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Issue: 743 | 5th day of Hiding, Y18 |
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 | There Is Something In My Closet And It Is Roaring! It was an early evening in Shenkuu. My friends, Jeulienna the Yellow Lenny and Manigolaia the Cloud Ruki and I, Zannidda, a Starry Xweetok, had just enjoyed a mouth-watering dinner together of Pirate Lupe pasta with Cheesy Onion sticks. The discussion on the table was about our favorite games from the Daily Dare Also by alienigenosidad
by applefaerie99 |  | The Song of the SkeithThe beast stalking the herds of Tyrannia is not all that it seems...
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Back to School: Essentials and ‘Essentially Avoid’s
It had been a while since the BD Chat had something to buzz about. The excitement of the New BD had long worn off. The Smuggler’s Cove had remained empty for years. After 15 years of barely venturing outside the BD Chat, it was time to for me to see what else this site had to offer. And with the Games Master Challenge underway I figured that would be a good place to start. With the BD forgotten, I set about playing flash games that I hadn’t even realized existed.
Then along came a volleyball.
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 A Rockin’ Guide to Neopia’s Instruments!
In fact, if your pet is like this, it might even be a sign to give them an opportunity to learn a new skill - playing an instrument! But first, you obviously have to buy them one! Neopia’s own little music shop is located in the bustling Neopian Plaza at Neopia Central.
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 Erin's Extreme Avatar Guide: Hungry Skeith
A lot of folks consider Hungry Skeith to be an average-to-difficult game avatar. Admittedly, this was in my top five of game avatars I struggled with the most. After playing for hours and hours, I developed a few strategies that I hope will help others on their path to avatar glory.
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 The Spirit of Black Keep: Part One
The reason he’d gotten himself into this, ArPharazonTheGolden decided, was because he could never say “no” to anything. The Faerie Draik perched on the edge of the bed in his cabin in a Shenkuuvian sky-ship, staring at the letter in his claws, not really seeing the words so much as coming to the realisation that he was hopelessly wishy-washy.
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