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Issue: 696 | 28th day of Hiding, Y17 |
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Headlines "When a Vacation Isn't a Choice" by guineagymnastics "Greetings, subject group 647-B. My name is Phidre, and today you will be testing a few of the Space Station’s latest technological devices, including the much-anticipated Nebula Force Field Generator. I presume you have all signed and read the safety waivers…” The microphone in Phidre’s ear crackled. Her hand instinctively shot up to adjust the mic, fiddling with it momentarily to try and catch the incoming signal. A voice boomed into her ear, mixed with static. “Dr. Phidre, you don’t have any subjects today,” Startled, the Halloween Draik looked up from her papers. Stationed in an observatory booth far above Virtupets’ Grundo Training Facility, she had been so caught up in her files that she had failed to notice there were no subjects waiting in the atrium below.
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Lab Partners The woodland Uni merely shrugged in response. Her family moved Neohomes almost every year, so she found it difficult to make friends in her classes. While she sometimes wished she had someone to talk to, she found it easier to study and keep her grades up if she didn’t have other Neopets pestering her to hang out all the time.
by megan_a_56 |
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Photography *snap* That was the sound that the striped Gelert's tourist camera makes when she elegantly took a photo. Charliemae...
by sparkleeze |
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Celebrate Grundo Independence Day – IN STYLE! Happy Grundo Independence Day! We once again commemorate the days when the Grundos are freed from the shackles of the dastardly nefarious Dr. Sloth. What better way to dress up your pets for the occasion? Below are seven among a few quick and easy to find fashion pieces that are must have in celebration for this event
by sunchampion |
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The Sorceress and the Prisoner: Part Eight Jeran's heart was in his mouth. He stared up at the roof where Lord Darigan and Lisha were standing. At the bottom of the house stood Galgarroth, wearing a smug smirk on his face, as if everything was going to plan. Well, maybe it was, but that was all about to change.
by dudeiloled |
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A Stranger Tale of Goldrun: Part Three The Stranger opened the door to the Sheriff’s office and threw Mad Warf roughly inside. The Cybunny had been bound and gagged. “Well, that was quick,” Victor remarked from the desk as he checked his watch. “I only sent you out two hours ago.”
by herdygerdy |
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