Random Day Special

Nostalgia
by sleekbunny94

2004 as if it was just yesterday
running off the yellow bus
scattering up the stairs
to sit in that black leather spinning chair 

I'd lean to my right and press the big button 
light up that old dell desk top
listen to the sound of it warming up  
A whole different world of amazement 

in the search bar
13 letters and just two dots 
I would be escorted to my favourite spot 
Neopets -no tags here-

I would spend hours 
just shopping, feeding and playing 
I always had a Pet waiting 

As each year went by, 
I eventually forgot
I wasn't playing anymore games 
feeding nor shopping 

The world turned faster and faster,
I started hanging with friends,
and began playing soccer 

I stopped sitting in the black leather chair 
and was way more worried about my hair 
or who was outside and who was my ride

Eventually I was all grown, 
even had a home of my own,
kids playing and now feeling alone,
this big world is no fun now that I'm all grown 

One day, my laptop opened,
I looked at a few sites
but they all were outdated and broken 

I suddenly remembered
those 13 letters 
with those two simple dots 
I typed them in and
there I was at my favourite spot.

My Wocky Love
by aaron123uk

I love my Wocky with all my heart,
I couldn't think of being apart,
We go for walks all the time,
I'm so happy that she is mine,
Cloud coloured fur-
So Thick and furry,
She's fast as the wind
Always in a hurry...

I love her big bushy tail,
and her "Rub my ears,"
Always comes quick when her name she hears.

Loves her Plushies; their her favourite thing,
What's the most fun for her?
When we're walking... Around Neopia...
with me she loves,
she's my gift sent from the Faerie clouds above.

A great big tongue that licks my face
Has a bouncy bed, her very own space
Big blue eyes always surprised,
She's my best friend... I cannot lie.
In Italian beautiful is Bella,
That's why her name is BellaAella.

Baked Apple with Snowberries: A Scrumptious Winter Treat
by _brainchild_

A Baked Apple with Snowberries, sure to delight,
Is delicious---no finer dessert is in sight.
Perfect for winter season, snowberries enthrall.
This tasty, baked fruit is so scrumptious to all.

Apple crunches so nicely when you take a bite.
This is quite satisfying---would you say I'm right?
That's because it's been baked. Not your mundane old fruit
Will be found here, since boring foods would get the boot.

Chocolate dip pleases taste buds with flavour so sweet.
Everyone would agree it's a quite joyous treat!
Apple has been topped off with snowberries and cream
Super yummy, so every gourmand wants to scream.

Every winter, if you seek the perfect dessert,
A Baked Apple with Snowberries surely can't hurt!
It's so tasty. You'll love it, so buy one today.
Why, it's time to go shopping without a delay.

The Wintery Faellie
by triarthrus_eatoni

Once upon a time,
there was a Faellie made of Snow!
Her snowy fur was quite sublime,
and on adventures she was sure to go!

She had wings of white behind her,
which carried her through the winds!
When she flew she was like a blur,
and her heart she would not rescind.

She saw upon the mountain,
there was a shining spot.
It was a mystic fountain,
from a land that time forgot.

She flew through the gusts atop it,
and finally found her way!
When she clutched her enchanted locket,
good fortune came to stay!

The fountain shined in many colors,
from white to blue to green!
It was searched for by many others,
but to only the Faellie it was seen!

She reached her paws into the liquid,
and drank it like a spring!
She saw a groove that was befitted,
on the wall above the stream!

So with a flight of her might out of sight,
she flew to the wall within the cave!
When she walked into the light,
her joy was here to stay!

La machine à crème glacée
by werdesy

Lors d’un match de la machine à crème glacée
Un niveau d’anxiété élévé
Les différentes saveurs à éviter
Me donnent envie de les dévorer

La crème glacée au poisson laisse à désirer
Heureusement, il y a la cerise sur le sundae!
Les boosts de couleurs Olé! Olé!
Miam, laissez moi me régaler!

