|White Weewoos don't exist. *shifty eyes*
||Issue: 299 | 6th day of Swimming, Y9
|Discovered IntrusionCount von Roo had returned to his castle. Saya stopped and paused in fear, contemplating for a moment whether she should run and hide from him or not...|
|Ghost HuntBlinding light filled the air as the Acara shut the door, and moments later a thundering boom split the silence...|
|The Honorary Feepit vs. The Darkest Meepit"This must be a trick," scoffed Rufus. "A meepit would never come to a feepit for help..."|
|The Worst Of LuckTiv wasn't paying much attention; instead, he was fixated on a strange creature that had wrapped itself around the Wildon's arm. Its white skin shimmered even in the candlelight...
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|An Eternal Season of GivingDid she care if it was almost zero degrees out? No. Did she care that another year was approaching? No. Did she enjoy all this goodwill and happiness? A thousand times no!|
|The Old Switcheroo"Mama, please listen to me! I don't want to be a Uni anymore!"|
|The Great Room Swap"This isn't my room, the door was over there, and the windows were there- oh, hello, what are you doing here?"|
|Time To ShineShone's shoulders sagged with relief. Steel, a Clockwork Yooyu and also her best friend, had come to the rescue...|
|A Letter from Zoing the Mutant YooyuI did not like being treated like this. I wanted to spend more time on the field...|
|In The Pit"How was it, Larry?" a voice asked from the dark as the Fire Yooyu descended into the shadows and the doors slid together again above him. "I heard the Blumaroo throws too hard..."|
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"In The Pit" by dan4884
A flashing red light lit up the Pit suddenly, and a voice crackled, "Clockwork! You're up!" A whirring began, and two green eyes emerged from the dark. The Clockwork Yooyu propelled itself into the elevator, its eyes staring blankly the whole time. Norm could hear a slight ticking emanating...
Those twelve signs are beings both alive and unique unto themselves. So, too, is each being influenced by many hundreds of factors, few of which can be learned by studying these stars alone...
|The Travels of Mijjol Lightwielder: Part Four|
The peak of Terror Mountain was swarming with chaos. Children clutching broken toys wailed in agony, the baby Kacheek sobbing the loudest of all. Their guardians stood around shaking their heads in despair...
|Waiting for Anna: Part Seven|
Anna has to move back to get out of the way of the excited tourists claiming their places. No need to disrupt their order by cutting ahead, she thinks. After all, she has a year...