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Spot the Difference Edition #8

well...can you find them?

by not_sporty
Ink: Inversion - Part 4

And meanwhile, your whereabouts are suddenly classified. What's going on?

by june_scarlet
Blossoms~ Games Night Part 3

heads up...

by twillieblossom
Who am I, edition #2

Edition 2 of the neopia quiz, can you guess who I am?....

by gleenut
Lags for Days

An ode to our days of lags.

Collaborated with fellow neopian Taluse.

by kiwigoddesskimmie

Don't mess with me

lookie here..

by _gizmo_stern_
The Card

It went better than expected.

by trishabeakens
 
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"The Pirate King Files - Saving Princess Lotus " by ezel68
Night had fallen on Neopia Central, and outside of the Defenders of Neopia's headquarters, a pink Aisha named Mimi was pacing. A lot of things had been on her mind lately. She and her partner, Uchiha Zwiro, were in talks to be promoted to Rank III defenders. With that would come a whole new slew of responsibilities - and the possibility that she and Uchiha would be assigned different partners. She had been with Uchiha ever since her promotion from Cadet so long ago. They had been through so much together, and were loyal with each other through all of it. Uchiha was a powerful ally with his immense strength and speed, he was kind, strong, and brave, and there was something about that cheeky smile and those warm brown eyes... The hairs on the back of Mimi's neck stood up, as if they were charged with static electricity. Mimi glanced behind her, but saw no one. Perhaps there was a storm coming, or her magical powers were flaring with her emotions again... A hand clasped over her mouth, a hand that smelled of ozone and made her teeth sting as if she'd bitten into metal. Mimi's magic flared, but the hand did not relent. A harsh voice whispered into her ear."Hello, sister." ~~~~ Agent Uchiha Zwiro, alias Pirate King, yawned as he rose from his bed. The pirate Xweetok knew that had to do a lot of things today,




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The Toymaker
Snow fell in a hush on black rooftops and parapets, softening the look of decorative spikes and giving white wigs to gargoyles. Firelight flickered in hundreds of windows, creating a swarm of stars in a sea of dark stone.

by cosmicfire918

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The Pirate King Files - Saving Princess Lotus
Night had fallen on Neopia Central, and outside of the Defenders of Neopia's headquarters, a pink Aisha named Mimi was pacing.

by ezel68

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The Background For The Neopian Times
Have you ever looked at the background of the Neopian Times, and wondered why there is a Red Lenny wearing a cookie costume? Perhaps you`re curious to know the names of the various petpets and items scattered across the image that make up the backdrop of our beloved newspaper?

by aleu1986

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Working at Kelp Restaurant: All You Need to Know!
For those pets looking for an esteemed establishment in which to kickstart their fine dining career, we have a former waitress from Kelp Restaurant to give us an inside scoop! Join us as Karen the Kacheek gives us the details on the menu, the drinks and how to achieve a coveted service position at Kelp!

by kimi10552

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A Queen's Ascension - War:Part Eleven
Sankara knew she was beaten the moment Tomos and Vyssa had arrived with their armies. The Sakhmetian army, with all its might, was not prepared to battle international armies with backups ready to reengage even if they did defeat this first wave.

by dudeiloled

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Isolde and the Faerie Statue:Part Two
She found herself in a wood dense with trees. Most of their leaves had fallen off. Was it winter? No, it couldn’t be, she thought, because it felt so warm. Their branches stretched every which way and made a lattice under the sky through which you could make out little triangles of a faint purple sky. But, while Isolde was looking around, the sky rapidly began getting darker and transformed from a pale mauve to a deep black, so thick and opaque that she could hardly see the trees anymore. The clouds rolled across the sky rapidly, perhaps a little too rapidly and too close to the ground to be natural. Were those clouds, actually? She smelled the air. There was no doubting it—it was smoke.

also written by anachronisms

by tsiegred




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