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Issue: 759 | 2nd day of Celebrating, Y18 |
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Making Friends!
Making friends can be tough, and it can be even more difficult when you don't know where to start. Well, have no more fear, because this article is here to provide you with a few suggestions for creating the foundation for some great friendships (and memories!).
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A New Coat for Taelia Today, an unusually large crowd of pets clusters around a beautiful new building constructed to look like a miniature castle. Creamy white bricks, wild roses spiraling up the small turrets, frosted pink double doors welcoming in new customers – what could this enchanting new shop be?
by apple_spritzer |
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Meridell: The Town that Time Forgot Meridell is the perfect escape from the hustle and bustle of Neopia life. A brief four-hour train ride through the countryside is all it takes to bring you to a lovely coastal town that time forgot. You may get lost in the past but with this handy guide you won’t be at a loss for what to do to make the most of your weekend getaway.
by tkprtyrhd |
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What if...? Have you ever wondered how Neopia would be today if certain pivotal events never took place during the course of its history? Here putting my imagination to work, I tried to form a new Neopia by removing important and groundbreaking revelations and plots from its history.
by water_park1993 |
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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Nine Mago’s great claws thundered across the soil. At this speed, every breeze felt like that of a frigid winter rushing through her fur, and she opened her mouth to cry out in triumph for the power coursing through her veins. She could feel it in her claws, in her horns, and deep in her muscles. She could do anything she wanted in the world.
by hybatsu |
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Nonlinear Companions: Dawn: Part Two Sat at the table my roommate Priyia, an alien aisha, was pouring freshly brewed coffee into two mugs and chatting jovially to someone, from my vantage point I couldn’t see who she was talking to, so I cleared my throat and stepped from the hall into the kitchen. Sat opposite her was Westron, the pirate krawk I had met the day before. They both looked up as I entered.
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