Dans ce jeu ou un dessert va règner
Un petit Chia est là pour esquiver
Je crois qu’il aimerait mieux se faire lancer
de nombreuses boules de crème glacées

Ce jeu hivernal est bien aimé
Un avatar y est même lié
Très difficile, vous me direz!
Impressionnant à observer!

Musique rétro divertissante et amusée
La victoire est gagnée
Il est temps de la petite danse de la crème glacée
Ce trophée est bien mérité 

Vive le jeu de la Machine à crème glacée!

Gilly's Game
by midnightfrost444

In the Haunted Woods one chilly eve,
Young Gilly sat in thought.
She recalled how not that long ago
She'd been captured and left to rot.

T'was Eliv Thade behind it all;
A spirit who was quite a pest.
She'd played his game and saved herself,
She'd put his ghost to rest.

But Gilly felt for Eliv Thade,
For he'd been driven mad.
Perhaps, the brave little Usul thought,
He wasn't all that bad?

So Gilly thought of what to do,
And decided in the end,
That maybe what Eliv Thade really needed,
Was just to have a friend!

Gilly went back to her home,
And made Eliv Thade a gift.
Then set out for his castle,
Determined to mend the rift.

Eliv Thade did not appear, of course,
Since last time he had been banished.
Though the Usul checked in every room,
It seemed that he had vanished.

So she sat down in the library,
And unpacked the gift she'd made.
And on a little reading desk
Was where it would be displayed.

It was a game she'd brought for him,
A board she'd made herself.
She'd even written a book of rules!
She placed them on a shelf.

Then Gilly sat for a little while longer,
And when she could wait no more,
She moved a piece upon the board,
And set out for the door.

The next night when she checked back in,
The board had been slightly moved.
The rulebook was open;
One more turn had been taken.
Eliv Thade approved!

Gilly smiled and thought a bit,
Then moved a piece in turn.
Night by night she'd play the game.
Because her new friend had returned.

Neopian Creatives
by bittersweet52

Hidden beneath the streets of the town
Is the aptly named Neopian Underground
Here the arts and literature thrive
With a community bent on keeping creativity alive

With patience and love, they toil at their crafts
Reworking their sketches, editing their drafts
And when they feel their work is enough
How to find out if it's really up to snuff?

Why - contests of course! There are many around
Where you can gain recognition and renown
And on top of that, there are prizes too
To encourage you to do the best you can do

The prizes are funded by patrons unknown
Ranging from high-value to medium-low
While the artists appreciate the monetary boon
What we all really want is that one day soon

Others will take in our words and art
Let it infuse them and take root in their heart
Carry it with them as they go about their day
And let it move them in mysterious ways

That is why creators do what we do
To give something of us to each one of you
To share our passion and vision and joy
Not just for a shiny new book, plush, or toy!

Scary Scary Skeith
by kellyclark1115

A Mutant Skeith may look scary,
but I assure you they're full of love!
They're always hungry,
willing to eat a cake or glove!

Some are a little picky though,
they'll kindly reject your food.
You might hear a soft "ewww",
please don't think they're rude!

I heard they enjoy noodles,
any type they can get!
Recently they want to try gyoza,
but haven't found any yet.

With fearsome claws and wings,
they strike fear everywhere,
but there's no need to turn
and run away in despair.

Under those sharp spikes,
and eyes that seem to glow,
they just want to eat snacks,
so be sure to say hello!

The Seasonal Attack Pea
by tatyanne

It is the time of the year of joy and glee—
We run to the Advent Calendar with delight.
How we all hope for a Seasonal Attack Pea—
Wishing on shooting stars every single night.

Unexpectedly powerful is this little green orb—
It is so tiny yet possesses unmatched strength.
I simply cannot help but admire it with great awe,
And to receive one I would go to great lengths.

The Seasonal Attack Pea also has a family,
That is just as formidable and as strong.
There is the Attack Pea and Super Attack Pea,
And for all three Peas I so wistfully long.

