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Headlines "Usuki Frenzy
" by mimiweasley The said she was the biggest Usuki collector of all Neopia. I had my doubts; I am a skeptical person. I am not a fan of Usukis either. As a Blumaroo, I would rather collect springy things, since they match myself better. My little sister Bonnie, she loves Usukis a lot, and I wanted to check the said biggest Usuki collection to give her my impressions, since children were not allowed.
“Children are uncontrollable”, said Sally, the Usuki collector, when I entered the door. I asked her why wasn’t my sister allowed but I was. “I was afraid they could do a Pant Devil thing and steal my dolls, or even break them. Donny doesn’t want to see my face any longer.”
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Usuki Frenzy She said she was the biggest Usuki collector of all Neopia. I had my doubts; I am a skeptical person. I am not a fan of Usukis either. As a Blumaroo, I would rather collect springy things, since they match myself better.
by mimiweasley |
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Skeith Day Personality Quiz Do you love Skeiths so much that you wish you actually were one? There are so many amazing Skeiths to emulate; how’s a Neopian to choose just one? Here’s a fun quiz that will help you find out which famous Skeith best represents you. Grab a pen and paper and get to it!
by a_ramsell |
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Species Customization: Poogle In honour of Poogle Parade, aka Poogle Day, I have put together a selection of customizations using the species-specific clothing of the precious Poogles. If you`re looking for inspiration to dress up your Poogle in honour of their special day, I hope this article will give you some new ideas!
by aleu1986 |
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The Sisters of Pillar Grove:Part Twelve Flicker briefly awoke to a dark environment. He closed his eyes, and some time passed before he opened them again. For all he knew, that time might have been a minute, five minutes, or an hour. Every sense was clouded by a thick haze. His sight was a blur. Only a few muffled sounds could manage to penetrate the blockage in his ear holes. And all he could feel was a dull, throbbing pain from the impact.
by blueys45 |
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