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Issue: 694 | 14th day of Hiding, Y17 |
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"Friday: An Incomplete Petpet" by vanquishee
With his bickering petpet in tow, The Neo-citizen quickened his pace as he strode passed the Secret Laboratory to access the Petpet Laboratory. The narrow, almost claustrophobic hallway that led to the Petpet Laboratory was always dimly lit, with tangles of wires poking from the ceiling.
He was a Neo-citizen on a mission as he ignored random bypassers reacting over their latest zap - he heard someone gush over their new Pink Kadoatie whereas another one was grumbling about their petpet newly named OMGROFL.
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 Fighting the Fuzzles
"Attention! Fuzzles are currently attacking the recreation deck. Please move down to the hanger and take cover until further notice." Making sure the coast was clear, she quickly ran out of the Space Battledome arena and towards the stairs. There was a loud gurgling noise behind her. She spun around and saw a bright pink Fuzzle coming at her.
by brittanyandsteven |
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 Half-Life
First, something in my head went dark, like the wires to the festival lights were lopped off at all ends. Propulsion seized, the fireworks tipped over halfway into the sky. Then there was that lingering moment, a silence of about five seconds or so, as the lights in my thoughts fizzled out into stars, and I was left with these dim, glassy husks of those thoughts, wondering what had changed.
by dimartedi |
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 A Stranger Tale of Goldrun: Part One
The Halloween Bori sprinkled a few herbs into the camp fire that made it flare and change colour to an acid green that illuminated the bright face paints smeared across the creature's skull. The Bori stood up, grasping a gnarled staff in his hands, and began to chant as he slowly danced around the fire. Local Petpets stopped in their nocturnal business to watch and listen, and above them even the desert stars seemed to be waiting, as if the Bori's actions were important.
by herdygerdy |
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 Hannah's Untimely Dawn: Part One
Hannah clung to her grandfather, fear prickling her fur into many spikes as she stared at the abyss at her feet. Frothy and alive, it churned and moaned, its black surface revealing no hint of the wonder beneath it. Looking at the sky was little better—it too was pregnant with energy and rain, pulsating with none save the bleakest colors.
Art by Twillieblossom
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