Short Stories
 | CorruptionI feel weird. Sometimes I hold a book like a child. Sometimes I wonder why I have never gotten used to my own appearance. I wonder why I can’t socialize. Why nothing worked out for me. Sometimes I stare down at my hands, wondering where I went wrong.
by ellbot1998 |  | Behind The DoorsThere it is. The rusted door. The object of nightmares and hallucinations, and yet you stand right in front of it. Of course, whenever you're curious about something, it always leads to trouble in one form or another, you days of Neoschool being a prime example. But this time, it all started with a vacation.
by rainy_387 |  | Friday: Therapy Session IIfter reading the Neopian Times and seeing the rave reviews about Neopia’s famed Psychologist who could explore anyone’s underlying behavioural and socioemotional problems about themselves, The Neo-citizen took it on himself to see him.
by vanquishee |  | Like ClockworkFrequenting haunted houses is not your idea of fun. Yet, for reasons you cannot fathom, you find yourself creeping up the rickety stairs and slipping inside before the door creaks shut. The darkness is pressing; almost suffocating. You shuffle forward a little, arms outstretched to prevent any potential collisions. Even once your eyes have adjusted to the gloom, it's nearly impossible to see anything further away than a few paces.
by xxskyisfallingxx |  | Super Secret Club: Halloween HavocSummer has passed Neopia by: The once-green leaves have been replaced by a rainbow of reds, oranges and yellows. Carts of vegetables line the streets, peddled by stallholders who have ditched their sunglasses and sandals in favour of scarves and the occasional woolly hat. Shop after shop is bursting with seasonal decorations. Yes, it is most definitely autumn in Neopia Central.
by xpninja |  | Phantom PainWhat I liked and disliked about life was that there were certain roads you were simply destined for. Some Ruki got easy ones. Others got twisting, winding ones. Yet others got foggy ones. Mine is a little bit of the last two, and it’s certainly not easy. I work at night as a Specter Specialist, or “secret spirit slayer,” as the children call it. They can call me anything they like, so long as it remains rumor.
by flufflepuff |
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Splurge or Steal: Neohome 2.0 Halloween Decorating
Halloween is just around the corner, and many Neopians enjoy getting into the spirit by dressing up their Neopets, creating spooky avatar and font combinations, or decorating user lookups. While these are all fantastic ways to celebrate the occasion, Neopians often overlook their 2.0 Neohomes. It’s time to rest easy, Neopia; this article is here to help you with your Halloween decorating needs, no matter your financial situation. Listed below you will find expensive “splurge” items paired with great, affordable “steal” alternatives that fit even the smallest budget.*
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 Halloween Costume Ideas: 11 Spooky Characters
It's that time of year again: the night seems a little bit darker, the air seems a little bit colder, and pets are dressing up in costumes to celebrate Halloween.Without further ado, here are 12 famous spooky characters that make some of the trendiest Halloween costumes this year.Also by 1_ricky_1
by sacados |
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 How to Get the Dr. Sloth Avatar! -- Sort of.
A great deal of Neopians these days are avatar collectors- and being an avatar collector means you have to be a Neopian jack-of-all-trades. However, there's one specific avatar that you're not going to find as a prize of a wheel, as a reward for a great Faerie Bubbles score, or even something you might fall upon in a shop. This avatar is completely out of your hands- and completely in the hands of Neopia's most evil, Dr. Sloth.
by tennesseethomas |
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 Fire-Born: Part Five
“That’s right, you understand now, don’t you?” Eithne said. She brought the hand with the stick backwards, and then whipped it forward. Vineti flinched, bracing herself for impact, but it never came. She opened her eyes again and saw that the stick was now lit, Eithne looking Smug. “Just as I thought.”
by goodsigns |
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 Mr. Aramate's Wonderous Emporium of the Soul: Part Four
Annie had long loved her little cottage. Not just the insides, but its position as well. From her perch in her armchair she had a perfect view out her window to the county field. When her knees had begun to fail and she’d been unable to visit the faire any longer her window had allowed her to keep living the experience through others. Year after year she watched the lines of people heading in, and heard their whoops and cries of joy.
by herdygerdy |
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