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Issue: 1001 | 9th day of Awakening, Y26 |
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The Shape-Shifter's End by purplepeggie | | Description: I staggered off the platform, avoiding the smoke trailing from the still-hot laser ray. I felt different now. |
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Neopia's Food Stores: Rated and Ranked! by purplepeggie | | Description: Neopia's greatest chefs and food critics have assembled to take on the ultimate task: tasting the food of and rating every single food store in Neopia. |
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Not Another Pound Story by purplepeggie | | Description: "Well, the Pound doesn't really change," Jefo murmured, distracted by his food again. |
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Modern Neoschool Must-Haves by purplepeggie | | Description: As autumn approaches, bringing with it the maple-scented promise of hot Candy Pumpkin Lattes, Halloween Jubjubs lining leaf-strewn streets, and Extra Plaid Scarves shielding against the chilly Neopian air, one thing is for certain: the month of Gathering is upon us. |
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Beneath Bomberry Bridge by purplepeggie | | Description: Thursday nights are Gahwaine’s turn to go foraging. Everyone waits impatiently for his return; the Mutant Skeith knows the best places to scrounge up mostly unblemished omelettes and only half- stepped-on jellies. |
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One Thousand Days of Procrastination by purplepeggie | | Description: "After reading the fifth question on the career quiz, Line realizes that this is not going well..." |
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Be Your Own Valentine: A Self-Care Guide by purplepeggie | | Description: "As the Month of Awakening takes Neopia by storm, filling the streets with the cloying scent of ribbon-tied Dr. Sloth Flower Bouquets and stringing frilly garlands over every available surface, the average Neopian heart finds itself in one of two camps..." |
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Grey to Fuchsia "The old alarm sounded exactly at seven o’clock, same as yesterday, same as the day before. Edgar Rutherford turned gingerly in his bed and rubbed his eyes, crusted with fatigue from another night of unsteady slumber..."
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Knight & Squire: Preface "Lisha remarked as she began unrolling the bandages on Rowan’s lower torso. The Yellow-gold Aisha mumbled something under her breath. Rowan jumped back as he saw Lisha’s hands glow purple, 'What the...'"
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