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Issue: 1033 | 16th day of Hunting, Y27 |
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 | A Roll of FateCharloton toiled in her ramshackle room, always the prisoner of someone else's games. Never free. Collab with hectic_haley
by discardedcrayons |  | A Quick Breather “Our informants have spotted the Grey Painter and Vira just south of the Haunted Woods..."
by black_skull725 |  | ADVANCED NeoQuest!Classroom 104-A sees its last class for the day file out casually. The students go about their business, as the professor for “Running an Ethical Business in Neopia Central” folds a notebook and follows the tail end of the crowd.
by homsar_eggplant |  | The Gamer’s Curse It was a Saturday afternoon, and Nadaba the Maraquan Draik, known to her friends as a late-night gamer, rolled out of bed after a pathetic bout of sleeping in ridiculously late.
by _brainchild_ |  | Twumbo's Surprise“Did you hear about the new event that’s coming in the Neolodge’s Games room?”
by snowwhite6210 |  | StatecraftRoberta of Brightvale hardly needed to remember her mother. She was long gone before she had uttered her first word, and thereafter her surviving uncles gave her all the love she ever needed.
by likelife96 |  | A Strange Encounter in the Lost DesertWhat will the die decide?
by tatyanne |  | A Different Kind of Games ChallengeAbigail looked over the table, triple-checking that she had everything she needed. Game pieces? Check. Character sheets?
by madidogs88 |  | A Cybunny's Guide to RPGGood Games was a fun, independently owned shop managed by a kind-hearted Elderly Boy Tonu, nestled in the colourful arts district of Neopia Central.
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"A Quick Breather" by black_skull725
“Our informants have spotted the Grey Painter and Vira just south of the Haunted Woods. We suspect they are making their way to Altador. You must intercept them at all costs! Please, be careful,” Queen Fyora said into a microphone while Dr. Landelbrot aimed a special camera at her.
“That’s it, the end of the recording,” Dr. Landelbrot said. “Transmitting now…”
The Faerie Queen sighed as she stepped out of the room and back into the council chamber.
“How dare you accuse me of cursing your land?! You shut your mouth right now!” shouted an angry King Skarl.
Queen Fyora glared at King Skarl and Lord Darigan. “Stop! The world is in crisis and all you can think about is a settled matter from years ago!”
She shook her head in severe disappointment, calmly made her way to the balcony door, and floated outside, gently shutting the door behind her...
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