The Attack Pea looks plain but do not be fooled,
For its might is thoroughly and truly unmatched.
The Super Attack Pea has a red cape as a tool,
And zooms by so quickly it is impossible to catch.

In the month of Celebrating we wish for one Pea—
The Pea that is wearing a little red Santa hat.
I cannot express how extremely happy I would be,
And my Neopet would be even happier at that!

Reina's Return
by darthtingle

She's festive and she's jolly
her nose is red like joy
bedecked with lights and ribbons--
Reina! She's here! Oh boy!

Neopia's in winter,
and the sun is setting quick,
but up on Terror Mountain
our celebration's thick.

So snag a Negg for munching
or grab a Globe to shake
or put some chocolate in a mug
and cheer for cheering's sake.

They say that day by day
there's more gifts to be found --
not just the ones so obvious
but secret ones, so look around.

Specifically, I'll tell you:
it's Reina you should find
when reading advent comics,
look out! keep her in mind!

Then happily she'll grant you
a secret bonus gift
to spread the celebration
and give your hearts a lift.

She's cheery and she jingles
her flair's bested by none
Her name? Reina the Aisha!
Hoorah! She brings us fun!

The Not So Random Tree Topper
by maculose

A Maraquan Techo was decorating his tree.
This season made him as happy as can be. 
He had several ornaments and festive lights.
There were several colours that were all bright.

His Petpet swam while smiling big.
This Maraquan Yooyu began to jig.
He loved the holidays like his friend,
So he never wanted it to come to an end.

As the Techo’s tree was almost complete,
He stood there admiring accomplishing this feat. 
The tree was huge but worth the work.
He was extremely happy and had no smirk.

Then he noticed something seemed quite off.
Something made him begin to scoff.
The top of the tree was clear as can be.
Something was missing on top of the tree.

The Techo looked all around,
But nothing seemed to want to be found.
The Techo did not know what to do.
He had nothing old or new.

His Yooyu saw that he was as sad,
So he wanted to help him rather bad.
He got an idea and swam with haste.
He sat on the tree with no time to waste.

The Techo looked up with a large smile.
His Yooyu had helped without being vile.
“You are the perfect topper, thank you so much!
Now I will treat you to your favorite lunch!”
 
The Techo and Yooyu had competed the rest.
Decorating together was always the best.
They loved what they did to their festive home.
It’s easier when you realize you’re never alone.

A Boochi Battle
by neoaggie99999

All psyched up for my very first fight
Wait for my foe to be introduced
Ready to attack with all my might
And out from the shadows pop a baby Bruce?

"Boochi!" it coos, with a pretty red bow
Licking off green Pea and Ham Baby Food
Flipper hoisting Baby Bruce Blocks in tow
Looking wide-eyed but quite subdued

Suddenly, I blink and he’s gone vamoose
Down from below, he flings a spiked rattle
Shots from his tiny ray gun fly loose
And so we launch a ferocious battle

Pelted by blots of spoiled milk curds
Barraged by a series of bubble beams
That whiff must be dung, is that absurd?
Please tell me I am in some terrible dream

Boochi belts out a piercing shriek
All right, that's enough - I cry, "I surrender!"
Do not underestimate this pipsqueak
Boochi is sure one feisty contender.

Over The Years At Neopets
by chai7705

Way long ago -- how long was it now?
Twenty-four years, plus a few weeks and days
In a Year we now know as One
The Fifteenth of Storing, as we say

A magical place of wonder began
Neopia had arrived and appeared
While us Neopians discovered and explored
And met our Pet friends we hold dear

Our Neopets, though some different now
Morphed or converted over time
Some fondly remember these funny fellows
From way, way back in their prime

The Fleye, the Tigren, the cute Polypup
Frogstomps and Jibjibs, too
The Badeek went through just a small change
Unlike Eyrie, once Cerpull to Tatsu

Even the land itself has aged over years
With cities and islands' new shores
Like Lutari Island, came and gone
And Faerieland no longer floats and soars

Through wars and through strife, Neopia's overcome
The darkest of times and tough fights
But Festivals, Cups, and Celebrations were had
For in the end, our Neopets were all right

As Year Twenty Five soon comes to a close
In the midst of our yearly fave, the Advent
I wonder what Year Twenty Six will hold?
Many share my same excitement!

