed into creatures of utter perfection. You want glistening statues of heroism and good endings that finish so peacefully and dramatically..."
|Making Guilds Fun!!!|
Yes, it is time to get the fun on! Here is a starter list of games, activities, and guild services you and your guild can do to make things a bit more fun.
|(Almost) Ten Fun Uses for Your Lawnmower|
I have never once read a good list, or even a bad one, on the many uses of a lawnmower. Tragically, it seems that most people really do not know how extraordinarily functional this handy piece of machinery is!
|Catching Up: Part One|
It was a fine day, crisp and cool as an autumn day should be, when the incoming class of Faerie Academy lined up alongside the practice field to wait for their instructor...
|Afternoon Tea: Part Three|
"Oh, please!" cried Gloria, still standing up. "The Afton I'm friends with would never put hundreds of workers out of a job! You are not the friend I knew..."