"Linger" by wicked_summer My name is Ghost, and I'm a ghost. I'm the kind of person who doesn't believe in complicating matters needlessly. I'm also the kind of person who likes to skulk around in old (and structurally unsound) buildings, giving myself the appearance of a monster (with feathers, I like feathers) and giving newcomers to the Deserted Tomb a good scaring. Hey, when you've been dead as long as I have, you learn to take your laughs where you can. Precious few things in life (sorry, death) are things that you can laugh at. That is...
The Long-Awaited Arrival The Yurble looked up briefly to groan about the unconquerable level of dust these days, and saw a strange sparkle through a window...
White Weewoos: The Truth That's not all. The look in its eyes is the ultimate proof of its evilness. They say that the eyes are the window to the mind, and it's true...
My Top 10 Tips to Get Into the Caption Contest So, you like the Caption Contest? You think it is the bee's knees, the Elephante's instep or the cat's pajamas?! It is your ultimate goal in Neopia to win it?! Wow. Okay, calm down...
The Golden Globes of Light: Part Six That evening, we went back to Neopia City to buy some supplies for our journey to the Desert of Roo. We did not dare fly once we approached the desert...
Roomies 3: Part Five "Oh no, oh no, this is not good!" Jim muttered under his breath, pacing while the shimmering sun made its way higher into the sky. Faerieland was waking up now...