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Issue: 740 | 15th day of Swimming, Y18 |
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Mystery Island Essential Vacation Guide
Tired of staying in the Cockroach Towers in Neopia Central? Did you get ripped off at the Haunted Fairgrounds? Was someone able to convince you Jelly World was real and now your vacation plans are based on fiction?
I've got just the place for you! Mystery Island!
The most popular vacation spot in Neopia has a lot to see and I'm here to help you plan out the best trip of your life. From sightseeing the ruins of Geraptiku with Tiki Tours to learning to surf in the waves off the west coast, we've got you covered.
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A Rambunctious Kacheek's Culinary Plight The alluring elegance of the establishment emitted the feeling of bliss. The restaurant, simply named "Kelp", was rumored to be one of Neopia's finest eateries. On the basis of its eclectic appearance, it certainly lived up to its reputation.
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The Spelling Test t was one of those hot, lazy, summer days when all you want to do is lie on your back among the buttercups and listen to the springabees buzzing by. Being stuck in a classroom felt like being in prison, and I couldn’t wait for the afternoon to end.
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What to Do After The Altador Cup Now that the main Summer event has come to an end, the question that is on everyone’s mind is “what in Fyora’s name do I do with my life now that I don’t have the Altador Cup for a whole year?” My friend, that is why I am here today. I give to you 5 ways to spend your time for the next 11 months.
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Tribulations of a Quest Sceptic: Part Four The coiling, curling wisps of emerald smoke that drifted from the windows of the silent, stone tower seemed to cast the structure in an eerie, green glow. Each slowly spiraled into the air, lazy and slow, before drifting like cloud, forming into the most horrible, nightmarish shapes, toying with the imagination as clouds observed on a summer’s day might.
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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Eight Sunlight. Actual sunlight. It’s barely been an hour since Tor and Roberta last felt the sun shining down upon them — since they’d been in the thankfully still-freed city of Brightvale — but the clouds’ smothering pressure had already convinced them that they’d never feel warm again.
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