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Wish Upon A Doughnutfruit

doe.

by liezelotte8
Dozens: Yummy Yummy in My Tummy!

In which the Candy MP is born!

by mandy_wong
Trouble in Paradise: Wraiths

The benefits definitely outweigh the consequences here.

by chasing_stars44
Randome Oddness: Magic & Curses

Mwuahahahaha

by mistyqee
NeoPaper: Cursed Sneezles

Magic makes it a tad more fun, right?

by mbredboy31
Spyders Can't Fly

Poof

by shoyru_lover713
I don't have neopoints

how about magical mortogs?

Collab with tonyrichard

by dinha_reeves

Countdown to...

coming soon to neopia near you...

by welikedots
Just mutant things vol. 6

Beware of witches who use Sloth's recipes.

by jacquelineramrez
The Magical Misadventures of Super Attack Pea

Looks like it's beyond The Point of No Return now.

Collab with _aragorn_

by joslucca3000

Hexed

Petpets can't actually curse their owners... Right...?

by bobtehcat1
Darkest Corner: Levitate!~

............l

by dark_elfa
 
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The Magic Exams Of The Magic Schools



In Neopia magic feels as commonplace as water. But don’t be fooled, though the presence of all those Faeries, wizards, and witches would make you think otherwise, the ability to use magic is a rare ability not easily learned let alone to master. It’s for this very reason that schools of magic were formed all around Neopia. However each magic school is not the same (some aren’t even exclusively magic schools), and there’s no better way to explain this than revealing their exam methods. And I’m not talking about written exams as I go over



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Paranoia
Danner leaned on his desk and rubbed his temples, hoping to coax his blasting headache away. A tiny trail of steam from a piping hot cup of tea wafted slowly toward his head, imparting a most metallic and bitter scent. He did not particularly enjoy tea, let alone this mauled abomination that the castle's potion-master had brewed for him, but it did work for its intended purpose, presumably.

by likelife96

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Regar and the Potion
The light from the fire was just bright enough to illuminate Regar’s desk. The parchments were rolled up onto each other, the wet ink smearing at the corners. The fire also shone an orange light onto the other fixtures of Regar’s home: the tall bookshelf filled with every magic book under the sun, potions that had been passed down from masters to apprentices for thousands of years, specimens that seemed to move when just out of eyeshot, a rusty kettle atop an old wooden end table, a thick shaggy coat that hung on the wall beside an intricate walking stick, and, finally, a musty cot, taken from an abandoned cabin and covered with moss to add comfort.

by butterflybandage

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Foreseeing Kaia’s Future
What’s more magical than a faerie that can see the future? The answer is a faerie whose story has only just begun! While we aren’t blessed with Kaia’s gift, we can speculate at her future in Neopia, and all that she will do by Fyora’s side. This article will examine some of the possible ways the newest faerie will make her mark on Neopia, but it is by no means an exhaustive list. The future isn’t written in stone, after all!

Collab with cloudypoogle and readler

by suixx


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Life After the Curse
This article first appeared in “The Faerieland Gazette.”

by black_skull725

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The Curse of the Impatient Seamstress
Justine smiled brightly as she surveyed her sewing room. It was immaculate. Not only was it immaculate, but it was filled with only the finest equipment and materials available. She shrugged the bag on her shoulder off and sat it down on her table next to her sewing machine. She pulled out the pattern she had just bought and sat it down on the table. She had promised herself that she would finish this dress before morning, and she wasn’t ready to break her promise to herself.

by rocksysmom

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The Crimson Curse
It had an intricate design, nothing like any other of its kind he had seen before; its base was carved into what looked like tendrils wrapping themselves around the jewel, like a squid ensnaring its prey. He flipped the talisman over, on the back was a carving of a strange winged creature that he could not recognize; its body covered in scales and it had wings comparable in appearance to that of a Shoryu or a Draik.

by shadowknight_72



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