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Issue: 744 | 12th day of Hiding, Y18 |
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The Secret of the Faerie Quests
A collectable card. A toy ball. A stick of red lipstick.
These are all items that the questing faeries may ask for to complete their spells, but how on earth can these things be of any use? What can Edna possibly add to her potion by throwing in a small plastic car to melt and warp in the boiling liquid? And why on earth does the fire faerie need quite so many torn gym socks?
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The Quest for Piratehood Lantsov absolutely adored living in a Neohome in Krawk Island. As a pirate Blumaroo, he felt at home among the scourges and scallywags that prowled the beaches and alleys of his neighborhood. And, of course, he participated in all of the mandatory pirate activities that the island had to offer. But there was one huge problem. Lantsov wasn’t actually a pirate.
by lunarchronicles |
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The Desk Inspection I'm not the only person Keriso, the zombie Draik, plays tricks on. She does it all the time to everybody. Friends at school, my dad, her mum, Duimu the grey Grarrl from up the street, strange neopets in cafes, even teachers. And even our new teacher Miss Gest which takes some nerve, I can tell you.Also by ukases
by _starryeyedsurprise_ |
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Feeding Famished Florg Fanatically Feepits! I feel funny fabricating fables featuring Florg, the famished fickle feaster. Frankly, Feeding Florg falls firmly as my favorite feel-good fun! Alas, I cannot keep this alliteration afloat, so onto the guide ye feeders seek!
by gloomyparadise |
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Our Neopets are Avatar Collectors Too! We can all agree that there is an incredible amount of things you can do in Neopets to keep yourself busy with your account improvement, but there is one that it’s beyond the hardest and most recognizable collection amongst all users: avatars.Also by applefaerie99
by alienigenosidad |
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The Spirit of Black Keep: Part Two Five days later, on a grey drizzly afternoon, Pharazon stepped off the gangplank of the sky-ship liner and into Brightvale’s bustling skyport. He pulled the hood of his travelling cloak closer around his face to protect himself from the chill air, watching his breath pool in front of his snout every time he exhaled.
by cosmicfire918 |
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