* Due to some unforeseen circumstances, this pet page will no longer be updated by Ri-Sensei. Please refrain from asking to be added.

Message from Ri-Sensei : All good things must come to an end. It is with a heavy heart that I resign from managing the TOPs members directory. With so many things happening in my life outside of Neopets, I simply do not have the time to frequent this pet site, much less update the pet pages. Will management be handed over to a different TOPS member? Perhaps. But right now I need to focus on the real life things happening around me. Thank you very much for your support and interest in this directory since its release. My best regards to you and may you have many successes here in Neopia.

Message from Moonbeam : It is also with a heavy heart that I undertake the responsibilities of maintaining the TOPS member directory; I would have preferred having Ri-Sensei manage it forever, and I fervently hope that she comes to me one day and takes it back. In the meantime, or until such time comes that it needs to be passed to yet another TOPS member, I will keep the meepits doing the hula on Ningere's pet page and checking momnotlad's neomail once per month for directory-related mail. I will, of course, add names/birthdays when required.

Please be advised: Due to Moonbeam's momentary but total brain death, the directory is a version or two behind again. It has been reset to right after Ri and Moonbeam got it back up. So if you were already on it, and now are not, it's nothing personal, but rather a technical error. Please neomail and you will be put right back on. *blushes* Sorry about that.

Whether or not one is added to the directory as a new TOPS is quite another matter however. For one thing, it's really up to the Great Meepit. The Great Meepit, as has been said before and probably better, doesn't respond to drama, moaning, whining or whinging. :) TOPS makes you welcome regardless of whether or not you are on our directory and should you be added to it, it will be because The Great Meepit has so ordered and _ladymoonbeam_ follows the orders of The Great Meepit faithfully.

The Great Meepit, who lives in the great undergrowth of the Forest, of course, has made it clear that it takes some time to get to know Them Old Plot Solvers and for them to get to know you. In the meantime, come look forward to the next plot with us ... or jump on the current plot's bandwagon! Where will the next plot bring us? Into the jungle? Out to sea? Into the forest near the Lair of The Great Meepit?

Deep, deep in the green forest lieth the Lair of The Great Meepit and it is very, very, very old. It is said that even deeper in the undergrowth, even older and covered by leaves and protected by the very trees themselves, is another kind of Lair. Yes, where no human walketh and only the sounds of the woods make any music, lieth another place ... a fell place suitable for only the Greatest Ebils of Neopia. Oh yes! It is there, in the deep (soooo deep) in the branches and the brambles of the dark of the woods, that the Ebil come to gather for their trials and meetings ... and ... *gulp* ... ceremonies. Ceremonies? Well, there's Halloween, of course, for one.

The Ebil come from ebery ... er ... everywhere. Some are old, some are young, some are ... you know ... in the middle. :) From the Neopian far and wide, hail all who hail the ebil Dr. Sloth. From the shadows and byways of Neopia come the purple and black clad Darigan zealots. Henchmen and minions, pirates from Krawk Island and transients from the Haunted Woods all trample the secret paths in the woods. *shiver* You don't want to meet them there! Some of them would make you shudder even if you crossed their paths in sunny Altador at high noon.

*Hyperventilates* It takes my breath away just trying to describe them to you. In fact, I can't do it; words don't do them justice (although when I want to get under their skin, the words sweet, kind, and/or cute work wonders :P ). But it won't be me who gives away their identities ... nah uh! Just try to get it out of their great pink buddy, The Great Meepit!

It is said, but only in whispers, that a great contest is held, but no one knows how often, and that the competition is like the clash of giants ... or giantesses, of course. In truth, they tell of a title laid upon a winning contestant as if she were a Queen; they tell of a title so absolute, so final ... not the Duchess of Ebil nor the Empress of Ebil. Not even Her Majesty, the Queen of Ebil is quite precise enough to suit this crowd - oh no - they are a discerning, discriminating bunch, the judges. When they judge ebil, they do not fool around. We're not talking snowballs. Don't ask me! No, I don't want to say it out loud! Let us call the last winner of the contest You-know-Who, lest our use of the title call upon us the Lady herself, true ebil in its purest form, which is to say, even more ebil than ... *gulp* ... Dr. Sloth! What do you mean, it's been used? *shakes fist* Oh fine, then! You know what? I'm just going to say it! It's ... It's ... HER EBILITY! Bwahahahahaha!!!! There I said it!

Not impressed, huh? Well, you'll see. *sly smile* After all, the contestants of the great contest of ebil don't spend all their time hiding behind the leaves. Do you think you have you met them? *shudders* Do you think you know HER? The Great Meepit says revealing the secret identity of the current Her Ebility can either get you a TOPS membership or get the denizens of the secret ebil forest undergrowth after you ... but ... WHICHETH IS IT?????? Mwa! Mwaha! Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!