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Circulation: 193,626,794 |
Issue: 703 | 16th day of Collecting, Y17 |
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Short Stories
 | 700 Weewoos"Maybe letting out 700 Weewoos wasn't such a good idea." I said, trying to make it sound like it was no big deal.
by sparkleeze |  | Adventures in Lutari IslandAlyssa the Camouflage Uni stared out the window of the Neohome she lived in with her siblings. She longed to be outside, exploring the jungle like she always loved to do. Grinning, Alyssa silently slid open her window. She dotted down a quick note that read, "Gone adventuring. I'll try to be back for dinner!", and flew out the window.
by dunefurandlilypelt |  | You Had One JobBut what’s with the herbs? You literally eat out every night; the most I’ve seen you cook is toast, and it’s never even very good toast, and yet now you’re buying exotic herbs and- are you chopping those herbs, Jhudora? You have multiple greasy Shenkuuvian takeout boxes from that place with the peeling pink paint and yet here you are cooking. That doesn’t seem like you, Jhudora.
by quanticdreams |  | I'm Going To Make Things RightI stood in the doorway of my safety deposit box. Clutter filled every inch, items ranging from old Neggs to 500,000 Neopoint scrolls saved from my earlier years. My Neopets stood silently in the doorway, taking in the mess. “AAAA-CHOO!”
by jrayeb3 |  | All For One and One For AllThe morning rays of warm sunlight beamed down on the sleeping world of Neopia. Most dared not open their eyes to greet the morning, well, almost. Brayden was a chipper young Usul. In his head sat two round Sapphire eyes set fixed on nothing but the bowl of Asteroid Puffs Cereal that sat in front of him and the silver spoon in his hand.
by bun_bun_98 |  | Like Falling Asleep“Is she coming back?” Marya asked. “Of course she is,” Caden said. “She loves us.” “Then where is she?”
by esthers123 |  | Eternal DivaIt was night on the Tyrannia Plateau and even from miles away you could hear the noise from fans at the concert hall, screaming for their favourite bands and song artists. And in one of the dressing rooms, a striped Hissi with blond hair was getting ready for her own performance. Her name was Faith Handler, but her stage name was Whispered Faith.
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Greatest Game Ever Played (Probably)
With this article, I will have been published a total of 11 times. And since this issue of the Times comes hot on the heels of #700, I feel like I owe you all something a bit personal, deeper—some sort of reflection on myself as your fellow Neopian, y'know? I'm going to tell you a story about Cheat!, about a single game that I once watched Xenon play. It took less than ten minutes, and yet it stands head and shoulders above all else as the embodiment of what a roller coaster my decade-plus here has been.
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The Problems of Protesting Weewoos There’s discontent brewing within the generally peaceful Weewoo community. The Coalition for Embitterment, a Weewoo-run group based in Krawk Island, organized public protests after filing a petition against the Neopian Times early last week.Also by sasaki_kyomi
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A Queen's Ascension - Justice: Part Four King Frezon I stood in front of the crowd of Neopets at the bottom of the great steps for the second time this week, with a much more different announcement. It was a stiflingly hot day and he was still getting used to the intense heat in Sakhmet. Khamtef was much further eastwards, heading towards the sea, and often had a cool breeze in the air to help with the temperature. Sakhmet was a different story. But no matter. This had to be done.
by dudeiloled |
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On The Revolution of Heavenly Spears: Part Four …because it never stopped.The incessant clanging rang mercilessly into Ryshu’s ear. The incessant clanging rang mercilessly into Ryshu’s ears, forcing the poor Nimmo out of sleep with its painful volume. Eyes snapping open, he absent-mindedly stumbled out of bed in a zombie-like state, his head still stubbornly thick as solid rock and his body still drenched in ice-cold sweat.
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