| Voice of the Neopian Pound |
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Issue: 758 | 18th day of Storing, Y18 |
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Professional Usul Skiing - A Retrospective
With another Usul Skiing Season rapidly approaching, now is a great time to remember and appreciate Terror Mountain’s most exciting sporting event – Alpine Speed Racing. Many Usuls from all over Neopia have travelled to stay in Happy Valley lodges each winter for as long as snow has graced those iconic slopes.
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The World We Won Around the group, dozens of Meepits in all sorts of colors herded the Neopians into small groups, their expressions dull and exhausted, many longing to return to the luxury of a quiet Neohome and the comforting yet boring discussion of evil plots that seemed too ridiculous to ever pass. Who would have thought that the Meepits would have won?
by the_furreh_one |
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Meal Pending Alabaster watched the stone doorway intently from around the corner. He could smell the tasty aroma of the Breakfast Croissant wafting out of the shop. His stomach growled at the thought of a piece of Real Cheese Cheesecake. Alabaster licked his lips when he heard the sound of a can of fizzling Elderberry Achyfi being poured. This was practically a form of torture.
by meeshell362 |
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10 Things Only Old Timers Will Remember Neopets has been around for a long time, since 1999 to be exact. A lot has changed, some things have stayed the same, some things have revamped and others have all but disappeared. Let us take a stroll down memory lane for the old timers and uncover some interesting history for the newbies.
by tkprtyrhd |
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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Eight They hadn’t been able to clean the library. The night after Mago disappeared, Alless had staggered out into the snow barefoot, with no coat, screaming her sister’s name until her voice went hoarse. Close to midnight, just when Seneca was numbly realizing she might also be missing, Alless had shown up, wet and empty-eyed in the foyer.
by hybatsu |
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The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part Six The moon peeked out from the clouds and Biggs got to his feet after putting the remaining contents of Ms.Wisp’s satchel together. “Do you suppose she lives at the soup kitchen?” “Perhaps.” Will yawned as he got up off the forest floor. Together they struggled through the trees, back to the rough dirt road just outside of town. Will started to scrape his claws up against a tree, ”Does everywhere have to be so filthy?!”
by general_grievious__ |
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