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Issue: 753 | 14th day of Collecting, Y18 |
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Artful Interviews with F.V. Shmoobenduffle
You came back, I knew you would. After all, you realize true art when you see it, even if it might be buried beneath the disorganized thought of the unworthy. Prior to this, I, Fabio Von Smhoobenduffle, introduced you to a sophisticated summary of undead summoning. I defined terms for the simple-minded, and explained techniques in an elaborate, prose-filled manner. Unfortunately, my time to share the quill has come. The rabble has appeared.
Without further ado, I introduce you to the interview section of this article. I do hope you ravish in the quality of my work.
Other Stories
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 Going Bananas
In agreement, the red Blumaroo and Geeky Geb turned their backs on the perfectly nice day and entered their Neohome. They stepped into chaos, in stark contrast of the nice day outside. For a horrifying moment, Nigel thought they had been robbed.
by 77thbigby |
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 Usuki Singing Stars #36: Sparkles' Dancing Shoes
Miss Stryke blew her whistle. “It’s one two three, one two three!” the yellow Kau barked at her students. “This is the Brightvalian waltz, not square dancing!” The students groaned. Everyone was paired with a dance partner and most of them were struggling to dance. Sparkles was confused as she attempted to lead her partner.
by downrightdude |
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 The Coolest Logs On Neo!
I thought it would be fun to compile a list of the coolest logs that exist on the Neopets site! I've often wanted to collect a list for my own merriment. However, why not submit the list to the Neopian Times and show my fellow players how to entertain themselves with the logs as well?
by indulgences |
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 The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part One
A tall dark figure paced back and forth in a tiny, dimly lit room smattered with frocks, perfumes, and cosmetics. A ratty grey tailcoat with a bright amaranth fringe wrapped around his slender frame. He stopped and creaked open the door, taking a peep down the barren, dark hallway of similar doors.
by general_grievious__ |
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 KATIPO I: Restart: Part Seven
More marble against marble. The jukebox is still playing songs from the same album. The bartender glances through the kitchen door’s window at you, but then turns back inside to do whatever. You scratch your wrist, then fix your hair. “So the location’s set then,” you begin to prod, “but what about the actual people?"
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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