Short Stories
 | How Luke Got his Groove InitiallyWell, you’ll never believe this, but the Buzz that you’re talking to now used to be just plain old yellow. And not just any yellow! Oh, no. I’m talkin’ about that nasty, putrid yellow that you see oozing off of a rancid can of Achyfi. This is a story, well, actually, my story, of how I became this beautiful snowy bug that you know today.<
by xxsicklullabiesxx |  | A Journey In FriendshipZilean, an older Pirate Krawk and an eccentric sorcerer who calls a clock tower his home, had always had an obsession with time travel. After countless years and failed attempts, he was finally successful at designing an enchantment that made it possible to travel in time. The enchantment took the form of a glowing orb that emitted a green smoke so thick it could fill your lungs. All Zilean had to do was close his eyes, imagine where and when he wanted to go, reach out, and touch the orb.
by painted_dreams87 |  | Cafeteria Food"Look," Starry said. "It has nothing to do with a lack of ability to make potions, to teach, et cetera- It's that you're saying it's at school. Our school." Chris sat down on an orange, hovering Virtupets bed. Slowly, he nodded. "You're right. That'd be terrible." "But I am a terrible person. School starts in two weeks. See you then."
by forestfleet |  | The Perk Of Being A PlushieThey even shared the same goal: to be able to buy a paint brush and get painted. The girls did not know what kind of paint brush they wanted, they just knew that nothing would make them happier than to be painted.
by she_chose_love |  | The Inventor's Craft"What? Nothing changed." Mira responded with a roll of her eyes. "But don’t you see, it worked!" the young faerie beside her spoke with the same enthusiasm as the Neopet inventor. Her brown dress was quite plain for a faerie. Then again, Kreludor isn't a place to be one's fanciest attire on. Especially with the places that she and Mira had been visiting.
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"The Perk Of Being A Plushie" by she_chose_love
Once upon a time, in a land far far away called Neopia, there were these two yellow Ixi’s named Sarah and Stacey. They were best friends and always did everything together. Sarah and Stacey had been friends since they were baby Ixi's, they were so close they were almost like sisters. It was very rare that you would ever see one girl without the other once being very close by. They even shared the same goal: to be able to buy a paint brush and get painted. The girls did not know what kind of paint brush they wanted, they just knew that nothing would make them happier than to be painted.
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I happened upon a few topics discussing rumors about how to get published into the Neopian Times. These comments intrigued me, so after I scribbled down a list of the most common ones, I poured myself a sixth cup of coffee, and left for the Neopian Times headquarters to see for myself if they were accurate or not.
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However, there is still a gap in the wearables market that I think is yet to be filled: hobbies! There’s so much in Neopia, for players & pets, to help pass the time, it seems criminal not to have wearables to match! Therefore I have taken it upon myself to compile some examples of much-needed wearables, and most importantly, supplied some suggestions for people from what wearables are already available (yes, you’re right, perhaps I need a hobby).
by blueberrymuffinpops |
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 Strange Strangers: Part Two
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 Duplicity: Part Seven
Gali quivered while the guards poured a bitter liquid down his throat. All parts of his body shook out of control, disobeying his every command. He wanted to push the guards away, ask them what was going on, but he could not.
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