Welcome to page dedicated to telling you about wonders and dangers of the Seven Hundredth and Thirtieth Lucie.

There are tales of a great spirit, living deep beneath the sea...

This spirit kills all those who see it.

Tell me, do you believe these rumors to be true?

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Note: the following won the Pet spotlight!

Location: Neopian University [Grand Lecture Hall]

The elderly nimmo professor walked into his crowded lecture hall for his weekly seminar. He was Neopia renown for searching and following tips and leads to find mysterious creatures – from the Krawk island monster, the Chasm Beast, to the Terror Mountain snow beast... he had searched (and found!) evidence for them all. The good professor (his name was Wallace Winchester) had discovered that some of these "beasts" managed to be quite false; others, very much so real.

Now, before we continue, Wallace names these monsters "Lucie", after his traveling companion and petpet, Lucie the Meepit. The very first Lucie discovered all those years ago, was in fact his meepit – a less than auspicious beginning, but following Lucies were much more exciting, such as the aforementioned Krawk Island Monster. Recently, however, Wallace and his Lucie had been suffering a "Lucie" dry spell. The seven hundredth and twentieth Lucie turned out to be a false alarm; just a small poogle hiding in the bushes in the Lost Desert. The next nine had not been any more interesting. However, today, Professor Wallace Winchester had come to report on the seven hundred and thirtieth Lucie. This is how he began:

This is a beast of unimaginable proportions; it was long rumored that there was a monster that lurked underneath the sea, sinking ships as it felt like. Of course, you've all heard of another similar Lucie I've discovered – the giant mutated Quadrapus – which also sinks ships. But I digress..."

As the students hung on to his every word and began to scribble illegibly, Winchester proudly looked on. He loved to reminisce about his previous life as a student. But he loved to talk and brag about his discoveries so much more. He continued:

But this Lucie is different! I don't know how it eluded my tip line for all these years. I've discovered it's much like a maraquan grarrl, but in a way, not like one at all. This is so because of a few reasons: one tooth is the size of a basketball, it only shows up when there is a storm and it rarely leaves any survivors in its wake. For centuries, sailors have been reporting sightings of it, but there was never any evidence of its existence." Professor Winchester paused dramatically. The sound of mad scribbling continued on. "However, now there is." Allowing a break for an audible gasp, he continued to speak in a hushed whisper. "I've seen it with mine 2 eyes. A filming crew I sent out a week ago during an unseasonably rough storm never returned. However, I did manage to find remains of their damaged ship. The wooden hull had evidence of extremely large bite marks, and the video they had washed on shore. The video is what I am going to show you now".

The lights were immediately flickered off, and the video began. It was a stormy gray day, with thunder booming in the background. Rough waves attacked the sides of the ship, and while some sailors were shouting, gale force winds were bombarding the microphone. A voice shouted "There it is!" and the camera shifted views to the direction of the voice. A gigantic mouth – the size of a bus! – came out of the rough sea; its teeth sharpened... it was almost too frightening to look at! The same voice screamed "No...! Don't come any closer...!", but immediately after, the video came to an abrupt end, but the last image was clear: the monster's bright, red eyes.

Professor Wallace Winchester looked positively ill after the lights turned back on. "This is just one attack perpetrated by this creature. There is no doubt that there were countless more." The room was thick with silence and fear.

So what do I call this creature? It has no name – just the seven hundred and thirtieth Lucie. But some sailors just call her the beast beneath."

Beware.

Name: Unknown
Identification Number: 730
Size: Bus length
Distinguishing features: Bright red eyes

Sightings of this particular Lucie are rare; some sources are rather dubious in nature, but there are some very old records of the creature going as far back as 500 years ago. Some common traits of the beast (according to our sources) are that she has a dark blue body with hints of teal and white on her fins, as well as a white underbelly. There is extreme emphasis on her dull red eyes (one source even dared to compare them to rubies). She does not respond to any reasoning and is quick to lash out.

In every reported sighting, it is noted that it is always stormy, windy, and the water is always rough. This Lucie rarely shows her self, and prefers to circle around ships, moving "fairly fast". She attacks back violently without warning, sometimes shooting lighting beams out of her mouth (although this is unconfirmed). It is best to stay calm and sail your ship to shore as fast as you can from moving when the Seventh Hundredth and thirtieth Lucie is near.

Pirates, you have been warned.

Here is an artist's rendition (aka art by silvergullmon77) of the mysterious beast. Drag and drop the picture to see the entire thing. DO NOT STEAL OR USE FOR YOUR OWN SHARK. More pictures coming soon!

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Old petpage layouts, and the like. Again, drag and drop to see a piece of Lucie's history! Hover for some info.

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There were rumors of the most beautiful fish you've ever seen swimming around these waters. Faerie Nurannas, they're called, and they were the most glorious specimens of Nurannas you'll ever see.

They're rumored to come around once every 10 years; swimming along the coasts, making their way from one side of the sea to the next, only to beginning the cycle again. And now, the beautiful fish with the rainbow colour scales were coming once again. I was 9 years old, so I missed the last time they visited my tiny port town. And boy, I was excited. And the rest of the town was too; ads filled the streets, with fishermen converting their dingy little boats into viewing galleries for the time they were here. Tourists were arriving by the busload and the inns were booked to capacity. Yes, everyone was excited. And rightfully so, as I was to discover!

