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Ever dream of owning an avatar or gold trophy in Petpetsitter? Getting frustrated because you don’t have the technique and skill? Keep asking others with the high scores what to do? Well, it’s not likely that you’re not good at the game, but the problem is that you have a lack of understanding of the basics...
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Tales from the Haunted Woods: The Ghost Meowclops "This tale begins... on a night like this...
in these very woods..." At that moment, the wind picked up slightly. "Old Mr.
Tunnatin, a grey Lupe, was hobbling about his yard, searching for his petpet
that had died five years earlier. "
by kittylin |
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The Origin of Rivalry Jhudora's jaw dropped. She had never, never
in her whole life seen someone with so many... freckles. Quickly she
realized what this faerie's weak point was.
by shadowcristal |
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Inside an Earth Faerie College The
Institute for Earth Faerie Education has been located on the northernmost island of the little-known trio
for about thirty years, giving earth faeries one of the very finest and most unusual
education.
by resurrectedwarrior |
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Hidden Treasures: Ye Olde Coffee Shoppe Tucked away in a small corner of Neopia, lies the quiet Coffee
Shop, accompanied by the much quieter Coin Shop. At some point in Neopian history,
coffee fell out of favor with the masses and soft drinks arose
by blackcairn |
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Snowglobe: Part Two "You're the one who donated all of those?" Ria
nodded as if to say, of-course-I-did-who-else? Sun blinked before shaking her
head. "I can't believe it...but I'm so proud of you Ria!"
by cyborg8000 |
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Judgment: Part Three The quill fell to the desk with a clatter and the light
sound of something thwacking the rug could be heard. The sound moved towards one
of the larger windows, taking in the sight of the new day, taking it all in, the
smells the sounds, all the things that were now forbidden to it.
by orginalcliche |
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