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 | The Curious Cases of Scamandre the MageScamandre’s job, as the plaque above his desk boasted, was to act as “pest control” and do something about those pesky Petpets. Yet, in this moment, he was mentally cursing the day he ever left home to study magic.
by butterflybandage |  | A Story Of ExcitementLittle Charlotte ran over the soft clouds making up Faerieland, hoping to catch the Wheel Of Excitement before it closed. She sped past the Healing Springs, narrowly missing crashing into a Blue Quiggle who smiled and stepped away just in time and her face broke into a smile as she spotted the faerie hosting it, who waved as her as she approached.
by sparktater |  | Kasheera's HomeKasheera sighed as she looked out onto the Tyrannian Plateau. She saw Chombies, Pteris, and Grarrls, all playing together and laughing in front of the concert hall. "I’ll never be able to do that," Kasheera thought to herself.
by hollywoodshowbox |  | Home Sweet HomeJust a Candy Elephante trying to find a safe home.
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"Curious Cases of Scamandre the Mage" by butterflybandage
The rolls of parchment were splayed across the frazzled Draik’s desk, taking up more room than the confused Fleeper. It stared at the tip of a wand poking confidently from below the desk, and ruffled its feathers in annoyance when prodded.
The desk belonged to a one Scamandre, a brilliant (yet strange) mage currently working with the Petpet Protection League, holding the lesser known position of Honorary Pest-Control and Head Mage of Investigation into Curious Creatures. Essentially, this meant that the very talented wizard was given the position of knocking on doors, flashing his shiny badge, and inquiring as to whether or not there have been any sightings of questionable Petpets—ever heard of Turmaculus?—and, if there were any unauthorized Petpets on the loose, he chased them.
An “unauthorized” Petpet was a critter that didn’t belong to any Neopian and was not inventoried at a Petpet shop—whether this was a result of abandonment or illegal trading, it didn’t matter; Scamandre’s job, as the plaque above his desk boasted, was to act as “pest control” and do something about those pesky Petpets. Yet, in this moment, he was mentally cursing the day he ever left home to study magic.
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The annual festival of Gadgadsbogen, which means “good good day”, it’s a day that reunites people from around the world, from Kreludor to Neopia Central, from locals to tourists. And did you know that there is a fruit for almost every letter of the alphabet? Well, you are about to find out
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 An Interview With The Grand Bogen!
Every year, Mystery Island explodes with fruit and fun for the annual event of the Gadgadsbogen Festival. We’re here to focus on the man of the hour, the one who leads the charge into the fruit buffet, Rufus the Yellow Kougra!
by lefaii |
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The adventurers faced some challenges which they thought about while they spent some time preparing for their journey to the volcano. It wasn’t long, but it was across the plains of Tyrannia which would not be so easy to cross.
by zirr |
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 Return to Lynwood: Part Three
But this illness felt different. She had never coughed so violently before—it shook her whole body and made her ribs hurt, and there were times when it felt like she couldn’t breathe. And she felt so lethargic, like someone had put a heavy weight on her, making everything except sleep more difficult.
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