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 | AtilanRoxton got pneumonia, of course. It added insult to injury, but it wasn’t surprising. In the perpetually cold and humid Neovia you could get pneumonia just by sitting on the grass. And Roxton had inhaled a puddle.
by quanticdreams |  | Triccity's Travels: Mystery IslandThe next morning, I met Anna and Charlotte for a leisurely breakfast at a nearby café. Benny was not an early riser and they let him stay abed.
by 77thbigby |  | The Secret to Apple BobbingA thin drizzle of rain comes down the next morning, blanketing the town in an even denser amount of fog than usual. Bart, paying no mind to the weather, stands outside of his canopy in a fruitless attempt to draw in passerby.
by dragonair23 |  | Magnum Imperium: The CandidateXantan tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for his assistant. What was Aidan’s holdup? Did he forget Parfyón’s interview was today?
by terpsichorean_writer |  | Wish-GrantingSkyleur woke to the murmur of unfamiliar voices. Something heavy pressed down on her, large and soft, and even through her eyelids, she could tell that some kind of light filled the space she was in.
by phadalusfish |  | The Adventures of Goryx and Xyrog“Goryx!” Someone was shouting the Grundo’s name from across the platform, and they were coming closer.
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"Come In" by tamia_silverwing
”So how’s everything looking out there? Over.”
The words transmitted by the device were crackly and overly harsh, a crude approximation of a voice that Kiyoshi knew well enough to find this new version particularly jarring. The Blue Shoyru took a moment to consider his immediate surroundings. It was a cool, quiet autumn evening in this part of Neopia Central, and now that the shops were closed the streets were all but deserted, which was how Kiyoshi preferred them. It was hard to ignore the obvious reason for the diminished nightlife scene, however, and even Kiyoshi was beginning to get bored of Neopia Central’s new look. He gazed up at the Fresh Foods store, reflecting on how he used to hate the tacky hamburger building; but somehow, it looked so much more pitiable in black and white.
He raised the clunky, brick-like communication device to his face and pressed the button to talk. “I gotta be honest, Tyra,” he said. “It looks kinda bad. Over.”
When Tyra’s next message came through, Kiyoshi caught the tail end of a laugh. “Yeah, I figured it would probably be the same as Kiko Lake. Grey and more grey. Guess there’s not much more to say about it. Over.”
Kiyoshi wandered away from Neopian Fresh Foods, finding the stillness a little eerie as it settled over the greyed-out city. “You did say it wasn’t contagious, though, right?” he asked, checking the soles of his shoes for any new signs of discolouration. “I know I’m not exactly known for my vibrant aesthetic, but I still don’t think I’m ready to commit to a paint brush colour that gives you the seasonal blues. Over.”
“I said no one knows whether it’s contagious yet,” crackled the response...
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