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Issue: 773 | 17th day of Running, Y19 |
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Illusen Day Recipes
Illusen has decided to share two of her top-secret recipes with the Neopian Times so that pets all over Neopia can celebrate Illusen Day with some delicious baked goods. We are very lucky that Illusen has shared these recipes with us. Instead of buying Illusen Day cakes and cupcakes in the baked goods shop, pets can bake these delicious sweets at home. Enjoy, and don’t forget to share with others!
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The Runaway Child Who Actually Helped Out While her three sisters were squabbling, Walda ran out the door in search of chocolate. No scorching blaze would ever stop her from getting the sweet, sugary taste. She arrived in Sakhmet and made her way through the crowd until she reached the Food Stall. She put her small amount of pocket money down on the table and asked the Shopkeeper, "Do you have any chocolate?"
by _brainchild_ |
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The Forgotten Hollow The bundle of frilly lace and silk fell on her bed in a crumpled mess, but Qihirri ignored it, moving along to the dresser. Her petpet whined at her feet, pacing and twisting around her ankles as if he were a Kadoatie rather than the Doglefox he… once was.
by eevee0011 |
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How It Felt Getting My Dream Pet If you’ve been around Neopets very long, you’ll notice there are lots of different pet species (fifty-five to be exact) and many color options (over seventy!). And, if you’re like most Neopians, one of those magic combinations will be your absolute, utter favorite, one that you’re set on obtaining. That, friend, is what we call a dreamie.
by butterflybandage |
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A Secret Mission in Moltara: Part Two “Thanks, now just to find that weapon and destroy it,” Cobra said as he readjusted his headset. He then nodded to Korco and slithered back the way he came, the scientists still oblivious to him.
by greenj12356 |
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Do You Believe In Magic: Part One It was that the end of one of these eight hour shifts that Elwin now found himself stalking slowly home from. The day had been relatively standard, all things considered. Classes had been rote, lunch had been minimal, and stories had been written, but there had been…an incident.
by emblo93 |
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