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Issue: 720 | 18th day of Awakening, Y18 |
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"The Bennett Files: The Case of the Dinner Party" by amarettoball
Strai was absolutely ecstatic when Bennett received an emergency neomail requesting his services down at the Kelp restaurant in Maraqua. It was the land of his paint job, and going there felt much like sinking into a freshly-made bubble bath and never wanting to come out. However, even that feeling didn't prepare him for the scene that lay before him: a group of diners sprawled on the floor, clutching their stomachs in pain.
Several paramedics and the Chia police were already present, milling about the victims in a flurry of questions and terrifying syringes. Strai saw various half-eaten dishes and drinks strewn across the dinner table, and seated in the plush chairs were the two guests that were still conscious. Bennett was already there, questioning them. Strai carefully stepped over some of the fallen pets and joined him.
"I can't remember the last time I had food poisoning," a pink Poogle moaned. "But I do recall not being too keen on getting it again."
She was doubled over, one arm resting on the table, and another clutching her stomach. Seated next to her was a blue Poogle who looked quite fine, as if he were either immune to poison or had a dash of it in his tea every morning.
"I suppose you'll want to hear what happened," the blue Poogle, whose name was Maxwell, drawled when Strai and Bennett approached him.
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 On the Other Side of the Wall
I met Sibbie on the other side of the wall, at the spot where the sun shines down and warms the old, red bricks. “What’s your name?” she asks, ears perked up and eyes bright with interest. She looks like the kind of ‘pet that I would purposefully avoid- overly-optimistic and always ‘looking on the bright side.’
by meadows_lark |
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 Just a Rumor
They'd all heard the rumors. She had heard them, too. Rumors that seemed to surround one of the many, many occupants who had taken up residence in the Haunted Woods. Granted, the stories were not as wide spread as ones centered around beings like The Brain Tree, The Esophagor and even Eliv Thade. But they still existed.
by velvetcrowe |
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 Only On Neopets! - Part 2
Neopets is truly the only game site where people sometimes loathe the games, but play them anyway! Sometimes, they're after trophies. Sometimes, they're after avatars. I think it's amusing that the avatar and trophy collectors spend upwards of 100 hours trying to master an exasperating game in order to reach a score that will end up on that game's high score list. Only a Neopian would spend 100 hours on a game that he or she hates!
by indulgences |
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 Your Friend: The Low Paying Flash Game
A lot of people will tell you to take up fighting in the battledome or trying to win contests. Those aren’t for everyone. Training takes forever and making content for contests is really hard! Believe me, I’ve tried. Restocking and auction sniping are anxiety riddled nightmares that feel like rocket science for plenty of people, so that’s out. What else is there? Luckily for you, there is something else. Flash games.
by rocksysmom |
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 Lord Faerigan - Fyora's Role in the Meridell Wars: Part Six
Valentine’s Day was a few weeks away but Faerieland was already busy preparing for their annual Valentine’s Day ball. Every year, Fyora would send out a special invitation to Lord Darigan, despite him ignoring them. Ever since the end of the wars with Meridell, Lord Darigan was hesitant to make any public appearances.
by black_skull725 |
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 Chronicles of a Caped Crusader: Days Yet to Pass: Part Three
They all turned to look at the speaker. It was Buzz. He filled up the door frame, looking taller than Chloe remembered him being. Granted, she'd only once seen him out from behind his desk, but it was still surprising. He was wearing crimson body armor, Virtupets style. Chloe's heart leapt into her throat, the armor was very reminiscent of a different Lupe she was acquainted with stories about.
by kristykimmy |
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