"The Pant Devil's Desire" by schefflera The Grundo Leader sighed, crossed his legs on the pink cloud that matched his unfortunate skin condition, and rapped the Pant Devil over the head with a Draik Transmogrification Potion he'd swiped from a (formerly) fervent Sloth supporter. It was the best of his haul for the day so far...
The Young Nabile Nabile, who had just
lost her mother the night before, was crying her little eyes out. "I sure am hungry. But I don't have any Neopoints..."
Invisible Identity "I lost something once! I lost something I
couldn't live without!" I said, standing up suddenly. "My identity!" No one
seemed to notice except the few near me...
Run for Your Lives! (A Guide on Self-Preservation) Have you ever been in a situation where you're talking to a person who is vaguely
sinister and slightly threatening and you can't decide when to make your timely
exit before they do something vaguely sinister and very threatening to you?
Fire and Gold: Part Four "Oh, so you're the one!" said the Fountain
Faerie. "I've been hearing a lot about you. For the past few days, it's
been nothing but requests from people who got mixed up in that mess. I've been
doing all I can to straighten it out, but not everyone has the means to travel
to Faerieland, and it's been more work than I can handle..."
At the AstroVilla: Part Three Cypher sighed and looked at the maid Acara.
"You wouldn't happen to know about the legend of LeMaer and the weird happenings
of the hotel, would you? I have a question..."