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	Ilarrah's Inspiration “Well, of course not. But being a recluse for the rest of time won't help you, either. It's time to try something new. See?” She waved one stitched paw out in front of them, encompassing a wall of cacophony. by goldmoon_
	The Shadow Man's Game It was 3 years ago that same night, with the shining moon high in the sky that he disappeared into The Haunted Woods... by sindria_trace
	Before the Rise The speckled Xweetok didn’t mean to explode the stupid little Bruce’s pencil case. But he’d insulted her glasses, and everyone seemed to forget that part. And then the pencil case exploded completely on its own! Also by princesspesa98 by erroro
	To Be a Defender Picture the streets of Neopia Central without the embrace of everything warm and lively. Tendrils of the night wrap around every possible corner, swallowing the land, transforming it into something else entirely. This is the Neopian Central that not many Neopians will notice. by miu1109
	Stealing the Show In honour of Defenders of Neopia Series 3! by cephalioupod

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"Stealing the Show" by cephalioupod
Next to the profile, stern yellow eyes glowered from within the shadowy depths of a hood. A pair of long, sleek blue ears perched high atop the head seemed to blow in the wind. A few locks of black hair peeked out from under the hood almost teasingly, hinting at a dashing windswept style - perhaps a Unitail. The chiselled blue face was cut dramatically by a scar beneath the right eye, and tipped by a black nose that fans and magazines described as "perfectly boopable". Asha pressed a button and Kanrik's swoonworthy profile vanished from the screen. Her standard Junior Defender communicator was left to display the time again, like an ordinary wristwatch. The athletic Xweetok struck a triumphant pose just like Judge Hog's - she had practised for hours in front of her mirror. "Keep your sticky hands to yourself, Kanrik, or you might just find a pocketful of Justice!" A few passers-by raised their eyebrows at her. "That's because he picks pockets!" Asha called after them, holding her heroically raised fist a little higher. "So if he does, he'll get what he deserves - justice - retribution - it's a one-liner! It's like I carry justice around with me..."

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ARE WE READY FOR APRIL FOOLS?
Since we cannot actually guess what to expect, I’ll tell you the coolest pranks that happened in previous years so you can keep your eyes wide open when the time comes.

by mazaii_3

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Storing Your Abominable Snowball
So what is the best way to store your Abominable Snowball for the warmer weather, and what are the optimal ways to care for him or her during the winter months to prepare them for the days ahead? That's what I'm here for!

by alyseth

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Do You Believe In Magic: Part Three
As strange as the rest of his journey had been thus far, this felt like real magic. The rest could have been pre-arranged, actors stationed at various points in the subterranean caverns for some unknowable reason, but this…this couldn’t have been done naturally. This was his wish come true. This was adventure.

by emblo93

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Defenders Series 3: Siren of the Snows: Part One
In honor of the Defenders Series 3!

by shinkoryu14

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The Dainty Nipper
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by ktseas

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Neopuns: Eyrie
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by apocalyptist

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