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Issue: 858 | 8th day of Running, Y21 |
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 | A Day in the Life of the Tombola Man! Bzzzt!....Bzzzzt! The alarm clock blares BzzzzZZZZZT! The Tiki Tack (Tombola) man groggily reaches over, looks at the display which says 1:00 AM NST, and turns it off, he blinks his eyes a few times and stretches while he gets out of bed.
by werelupe_zap |  | A Day in the Life of JhudoraJhudora perched at the rails of her castle’s balcony, her head propped up in her hands. She sighed in frustration as she watched the rays of light struggle to shine through the dense forest and vines surrounding her castle. It was another dawn, another day again. What kind of evil would she cook up today? Also written by lookidontcare3 & masters_united
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"A Day in the Life of Jhudora" by breakeven
Jhudora perched at the rails of her castle’s balcony, her head propped up in her hands. She sighed in frustration as she watched the rays of light struggle to shine through the dense forest and vines surrounding her castle. It was another dawn, another day again. What kind of evil would she cook up today?
Being the one and only evil faerie, and one of the most well-known villains of Neopia, Jhudora had a reputation to constantly uphold. Just recently, she’d had a blast creating chaos in Faerieland and around Neopia with a series of events, she chuckled thinking about it. For one, she cast a fog spell over Faerieland, engulfing everything in greys and gloom. Everyone resided indoors as they could hardly make their way out the door. She also created purple smoke portals around Neopia that teleported you to a random part of Neopia when you stepped through them — the worst part was that the portals closed immediately after you entered them. It left a lot of Neopians stranded and distressed, it was a day of pandemonium.
Today, however, Jhudora could not think of anything. In fact, she had been up all night, restless and racking her brains for ideas, but she was coming up empty. She shrugged and muttered, “I guess I’ll just carry on my day like any other. Maybe I’ll get some inspiration along the way.”In the distance, she spotted a few minions, —ahem— Neopets, inching their way up her castle’s path. Oh yes, her lovely fans and other peasants would be here soon to visit her.
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 Shadow Play:Part Three
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 The Scorned House:Part Two
At that very moment, they turned tail, dashing through the forest as fast as their feet could let them. A loud chorus of stomps and the rustling of grass sounded behind them. Armin made a motion to look back; but Gilly tightened her grasp and pulled on his arm, forcing his attention on the road.“Don’t look back! Keep running!”
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