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Issue: 1036 | 27th day of Relaxing, Y27 |
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Headlines "Those Aren't Pickles..." by legendaryspoon Much mystery surrounds itself around the gloomy region of Neopia called The Haunted Woods. You can talk to many strange creatures there, such as The Brain Tree and The Esophagor. When you are not talking to these oddballs, you can buy your Neopet a Petpet with a face only its mother could love (personally, I find the Mutant Gangee to be rather unsettling when it fixes all three of its red eyes onto me). You may decide to venture further in The Haunted Woods where your eyes will feast upon many more twisted sights. When you step past the tall iron-cladded gate that allows you to enter The Deserted Fairground, you will see several uncanny games and shops available for your choosing. You may decide to subject yourself to draining your pockets after engaging in sketchy entertainment only to turn up with meager rewards. Only, there won’t be any manager you will be speaking with to get your refund. Such is the way of business in this part of Neopia. If you end up frustrated with your time at The Haunted Woods after such trickery, you may decide to spend your hard earned neopoints at places with more merit. That is where you may turn to the foreboding cave with holes that resemble a face, a giant ax wedged in its formation (who put it there?), stalactites and stalagmites that resemble teeth, and a fiery orange glow coming from inside. If you dare step inside, you will be met with a Ghost Scorchio inside of The Haunted Weaponry store. You may be lucky (or unlucky) and notice that there is a selection of items in stock on the shelves...
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