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Let the Good Times Roll: Why Dice-A-Roo Is the Best!

Dear reader (who I also assume is a Blumaroo enthusiast, as any logical person is) I must ask you a few questions. Collab with risatronic & snapper_65

by aronacia
Top Souvenirs You Can’t End Your Vacation Without

Travelling is a great way to spend your free time, especially with the vastly different lands Neopia has to offer. Collab with venturecaptalist

by dancerchickemily
An Altador Cup Reading List for the Grey Year

Hello Altador Cup fans! I'm Al, the President of the Officially Unofficial Team Altador Fan Club. As you can imagine, this year is a tough one for all of us.

by madidogs88
Wheels of Neopia - Which Wheel Will You Spin?

Hello and welcome, in this article I will be discussing the famous Neopian game wheels which you will find all over the map in most of the worlds of Neopia!

by melissa12xx
Ctrl+Alt+Declutter for Spring

Spring has sprung across Neopia, which means it’s time for blooming flowers and a pollen wave the size of Terror Mountain.

by haleigh_2011
 
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"An Unexpected Journey" by firefoxtails
Rosemary sat at her desk and sighed, gazing around her room. She was totally, utterly bored. The little Red Usul had nothing to do; her chores (sweep the floor, put away the dishes) were finished, her homework was done, and her parents were still at work. She was fortunate that she was old enough to be left alone. Until last year, she had spent her after-school hours at a babysitter's house, along with half a dozen other youngsters. She recalled that every afternoon had been a scene of barely controlled bedlam, with kids tripping over each other and making so much noise that their sitter, Miss Johnson, frequently put her hands over her ears in feigned exasperation, calling loudly for "Silence, children!" Her pleas rarely worked. Well, things were silent now, thought Rosemary, sighing again. She was an only child and had lived in the same house in Neopia Central all her life. Her parents worked in the deep catacombs - her mother, Sarah, was a Blue Poogle who worked...




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A Baby Bori's Treasure Hunt
A sun-bleached bone poked out of the sand. Gianduja’s hurried stroll rolled into a frantic skip as gravity and the unstable footing of shifting sands forced his feet faster down the dune slope. Collab with rac4000

by lunaticrave

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An Unexpected Journey
Rosemary sat at her desk and sighed, gazing around her room. She was totally, utterly bored. Collab with geneames1

by firefoxtails

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Defenders & Artefacts: Broken Rules
Azul fell back on the stone floor, with a thump, and his bag fell next to him. He looked up in horror. The candles were still lit.

by water_park1993

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Triccity's Travels: Terror Mountain
I shrugged before entering the cabin. “Welcome back! Did you find the wreckage alright?” Snowflake greeted me at once.

by 77thbigby

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Neopia Noir
Healing Springs Success!

by gloomyhalloumi

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Stop and Schnel(ly) The Roses
Life is all about the little things!

by thejulyninth



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