A quarter of a century is certainly a feat
Especially since every day, whenever
For me, my sweet Neopets always did wait and greet
And for that I will love them forever.

More than Just Teeth
by decaf0n

There's a Tyrranian Pet that might seem scary
At first glance, you may be wary
Large bodies, huge teeth, menacing tail
May just make you run away with a wail

And while those things are certainly true
All focus on that just won't do
There's so much more than a menacing snarl
In the hearts and minds of every Grarrl

You see, there are sides to our mighty friends
To which much appreciation should lend
So let's do the right thing and give our time
Paying no attention would be a crime!

Most obvious may be their pride of strength
About it they'd talk to anyone at length
Though you may hear just growls and roars
You'd learn the truth in a Battledome spar

One honored so: none other than Torakor
Of the Twelve Protectors of Altador
Through strength and courage did The Gladiator rise
Such a stellar example--even seen in the skies

There is another facet of which to be aware
One that should always be treasured with care
Once a friend of a Grarrl you've made
Rest assured you'll never be betrayed

Like Grarrg, army Commander of Tyrannia's whole
Ever loyal to his people, a beautiful goal
Against invaders, their lands he did defend
Such heart you can expect from every Grarrl friend

Teeth and strength and roars, those are granted
That's part of the charm that's got me enchanted
But once you come to see there's so much more
Grarrls you too will come to adore

Hubert the Mynci
by spukl1

Hubert the Mynci works at the hot dog store,
His shelves are stacked from the ceiling to the floor.
Hubert can be found dressed in purple and yellow,
He’s a friendly Mynci you can count on him to say “Hello!” 

Hubert’s hot dogs are quite a sight,
The smells fill the air and you can grab a bite.
Take a pick of your favorites - is it the Diamond or Triple,
Or the Kelp dig indeed, there’s also one that’s a Ripple!

Grab your hot dog and your condiments, 
There’s ketchup, mustard or even some with prints.
Hubert is an honest and fun shopkeeper,
His shop is full and it couldn’t be cheaper.

Hubert’s hot dogs are flavorful and fun, 
Grab an extra and put it on a bun.
Hubert is a Mynci with fantastic taste,
He eats his extra dogs and doesn’t let them go to waste.

A Blumaroo’s Holiday Haul
by widgewoo

Amidst festive cheer, 'neath the snow's gentle fall,
A tale unfolds of a little Neopet's present haul.

It’s December in Neopia, Christmas cheer is in the air,
A little Blumaroo is too scared to visit The Snowager’s lair,

With a heart full of love, she wants to gift,
Where else can she get presents? Could she beg? Could she thrift? 

An idea popped into the young Blumaroo’s head, 
Gifts from the water, she can fish! She’d learnt from a book she’d read.

To Ye Olde Fishing Vortex she makes her way,
With these presents, her friends would have the best Christmas Day.

When she arrived she was met with her greatest fear,
The water had frozen, she refused to shed a tear.

Determined - the Blumaroo devises a plan,
With patience and Christmas spirit, she began.

She gathered some tools, oh did she hurry,
Running back to the ice, determined not to worry.

With each crack, she saw a glimmer of hope,
She thought of the gifts, maybe a Nupie or a Noak. 

Though the water's frozen, hope burns bright,
With a wish in her heart, she continues the fight.

Her friends in mind, she gives one final smash,
Down comes the axe, she’d done it at last!

She casts her line, thinking of all the presents she might loot, 
She reels in her line and gets… 

Old Rotten Right Boot!