Comics

	The Pant Devil Attractor It is well named. Also by icygal2310 by shennyyy
	Just Jelni: Blessing Blunder Generous faeries will only tolerate so much. by angul888
	The Weight of the Rescue Find out who is the real MVP of Warf Rescue Team. by carrotbreath
	Protect Your Peas, Please! But your cape today, available at the Hidden Tower! by littledude61394
	Not an Artist That's NOT how it's done. by mythicalcanadian
	Head in the Clouds: Cup Antics When glitches impede your team's victory. by yoshisislandbandit
	Trouble in Paradise: Ideas Yeah, I think we've all been here... by chasing_stars44
	Sunny Side Up: Team Spirit The AC commentators have surprisingly poor observational skills. Also by parody_ham by amarettoball
	Chokato Slushie I SAID CHOKATO! by cria_sherwood
	World Domination Everyone has a weakness Also by Myulai by xxxfenice_neraxxx
	YYB - The Disadvantage of Being the Opposing Team This is just getting ridiculous. by goldensif
	Foul Play I don't think this was random... Also by jarviscocker. by sophieauditore
	Slushie Slinger Conundrums It's starting to make sense by bittersweet52
	Shootout Showdown If I could just get that Chia to quit laughing at me... by scechoi
	Lame Pun: Altador Cup Finally, some peace and quiet. by blackaavar

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Kiko Lake Survivors Anonymous

While this intense preparation may lead to victory, it also serves as an opportunity for one notorious team in Neopia to take advantage over all of the rest. For many of us readers, we have been greeted by the terrible “random event” regarding a certain team accepting donations of highly valuable items. These so called “donations” can possess any value, rare ranking, or size imaginable. For some of us, items of great value have been usurped by the winner of last year’s Altador Cup…Team Kiko Lake.

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Unlikely Friends
Royce the Elderly Bruce had spent the first half of his life carrying a sack of mail from one Neohome to another and delivering messages. His assigned locality had been in the suburbs of Neopian Central, and he’d known the area like the back of his right flipper. Each day he’d trudged down the same streets, waved hello to the same group of gossiping Unis trotting down Usuki Avenue, and made his way past a half-dozen Lupes out by their decks. That was all a lifetime ago, before Royce had been swept up in the glamorous world of petpet shows.

by sunbathr

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A Pair of Punished Pranksters
The moon was full, and the sky was plagued by ominous shadows. Two Darigan Neopets, a Scorchio and an Aisha, snuck onto the property, spray paint in hand. "I can't believe that Ella beat us in the Beauty Contest," grumbled the Scorchio. "We'll show her!"

by _brainchild_

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Kiko Lake Survivors Anonymous: Where's My Stuff?
While this intense preparation may lead to victory, it also serves as an opportunity for one notorious team in Neopia to take advantage over all of the rest. For many of us readers, we have been greeted by the terrible “random event” regarding a certain team accepting donations of highly valuable items. For some of us, items of great value have been usurped by the winner of last year’s Altador Cup…Team Kiko Lake.

by rboudre4

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Altador Cup XI Match Report: Out On The Field
This is Kuszemi for the Neopian Times, and today we will be joining Team Moltara and Team Shenkuu out on the field for a game of Yooyuball. There’s going to be lots of running around, I hope we can keep up with them.

by an9375

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Tribulations of a Quest Sceptic: Part One
Everyone around seemed so fixated upon them, as if nothing could be more important than dashing off to some far-flung region of Neopia in order to retrieve a mirror for an impatient, sneering Dark Faerie, or braving the wilds of some forsaken realm in order to ensure that Edna had Poogle fur clippings to add to her latest, noxious brew.

by anjie

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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Five
Maybe if the village wasn’t so consumed in smoke, and he wasn’t choking on the taste of cruel fire magic, and the screaming wasn’t so loud that he can barely hear his own thoughts, he could charge in valiantly like a storybook hero.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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