My father, the ever-enthusiastic sailor, collected everyone's fares happily as he ushered the crowds of tourists on to his little boat called The Lonely Lady. Today, she's anything but lonely – I guess about 50 tourists – and me – eagerly looking off her decks, trying to see the loveliest fish you could ever see. As 50 pairs of eyes scoured the ocean's waters, we waited and waited in anticipation. Hushed, excited gossip filled my ears but I could hear none of it. I was too concentrated in looking in the waters. As the waves rocked the boat gently, I felt my eyes closing until someone shouted "There they are!" and pointed into the distance, where the water seemed to gently ripple and glisten like diamonds even more so than usual.

And they were beautiful. As they approached our boat, they gracefully swam in groups of 3; one leading the way, while its friends (or family members? Guards?) faithfully swam behind. No fish was without a group; no one strayed and everyone remained in an ordinary fashion and then the real show began…!

One leapt into the air, perhaps timidly, at first, as if it was afraid of an audience. Then it's brothers (friends?) followed in unison but then all of the sudden it seemed like they shedded their fear and then 2, and then 4 and then 6 simultaneously proudly leapt into the sky, absolutely determined to show off their glory and skill. Then, it seemed the sky was filled with jumping fish, fluttering their pretty fins so gracefully with each leap I gasped in awe, every time.

Every time.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw another little fish, blue this time, not in sync with the others – perhaps it was a drifter – swimming towards the group. As he got closer, I could tell he looked different, how he was different; he had an unusual horn and a sad looking (albeit somewhat toothy and goofy) smile on his face as he raced towards the swimming fish with their gallant translucent purple fins and their beautiful scales of rainbows and opals. For he too was a Nuranna (a different subspecies, mind you, but still a Nuranna), and it appeared as if he wanted to join in the celebration. Its steadfast determination was remarkable, but when the group sensed his arrival they seemed to immediately stop their joyous leaping and began to swim away.

The tourists grew angry and restless – why had the show stopped? What was that ugly fish doing? As my father apologized and promised a 25% refund to try and calm the angry, I could not help looking at the saddest fish I've ever see. It was not moving in the water; eyes seemed even sadder, and it opened its mouth to let out a sad wail.

Torrhennnnn. Torrrheennn.

The wind seemed to sadly whisper its name as it swam away.

Lucie won the BC 3 times; one bronze, and 2 silver. We're hoping for a gold soon (whenever I get the chance to draw her a new BC worthy picture).

And this is Lucie's proudest achievement: her Pet spotlight win!, on Grarrl day, no less! (October 4th, 2010)

...Needless to say, I'm very proud of her! My award winning shark, hehe ^^;

Wendy, if you're reading this, I just wanted to say thanks for letting me adopt Lucie! I hope you're as proud of her as I am C:

Welcome to a different section of Lucie's page: one about six word stories! Six Word Stories are a type of flash fiction that tells a tale in just six words. For example:

Ernest Hemingway, the author of American Classics such as The Old Man and the Sea and A Farewell to Arms wrote that six word story. And he also called it his best work!

You might be wondering "what's so special about that?". Well, on the surface, it's just 6 words. But six word stories goes further than just the surface - six words can tell a story that a novel can't. You have to infer the details!

By giving people the opportunity to ponder your work, (instead of telling them everything), people will continue to think about your stories after they've read them.

What do I mean? Well from the story "For sale: baby shoes, never worn", we can extrapolate several things:

• Someone really, really wants to get rid of those shoes. (Why?)
• The baby shoes are for sale because the owner needs money (Why?)
• The person trying to sell them must want to get rid of them - it hurts to keep shoes that belong to someone dead/gone. (How? Why?)
• The baby never got to wear the shoes. (Why?)

By making readers wonder Why?, readers can reflect on their own pasts, hopes and dreams for the answer. They can connect six word stories to other stories that they've heard or read. No author can tell everyone their personal life stories; sometimes words can't say it all. But by keeping your six word story open to interpretation, you can get pretty darn close.

Now the question for you is: Can you do better?

» Yes, I do believe I can. «

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Awesome!

You've just taken the first step to writing six word stories!

Since six word stories are, by nature very short, you can let go of a lot of the stuff your English teacher taught you. Things like protagonist, antagonists, climax, resolutions... the list goes on. You can't possibly include all of that in 6 words - so leave it open ended! That's the beauty of six word stories.

You literally have no boundaries - other than keeping it six words, of course.

Oh! It is important to remember to have good grammar and spelling. But that's pretty much a give, right?

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» need a prompt? «

Need some ideas?

• What happened today? Anything exciting? Boring? Notable?
• What are some funny things that make you laugh?
• How do you feel at this very moment?
• Where do you want to visit?
• When is the best time to eat cheese?
• What would you do during a zombie apocalypse?
• What's your favorite place on earth?
• What's on your bucket list?
• How does it feel like to dance?
• What's important to you?
• Who do you admire?
• Describe you favorite photo.

If you have anymore prompts, feel free to mail me! I'd also love to read what you've written!

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