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Gone Monsters, Where Are They Now?
Neopia is a fantastical world, filled with wonders and excitement. However after a while you realize that doesn’t mean it’s free of worries. Whether you just heard tales or had your own experience, Neopia has many malicious monsters and grim ghosts hiding around the corner. However we have ways of fighting off the daily terrors such as the Pant Devil or Shadow Usul. But those are evils we know about, what about the ones we don’t? Or, more specifically, we did know about? With so many monsters some were bound to vanish from the public eye. What happened to them? Where are they now? And can they become a possible threat again?
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100 Ghost Stories One night in Shenkuu a group of four pets were sitting around a fire and telling ghost stories. The thought was that if they told one hundred stories that they would be able to summon a ghost. It was already late and they had told a few stories already, but now the darkness was really setting in...
by greenj12356 |
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Gone Monsters, Where Are They Now? Whether you just heard tales or had your own experience, Neopia has many malicious monsters and grim ghosts hiding around the corner. However we have ways of fighting off the daily terrors such as the Pant Devil or Shadow Usul. But those are evils we know about, what about the ones we don’t?
by pikachu315111 |
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The Ardors and Agonies of Witchcraft: Part Two The next morning, Seneca made up for her leisurely first day by spending hours upon hours at Alless’s command. Seneca turned pages while Alless read and tried not to die of boredom, she grabbed whatever ingredients were needed and tossed them into the cauldron, and once she was even called upon to run down to the market and buy pickled Techos’ feet
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Chasing Treasure: Part Three They made sail under the last fringes of darkness, the rosy hue of dawn leeching into the sky above them. Bannok gripped the helm with white knuckled fingers and focussed on staying awake and vertical. Sam could handle the rest of the ship himself, and Niettah - so long as she wasn't getting in the way, that was all Bannok needed.
by aethelar |
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