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Issue: 716 | 22nd day of Sleeping, Y18 |
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Color Combinations
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 Desperately Needed Wearable Items: Pet Hobbies.
However, there is still a gap in the wearables market that I think is yet to be filled: hobbies! There’s so much in Neopia, for players & pets, to help pass the time, it seems criminal not to have wearables to match! Therefore I have taken it upon myself to compile some examples of much-needed wearables, and most importantly, supplied some suggestions for people from what wearables are already available (yes, you’re right, perhaps I need a hobby).
by blueberrymuffinpops |
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 The Inventor's Craft
"What? Nothing changed." Mira responded with a roll of her eyes."But don’t you see, it worked!" the young faerie beside her spoke with the same enthusiasm as the Neopet inventor. Her brown dress was quite plain for a faerie. Then again, Kreludor isn't a place to be one's fanciest attire on. Especially with the places that she and Mira had been visiting.
by artsy_insanity |
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 A Journey In Friendship
Zilean, an older Pirate Krawk and an eccentric sorcerer who calls a clock tower his home, had always had an obsession with time travel. After countless years and failed attempts, he was finally successful at designing an enchantment that made it possible to travel in time. The enchantment took the form of a glowing orb that emitted a green smoke so thick it could fill your lungs. All Zilean had to do was close his eyes, imagine where and when he wanted to go, reach out, and touch the orb.
by painted_dreams87 |
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 Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part Four
“Well,” I said, adjusting the brim of my sunhat to block out the harsh sunrays, “this was probably the worse thing that could have happened.” Soon after Marty and I had fled Jhuidah’s cooking pot, I had received a neomail. The small, enchanted yellow envelope had repeatedly jammed itself against my thigh until, grudgingly, I had plucked it from the air and opened it.
by vanessa1357924680 |
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