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Issue: 272 | 29th day of Celebrating, Y8 |
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Headlines "Kidnapped By a Wannabe Villain" by animalnutz1993 He wanted her blindfolded before she could see the Grundos and put two and two together. He wanted her stuffed in a bag and flown back to the Space Station. He wanted them to open the bag and roll her out of it before him while he looked sinister and he wanted her blindfold removed just then so that she could gasp in horror at his sight and whisper his name...
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The First Time I Flew... Almost Trugmorik batted Daisychain away with a paw when she tried to grab at his cape with her beak. He knew the White Weewoo had a point, but he needed to get up to that branch near the top of the tree...
by elfwick |
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Neo's Law However, there are also the unwritten rules; these are just as daunting as those set before us in easy-to-read vernacular. You know they're there but rarely ever give them much mind. And whenever your thoughts are directed to the topic, it's usually in exasperation...
by 4zure |
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Neopian New Year Resolutions There are articles about what’s the best gift to give to Frank Sloth and how to make a Kiko snowman (a hint, you only need to roll one snowball). I’m looking a little bit further ahead, though, for soon after the holidays is the turning to a New Year and that means it’s time to sit down and think about your Neopian New Year Resolutions.
by summerschilde |
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Hissi, Come Blow Your Horn!: Part Four Satch stood in the doorway with his trumpet
case and suitcase at his side. He had a forlorn expression on his face as his
tail twitched nervously behind him. "Hey, guys. I just wanted to come and say
goodbye..."
by bitsy_dj |
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Into the Sea: Part Five Nobody said anything for a few moments. The
only sound that could be heard was the tick-tock of the clock by the door. Velt's
eyes were sad, but Katrina's were hard and angry. The girl clenched her fists
tighter and tighter every second...
by sytra |
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