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A Bad Experience

The dark swamp would scare most Neopians, but not Sophie. She had never feared the dark...

by a_greenparrot
To Play a Clarinet

Ducky put it together to reveal that the jumble of pieces was actually a clarinet. She put on a reed, and began to play.

by duckyaisha
Memoirs of a Neglected Wocky

Ever since I was born, I've been in my sister's shadow.

by amily70
MAGAX: Destroyer

I would never ordinarily have ventured so deep into the Haunted Woods, but I needed some clawmatoe to make Mrs. Nelson's potion before the next day...

by jokerhahaazzz
Click, Click, Click...

A monotonous afternoon in Tyrannia doesn't have to be so boring!

by sunshine_nine9
The Misfit

"I thought it would add some color to your room." I knew my explanation would be futile. Poison kept her bedroom in varying shades of grey and black.

by smiles8887
My Life As A Magaral

A lone blue Bruce came strolling in, took one meaningful look at us all lined up neatly on the display bench, then promptly walked out of the shop without a single purchase.

by rainbow2skittle
Starry-Eyed

A starry Blumaroo wins the trip of her dreams... or is it really?

by mint_green_
Please Leave Money in Jar

You find an old tape recorder with a grainy voice telling of exploration. Why is it left here...

by sunshine_nine9
A Painted World

I told them someday I'd get them all painted up nice and beautiful, and as the years passed... less and less of me wanted to do just that.

by mintsp
Misery at the Pound

"Hmmm... you must have been made for an avatar," mused Dr. Death. The Techo hated when owners did that.

by chubycheeks16
Petpet Talk: The Party

Arnold yawned, bored out of his mind. It seemed Karl was having some kind of party.

by christmas_ice
 
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"Please Leave Money in Jar" by sunshine_nine9
Wandering through Geraptiku one afternoon (that afternoon after you finally escaped the deserted tomb), you stumble across a small tape recorder. Curious, your neopet picks it up and presses play. There's a grainy noise, and then a monotone voice starts to whisper...




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From Achrei's Lab Notebook: "The NP in a Name"
Exactly how much more is a well-named pet 'worth' in comparison to a badly-named pet?

by aplistia

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After the Abandonment
So you've just disowned your Neopet.

by mystery_island111223

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The Tale of Woe: The Musical! - Part Two
What ever can I do? What foulness was the cause?

Was it that evil brew that came from Krawley's claws?

by rosabellk


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Thing: Part Four
She couldn't exactly explain how her mood had changed so quickly. Perhaps it was the prospect of getting rid of that Thing today.

by haahaa113

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Fancy a Simple Game of Chance?
Let's play!

Art by essyllus

by kaddisti


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Seeking Kacheek!
Happy Kacheek Day!

Art by ameya23

by confutation




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