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Not All Ideas are so Great

Hello Draiks, today... Collab with one_headlight

by teca_alvarenga
Funthing Has Happened!!

You saw that! You sawwwwww that! Collab with 1nconsolable

by white_tiger0226
Service Announcement

Learn how these wonderful Petpets can improve the lives of their owners!

by anarkau
To the Tune: Evil Snow Moon

Can't unsee...

by xstarfrost
Ventures - Difference: Part 1

What do you do when even the wrong "gone wrong" has gone wrong?

by neo_coaster363
Finding Something Good at the Money Tree

Collab with dance_chik_13

by serebii251
Tavi's Rope

Play it cool...

by lavo0810
Trouble at the Neopian Bank

What is that smell?...

by littleari06
The Price of Looking Cute

Looking cute is the ultimate priority

by chocokelle
Lutari and Landlubbers

Talk Like a Pirate Day may be over for everyone else, but on Krawk Island it never ends.

by periodicage
Collecting Seashells

So pretty! Collab with shin0bi_

by therainbowsheep
Too Much Laundry

Maybe leave those clothes at the Neopian Hospital...

by prulletje1852
The Void Within: Secret Word Puzzle

Find out what's in store!

by youi234
Blossoms

What'd you use magic for back home?

by twillieblossom
Volunteers

We will try our best to help any patient.

by pca_03101
Don’t Count Your Tombola Guys Before They Hatch

Better find a different item to donate this year…Collab. i_lovee_icecream

by truebrony
Royal Pain: Faerie Festival

Jhudora asserts her dominance as the superior faerie

by winner19955
 
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"The Story of Rory" by endisnigh
Rory poured over his sewing machine, working on his last finishing touches of his new spectral garb. He had spent hours working on his Halloween costume, gearing up for the new spooky season. The maroon-coloured Flotsam felt like he was finally done and held up his handiwork to inspect for loose stitches or other eye sores. “Looks good! Let’s check it out!” Rory exclaimed to himself and quickly hurried over to his standing mirror to try it on. He pulled the white sheet over his head and examined how the fabric fell. His piercing red eyes stood out against the white background. His costume was the perfect fit, except his tail still hung out in the back. The Flotsam had even sewn a little smile in the front. “I love it! A perfect little ghost,” Rory said with a smile, admiring his work. The Halloween Flotsam had a plan with his new ghostly attire. He always seemed to be getting himself in trouble, pulling pranks and scaring his elderly neighbours. He never had any cruel intentions, he just wanted to have some fun. Rory had toilet papered yards, positioned lawn gnomes to be turned towards the front door to look like they were sentient, jumped from bushes in front of unsuspecting victims…




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The Best Prank of All
On the eve of King Skarl’s Masquerade Ball, the Blumaroo Court Jester prepares for his shining moment. He lays out his jester costume, making sure his bells are all sewn on tight and none of his patches are fraying.

by spukl1

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The Story of Rory
Rory poured over his sewing machine, working on his last finishing touches of his new spectral garb. He had spent hours working on his Halloween costume, gearing up for the new spooky season.

by endisnigh

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Fall Favourites from the Coffee Cave
It's almost autumn, which means it's time to bring a book to your favourite cosy corner of the Coffee Cave, wear your warmest sweater, and enjoy a fall-themed drink.

by drziggs

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Typing Terror Avatar -- Obtainable Guide
Growing your avatar collections can be hard when you're down to mainly games and stamps. Playing a game over and over and over again can be so frustrating--but it can also be so worth it when you finally get that Avatar.

by erikareneelove

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Atilan
Papa always stuck to the gentleman adventurer model — even in the pictures of him shaking hands with the Honoured Mother of the Lutari, he was wearing a cravat.

by quanticdreams

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Triccity's Travels: Mystery Island
My new friends led the way down the beach, stopping at a thatched shack open to the sand with a bar and a scattering of tables and chairs. We took our seats while a waiter came to give us menus.

by 77thbigby



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