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Blossoms~ Retry Part 13

Twillie would have never gone after Jonathon without Zathandria's encouragement.

by twillieblossom
Trouble in Paradise: Introductions

We're actually still locked in that closet. Could you please let us out?

by chasing_stars44
Foolproof Guide to the Typing Terror Avatar

We are not liable for any resulting legal issues.

Also by darkroast

by msjanny

New Paint Job

What does he even want that one million NP jug for...?

by amarettoball
Scroll Of The Wise: Part 3

Unintentional Intelligence

by fourin
Weewoo Woes

What's in a name?

by pirate_11
Half-Baked Potato

Erozo discovers the secret use of Lag-B-Gone Serum.

Also by blonde_and_lovin_it2.

by tizzlestix

Apple Bobbing Blunder

You're suddenly struck by a strange, uncomfortable feeling.

by unnamedgraves
Writing Can be Hard...

*crickets*

by pinochle
The Zaf Girls

So mature.

by thesovietivan
Super Attack Peas Like Customisation Too!

Who says they can only wear that cape?

by mustikeuh121
Questing with Edna

She's gotta look stylish to do her spells, ok?

by milkbear
Ink: As Black as Ink - Part 2

There's been a lot of missing petpets lately.

by june_scarlet
The Monocerous Roars

Woo, that was a close call.

by icanhaskaila
Horsing Around

Trylei is the REAL beauty queen here.

by _koolness_
Anniversary - Part 4

And then I told him I was sorry, but he still insists on banishing me from my own kingdom.

by caylista
Thoughts of a Neopian #2

The mystery of Fyora's eyes revealed!

by mike11695
A Spooky Halloween: Part 2

Sure beats those tiny saws.

by ghostkomorichu
A Charitable Absurdity

Seriously?!

Art by lucifael

by iluminescent

Too Late for the Charity Corner

But... I checked both corners!

Also by tarake_7_7_7

by stephsie

 
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"You Had One Job" by quanticdreams
Jhudora? Jhudora, I am here. I am speaking directly into your left ear, and you do not notice. I should tell you these things in a perceivable form, but I imagine you would be very upset to find I have been living in your house. I remain in the shadows. That’s the name the flesh have given me. The Shadow Usul, they whisper. They are wrong, but I do not object. But this isn’t about me. This is about you. Listen, Jhudora, do you really want to live your life like this? Stumbling through a hazy stupor and over hoards and hoards of useless junk? Sometimes, as I lurk in the back of your closet, your tacky, fake fingernails almost brush my fur as you reach for one of those identical gowns on your way to return to a dead-end life. Do you know how many bugs live in your house, Jhudora? I do. I gave every one a name, and I tell them where to lay their eggs. So do not get on my bad side, because my fury is vast and dark and expressed in a smashed dresser in your pile of junk in the woods! You’ll never find it, though. You never go back there, not all the way. I can’t find a pattern to anything in that stupid pile. Overturned smoothies, moth-eaten plushies. It’s a mess back here. Some places I can’t even go in because of the stench. I don’t even have a nose. How did you do that? You had one job! You somehow managed to screw it up!




Other Stories


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All For One and One For All
The morning rays of warm sunlight beamed down on the sleeping world of Neopia. Most dared not open their eyes to greet the morning, well, almost. Brayden was a chipper young Usul. In his head sat two round Sapphire eyes set fixed on nothing but the bowl of Asteroid Puffs Cereal that sat in front of him and the silver spoon in his hand.

by bun_bun_98

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Eternal Diva
It was night on the Tyrannia Plateau and even from miles away you could hear the noise from fans at the concert hall, screaming for their favourite bands and song artists. And in one of the dressing rooms, a striped Hissi with blond hair was getting ready for her own performance. Her name was Faith Handler, but her stage name was Whispered Faith.

by orisasda

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Neopia's Most Beloved Trophies
Each game comes with a prize to the highest scorers – a unique trophy that captures the spirit and challenge of the game. We will be taking a look at the game trophies that best represent the games they are awarded for, as well as tips on how to add these lovely trophies to your collection!

Also by lute248

by sakurah_rabbit


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The Greatest Game Ever Played (Probably)
I feel like I owe you all something a bit personal, deeper—some sort of reflection on myself as your fellow Neopian, y'know?
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Month of Hiding, Day 24, Y15, 9:20 AM. If I was ever awake this early, it was because I'd already been up all night and I still wasn't ready to surrender to my brain's aggressive melatonin assault.


by 4zure

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Meegla and Fargon's Not-So-Intergalactic Adventures: Part Two
By the time the ship touched down, Meegla and Fargon were exhausted. Fargon just wanted to crawl into bed and not move for the next... Well. However many hours Meegla would let him sleep before she came up with their next big scheme. Not that he minded being woken up early for schemes! He was having way more fun now than he'd ever had before he met Meegla.

by hybatsu

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And Then There Was Silence: Part One
"Though he couldn't turn from the light, the loss of his love broke him. His heart grew cold and he learned the arts of death. When he was encountered again, he had changed from a warm person into a ruthless assassin." -Unknown author, The Nameless Assassin, text found in the Rathbone Family Crypts, circa Y7

by theschizophrenicpunk



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