"Linger" by wicked_summer My name is Ghost, and I'm a ghost. I'm the kind of person who doesn't believe in complicating matters needlessly. I'm also the kind of person who likes to skulk around in old (and structurally unsound) buildings, giving myself the appearance of a monster (with feathers, I like feathers) and giving newcomers to the Deserted Tomb a good scaring. Hey, when you've been dead as long as I have, you learn to take your laughs where you can. Precious few things in life (sorry, death) are things that you can laugh at. That is...
Linger The grinding must have been the tomb door opening, and I didn't feel like hanging around for a few days to scare some other small, fluffy Neopian. I had better things to do with my time...
Quiggles Don't Eat Cream "Oh, BigPigWig," Persepheus said. "Wumpy's dripped through a crack again! And he's so hard to spot since you painted him sketch!"
A Look in Neopian History Stepping into the past, we will re-live some of the greatest moments in Neopian History and celebrate the countless Neopian achievements...
The Golden Globes of Light: Part Six That evening, we went back to Neopia City to buy some supplies for our journey to the Desert of Roo. We did not dare fly once we approached the desert...
Taking Sides: Part One Anyetta's smile grew as she read the information on the poster. "Wow," she breathed. "This year's tournament is going to be better than ever!"