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Issue: 730 | 29th day of Eating, Y18 |
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Springtime Customization Options
As the weather switches back and forth between the end of winter and the beginning of spring, many Neopians are busy trying to update their Neopets’ old winter, Easter, and even Valentine’s Day customizations. Below, I will list a few of the most stunning (and of course my favorite) spring-themed backgrounds, clothing, and other essential accessories!
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It Sooted Me Do you know what I hate? Wind. There was a time when I didn’t hate wind. A time when I didn’t care one way or another about this weather condition. Now though, I truly do hate it.
by 77thbigby |
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Rawr, the Fiercest Tasu “Shoy, do you think I'm fierce?" The query arose from a small speckled Faerie Tasu whose crystal blue eyes looked expectantly up at his best friend, Shoy.
by amethyst_81 |
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10 Years in Neopia: Reflecting on a Decade Ten years ago today, during a sleepover, a friend shared with my siblings and I a cool site he knew about where you could own virtual pets and play games. He typed Neopets.com into the browser of the old family desktop PC. I made a username and created my very first Neopet. Today, well into adulthood, I am still a proud Neopian.
by newenglandquizzer |
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Purveyor of Precious Toys: The Toy Shopkeeper As Lupe Day approaches, the minds of Neopians across the globe turn to famous Lupes that have contributed to our world. In honor of this holiday, my Purple Lupe named Snazztacular and I decided to interview a famous Lupe: the shopkeeper of the Toy Store in Neopia Central.
by _brainchild_ |
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Sylva's Spirit: Origins: Part Three Sylva vowed to not say a word to any of the crew about the stranger looking at him .As the day blended into night, makeshift beds were formed out of leaves on the beach. It was cold in the evenings, and leaves didn't do much to keep the heat in. Eliza had approached Sylva, her face bittersweet, thankful to be alive and sad at the situation. The two sat down in the sand, now cool under their paws.
by jrayeb3 |
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