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 | The Sleeper of Altador: Part OneThese Neopians never knew just how good they had it. To be fair, she took everything for granted, too--that is, until she was frozen in stone for an eon. During her imprisonment, the concept of time became warped in her mind, but she could still feel things--things like the joy and hurt radiating from the Neopians bustling about her, and the reverberations from centuries of war.
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"Origins: Ethel Boortz" by hzoo_26
"No fair!"
"It's my turn to be Goalie!"
"You got to do it LAST time!"
With a sigh, Ethel Boortz slowly eased her way up out of her rocking chair, crossed the porch, and made her way down the steps towards her young grandchildren. "Michah and Kayla, what did I tell you about Yooyball matches?"
Michah, a young speckled Ixi of eight, piped up. "Not to play near the house?" At that point, Kayla elbowed him in the ribs. "Not to argue and to play fair."
Ethel chuckled. "That's right." Now, you continue your game and I'll head to the house to make us some lunch. She ruffled Michah's light brown hair, and watched as he and Kayla slowly began to make their way into the middle of the yard.
They were eighteen months apart, her grandchildren. Kayla was the older one of the two, a headstrong red Ixi with a tendency to be a bit of a rule follower. Michah was the spoiled younger brother, constantly getting into mischief and making those around him laugh at his antics.
They enjoyed Yooyuball, although they couldn't play it the normal way. A majority of the children in Meridell couldn't afford the expensive Yooyu petpet. Only the nobles had that luxury.
So, her two grandchildren were out there with a potato, and some makeshift Yooyuball gear (consisting of pillows, cushions, and a few plastic bowls) trying to score goals against each other. Sometimes friends would join them, but today they each had a team of one.
Ethel shook her head as she grabbed a baking sheet from her drawers. "A one Ixi team is surely enough for today."
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I've always heard tales of the wonderful oasis known as the Meri Acres farm. My friends had told me about the wonderful adventures to be had. They told me about how they had wandered for hours, filling their baskets to the brim with the delicious fruits (but mainly berries) of their labor. I knew, however, that Meri Acres didn’t actually exist.
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 Altador Cup XI Match Report: In the Commentary Box
Despite the high emotions from all sides, the morning papers describe this as a friendly match. We'll see how friendly it is when the first tackles start flying in. Today the participating teams are Haunted Woods and Darigan Citadel. Say hello, boys!
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