Hahaha, this is so silly. Nix told me to write this in case anything happened to us, but he's such a drama queen. I don't think anyone will actually come across this, but just in case I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Tashur. I'm a darigan blumaroo, and I live in this very hut that you've entered; oh, don't worry! He told me to leave the door open, so you're not in any trouble for barging right in. Just clean up when you leave, okay?

... oh, by the way! If you open the cupboard in the kitchen (the one farthest from the sink) you'll find batch of rice cakes. Feel free to help yourself!

Allow me to explain...

Okay, so if you're wondering why I'm gone I suppose the least I can do is explain. Y'see, one night while tidying up after work, I heard a ruckus in the woods. I decide to check out the noise, when I see a ~~stupid~~ ~~helpless~~ faerie techo being attacked by a bunch of werhonds. Now, since I'm a good Samaritan and whatnot, I decide that it's best that I help him. Haha! You should've seen it. He was fending them off because they wanted this Toxic Shroom that he had hunted down in the woods. How ridiculous! It turns out that he was hoping to market the shroom - put it in soaps and whatnot - in order to make a bundle. The poor guy didn't even know they were toxic!

The faerie techo's name is Nix. He calls himself some kind of inventor or entrepreneur or something. And he's asked me to come with him, to help him strike it big, I guess. And I suppose that at the very least, I can stop him from killing himself. I swear, he's such an idiot. (Let's hope he doesn't wake up and see me writing all of this, ha!)

A little about me...

It's four in the morning. I woke up again. This whole thing is making me pretty nervous, heh. I can't believe I'm leaving my home. I built it myself. Granted, it's not the finest craftsmanship, but those leaves on the roof? My doing. The walls, made out of the finest oak trees in Meridell? My doing. But I must be honest, Nix's invitation has me all excited and whatnot. It's about time I left this hut. It's about time I saw Neopia - I'm getting too old too fast. Anyway, I'm using this page to list a few quick facts about myself. Just so you have an idea of what kind of roo I am, in case there's danger of me being forgotten.

Name: Tashur
Birth date: 24th day of Celebrating, Y8
Occupation: At this time, I'm currently unemployed. I lost my job as an accountant, because I wasn't "personable enough." I actually tried for a job today at Brightvale Books, but I was turned down for the same exact reason. Pah!
Relatives: I have two parents on Roo Island, but I haven't seen them in a while. If you're reading this, mum and dad, please excuse the mess!

cleanliness - I tried my best to straighten up before we left, but Nix literally pulled me out of the hut while I was dusting.
healthy food - It's a proven fact that junk food takes an average of 4 years off of your life.
Yes Boy Ice Cream - ... don't look at me like that! Their songs speak to me.

loud noises - My ears pick up on sounds easily.
tiny cupboards - When I get back, it's time for an upgrade!
Meridell - I built my hut on the outskirts. It's scary there at night.

Journal Entries

5th Day of Relaxing, Y9

My parent's going away present to me - a journal. No neopoints, or necessary toiletries, but a journal. How nice of them. I feel so overwhelmed. Gah! Where on Neopia am I going to live?
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Hey. Writing in this page again rather than starting a new one (waste not, want not!) I found a nice little clearing in the woods outside of Meridell. It feels like home. Heard something rustling in the trees earlier today. It ran away before I could get a good look at it.

16th Day of Relaxing, Y9

The hut is finally finished! The one ting I have to thank my parents for is my DIY attitude. And not this cruddy journal. I mean, I hardly write in it. Oh, that rustling noise turned out to be a drugal. He's my new pet. I named him Maxwell. The little guy is a handful, but I could use the company, I suppose. It's raining outside. I had to put a few buckets down because water is coming down through the roof. Perhaps leaves weren't the best idea?

My first job interview is tomorrow in Neopia Central. I have to wake up pretty early to make it there in time. I pray that I'm not late - boy do I need this job! Goodnight!

19th Day of Relaxing, Y9

I didn't get the job.

14th Day of Swimming, Y9

I was paging through the Times this morning, and I found a job opening as an accountant at some corporation in Neopia Central. It doesn't sound like the funnest thing in the world, but hey it's something. Maxwell tore a huge hole in the wall this afternoon. I'm going to spend tomorrow morning patching it up, and then I'm going to work on training him to be less reckless. Also! I found this awesome recipe for rice cakes in the new cookbook that I bought yesterday! I can't wait to try them out!

8th Day of Hiding, Y9

I landed the job! It's terrible, though. So boring, minimum wage, and my boss is a jerk. But neopoints are neopoints. I got a letter from my parents. It turns out they won some Dice-a-Roo competition last week, and they're sending me a check for a few thousand neopoints. Huzzah! Well, I have to wake up early in the morning tomorrow. Last time I was late, my boss looked like he wanted to rip my head off. Goodnight!

3rd Day of Sleeping, Y10

I finally found this journal! Maxwell buried it outside of the hut, I guess. I came across it yesterday while planting some flowers. There are a few bite marks on the binding, but the pages are intact. Oh, journal, how I've missed you. I started hanging up artwork since last year. I just feel that the hut doesn't come across as much of a home. That's why I'm planting the flowers. Oh! I got fired from my job today; that's really the reason why I thought to write in here. Now I need to go ahead and look for another one. I can't believe they thought I wasn't "personable enough." I mean, really? Tomorrow I'm spending all day going to interviews. Maybe I'll get lucky and find a new job. One that I don't hate. Well, I hear my tea boiling. I've adopted the habit of having tea and rice cakes every night before bed. Maxwell seems to like the rice cakes a lot, but then again he'll eat anything... including the binding of this journal, hehe. Goodnight!

10th Day of Swimming, Y10

Well, I'm off! Nix says that "time is of the essence", and that we need to leave as soon as possible. I wasn't able to clean up much, but I did leave information like Nix asked me to, and I'm also leaving my journal in case anyone finds it interesting. To be honest, I'm pretty excited... and also a bit nervous. But I can at least say without a doubt that I'm not lonely. It's been quiet around here now that Maxwell isn't around. This is just what I needed. Hopefully someday I'll stop back and find things in relatively good order, but I have no idea where the future will take me. And with that, I bid you all farewell! Bye!

Artwork of me

I commission this guy - Will, I think his name is - to draw pictures of me (he needs the neopoints, I need the wall art). Here are some of the drawings that I could manage to find (drag into your address bar to see full size - whatever that means.):

I also have some art of my done by people other than Will. Sadly, I've lost most of them as the years have gone by.

Adoptables

Here's something for you to remember me by. There aren't any rules, but I ask that you leave the link to the page here. and for your own good, don't enter them into the BC.Customs on the new adoptables are open!

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