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Issue: 702 | 9th day of Collecting, Y17 |
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Short Stories
 | Twice as Nice"He's already read this one," Cleo said, setting the small hardcover copy of Courgette Farming down on the table before plucking out the teabag from her mug. The Vandagyre inspected the satchel's tag for a moment before tossing it into the wastebasket.
by interstella |  | The Potion PredicamentWith a smile, Snazztacular the Purple Lupe poured Sloth Spaghetti onto the plate of yet another Grundo at the Virtupets Space Station. A gigantic line had formed outside Grundo's Cafe, every one of the clients eager for a delicious meal. Snazz was in fact doing volunteer work; the profits from the food sales were going to charity.
by _brainchild_ |  | The Pirate King Files: Amulet of the Twelve SandsThe Chia Police officer scribbled something in his notebook and glanced again at the glass display case. According to the museum curator, the thing inside had been stolen, and yet the glass showed no signs of breaking or tampering. Someone simply unlocked the box and removed the item.
by ezel68 |  | GrellanHowever, our story is about one of the very few Neopets who were not raised by a loving family; instead, he was born in the Case 15-A of Laboratory #8 and his homeland was the Virtupets Research Centre. Also by cherokee165
by mabi1234 |  | The Adventure in Krawk Island I can feel the soft golden sand on my back and the bright sun shining in my eyes. I awaken at a Island lying in the sand near the docks, I am here with nothing but a small bag of dubloons. I seem to be at alone right now trying to find a treasure of some sort and my father's seem to have disappeared leaving a note "I'll be back soon", yet the ship is still here, not in great condition but able to sail to other places.
by latizule |  | A Day in the Life of a WeewooThe blue Kacheek finished the last sentence of the letter, dipping the quill into the ink one more time to sign her name in a flourish. Next to her, Avis, a white Weewoo, dozed in a roomy bird cage, her head tucked under her wing.
by butterfly7672 |  | Timmett's TransformationThe auction house echoed with life, its high stone walls and wood floors reverberating with the sounds of arguing people. Auctioneers shouted over one another as lots rose in price and bidding times ran out.
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"Grellan" by mabi1234
Most Neopets are created by caring, sweet owners who groom them and take them to Neoschool. A few others are adopted at a young age and raised by their kind new family. Less fortunate ones are sent to the Lab Ray, but end up having fun there with unexpected changes.
However, our story is about one of the very few Neopets who were not raised by a loving family; instead, he was born in the Case 15-A of Laboratory #8 and his homeland was the Virtupets Research Centre.
His name was Experiment GR-12.
He was not the only one there, though; many other Neopets and strange creatures also lived at the Research Centre. GR-12 was a Grundo, created as the successful result of a series of experiments with the sole purpose of having a Neopet who would be able to revive dead plants.
GR-12 never knew why he had been given such powers and to which purpose would they serve in the future. Indeed, it is always unclear what Sloth’s next plan will be. For the research facility was run and funded by no one other than the infamous Dr. Frank Sloth.
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 Are You a True Neopian?
In my opinion it is not your achievements that make you a Neopian but your mistakes and failures and how you learn from them. We can’t all be well known or fantastic at games or collecting avatars or in the Battledome. But we can all commiserate together when things go wrong. If you still keep coming back to this site despite all the disasters and upsets you truly can consider yourself a Neopian.
by equinewhispers |
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 Fire-Born: Part Two
What had happened? Was there a fire? Vineti the Chocolate Aisha looked around the rest of the room, but everything else was normal. She could have sworn something had been burning, and there was ash on her bedcovers.
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 Meegla and Fargon's Not-So-Intergalactic Adventures
Sweat ran down the side of Meegla's face as she stared at the card in her gloved paws. Yesterday, the Aisha had spent four hours playing Guess the Card with her humble sidekick, Fargon the Grundo. Fargon had been bored out of his mind, begging her to go play some Destructomatch III with him instead, but Meegla had insisted he let her guess the patterns on the cards until her guesses were nearly 90 percent correct.
by hybatsu |
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