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Issue: 1050 | 30th day of Sleeping, Y28 |
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 | Miasmora & Wisric's Grand Meridellian MisadventureBehind her, she could feel the ghostly Isoldeia's pursuit. Collab with meercamaster184
by phadalusfish |  | In the MarginsTavasz blinked dazedly as the watery late afternoon sunlight managed to pierce a rare hole in the cloud cover. Her first impulse was to groan and throw her tail over her face to block out the light, but when...
by shinkoryu14 |  | The Heist at the Chocolate Factory.The forests of Meridell lay wrapped in heavy fog while every tree around was fading into pale shadows. As Thoren slowed down at last...Collab with rascle90 & kikepv
by sebaspet717 |  | A Haunted School, Hidden Deep in the WoodsHalton realised he had to do something quick; he needed to hide, so he dashed into the open locker and shut the door. As soon as the locker door was shut, the door...Collab with vicunas
by greenj12356 |  | Shadow of the NightCinder gestured for Shadow to follow them behind the Cork Gun Gallery, where a small campfire burned in a sheltered spot, hidden from casual view. Several large bags and equipment cases were stacked nearby.
by lupekid_lover |  | The Year Without an Advent CalendarThe trek to Maraqua was long but relatively pleasant. Noella could've taken the bus, but it's usually chock full of tourists, and really she didn't mind a nice walk and some fresh air. It gave her time to think...
by noileh |  | The Dream Quest: EternityDmria folded her arms and surveyed the two Neopians before her: Solanza, her beloved sister, looking tired yet triumphant, and the single most haggard and filthy creature she had ever laid eyes on.
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Headlines "A Weewoo Rivalry" by dennykins ”Alright, everyone, gather ‘round!” Athena called out to the mail room. “Edition 1050 is coming up. It’ll be our biggest delivery day of the year by far, so treat today’s issue as a practice run. As your head of delivery logistics, I’ll be watching closely to see who’s up to this massive task. Is that understood?” “Yes, boss!” replied the chorus of assembled White Weewoos, with enthusiasm. Satisfied, Athena the Zafara returned to her office and closed the door, leaving the petpets to prepare for delivery. Max stood at his locker, tucked away to the side of the mail room. He put on his postal uniform and slung his delivery bag over his head and under his flightless wings. Would today be the day? He envisioned pinning the coveted Team Leader badge on himself, beaming with pride. His vision dissipated, however, when he saw the shiny gold brooch reflecting at him from Henry’s uniform instead of his own. “All good, Max? Ready to go?” Henry asked. “As ever!” Max replied with a salute, his feigned enthusiasm masking his disappointment. Each delivery of the Neopian Times had a Team Leader Weewoo. This was the Weewoo with the best delivery stats, the fastest and most accurate, who oversaw each of the other Weewoos. Theoretically, the Team Leader could change with every delivery...
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The White Weewoo Attack Tt was a Friday afternoon, and Florezca the Pink Draik eagerly retrieved her delivery of the Neopian Times, hoping to enjoy the interesting pieces which had been published for Issue 1050.
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