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What Kind of Neopian Are You? by warriorsrock965 | | Description: Are you a nice Neopian or Evil? |
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Slorgs: The Perfect Petpet by warriorsrock965 | | Description: Searching for the perfect petpet? Well, search no longer! |
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A Speech for Pin by warriorsrock965 | | Description: I never thought the day would come when I would be ashamed of my sister, but it has. |
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Adopted by warriorsrock965 | | Description: "You lied to me! Both of you!" he said, finally turning to face his original owner. |
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The Search by warriorsrock965 | | Description: That friend, that perfect Petpet, was nowhere, gone from Neopia. Invader wondered if there was even such a thing. |
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The Letter by warriorsrock965 | | Description: Mud hadn't been the first thing I thought was covering her when she walked in. |
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Worthless by warriorsrock965 | | Description: This wasn’t a good life. It was a terrible existence. He was nothing. |
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Afraid by warriorsrock965 | | Description: No one sane would actually want to visit the Beast. |
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The Troubles of a Pea by warriorsrock965 | | Description: I want to tell you a story about what my life has been like up until now... It wasn't as easy as it seems it would be! |
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A Haunted Woods Trip by warriorsrock965 | | Description: "I don't want to go to the Haunted Woods!' I complained, crossing my little Baby Grundo arms. |
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A Pirate's Game by warriorsrock965 | | Description: We would make land for the night, and take on Krawk Island tomorrow. |
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Based on Appearances by warriorsrock965 | | Description: My owner didn't find me in the normal fashion. I wasn't found in some Petpet Shop. |
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Orbia's Day "Hi, Orbia, can I have a hug?" she asked cheerfully. Orbia shook her head. She had no time; she had to find her plushies.
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