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Issue: 719 | 12th day of Awakening, Y18 |
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 | The Nightmare: Part OneThe sun shined brightly in a dense forest. Evergreen trees surrounded the field in a thick shade, the leaves and branches rustling in the wind. A lone insect circled around, its wings fluttering, beating the summer air. A pair of hands clasped together, missing the tiny bug by a hair. Arthur stood upright on his toes, smirking at the quickness of the insect.
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Confessions of a Neopets Fanatic
It began so insidiously. I signed in just to do a few dailies, mostly just for the fun of it: Fruit Spin (because I was eternally hopeful for an Eventide Paint Brush), Tombola (because the Tiki Tack Man missed me if I didn’t pay him my daily visit, and occasionally he tossed a nice codestone at me), and Coltzan’s Shrine (because who in her right mind wanted to miss out on free stats?). I made sure that I collected my paltry interest each day with the reasonable anticipation that my meager fortune would grow. And of course, I visited the Shop of Offers. The fifty or a hundred Neopoints I got weren’t what motivated me to go there. Mainly, it was because that smiling Slorg who always greeted me was just so cute. Then along came Anchor Management and Forgotten Shore and (dear blessed Fyora!) a chance to win a Draik egg or a morphing potion. From then on, you couldn’t pay me to stay away from those two dailies. The first time that glorious and conveniently placed little shovel in the sand at the shore resulted in a Draik egg I knew that I was hooked.
Other Stories
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 A Watery Reunion
It was a stormy night in the Month of Awakening. Even at this time of the year, the last vestiges of winter were displaying their full force across Neopia. Thick blankets of snow covered the lands near the poles, and even along the equator there were strong blizzards and icy winds blowing at freezing temperatures.
by light_faerie382 |
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 With Roses in Her Eyes
The roses in the break room were dying again. Dying and drying, their petals furling back on themselves, and their buds puckered as they squeezed out the last drops of water. She always forgot to change the water of the flowers she bought in after the weekend. Roses, her namesake.
by phoenix_through_fire |
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 10 Life Applicable Attributes Gained from Neopets
I've been a Neopian for several years now. As I enter adulthood I can not help but take note of the many valuable lessons that I have learned over my years of playing. Some people often argue that video games are just a waste of time. I would invite them to take a deeper look into the Neopian society and discover the many things that you will be able to take away from "just playing a game".
by sgn |
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 How to Win the Poetry Competition
I see you’re here because you want to know how you can get your poem submitted to the Poetry Competition! There are so many wondrous things in Neopia to explore and write about, and so many hilarious and heart-warming poems to read, so of course it’s difficult to not want to write your very own poem!
by flustre |
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