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Issue: 687 | 26th day of Relaxing, Y17 |
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Fancy a Simple Game of Chance? by kaddisti | | Description: Let's play!
Art by essyllus |
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Brother Knows Best by kaddisti | | Description: Something has Happened!
Art by devil_in_a_red_dress |
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Mutant Musical by kaddisti | | Description: Something has happened!
Art by devil_in_a_red_dress |
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Always Improving by fanlia | | Description: She's been getting better at this every day!
Also by kaddisti |
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Sole Reasons by kaddisti | | Description: The Esophagor Bed |
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Not So Subliminal Messaging by fanlia | | Description: The Space Faerie has her ways...
Idea by kaddisti |
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Occupational Hazard by fanlia | | Description: He should have thought about this more clearly before he took the job...
Concept by kaddisti |
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Greedy Kadoaties by l_like_animals | | Description: Sometimes charity is undeserved.
Idea by kaddisti |
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The Very Hungry... Drawer by sarah2396 | | Description: Hey, will you get my paints out?
Also by kaddisti |
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Neopian Starlights by sarah2396 | | Description: That star is blinking!
Also by kaddisti |
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Kiko Feet! by kaddisti | | Description: I have feet? Idea by Fanlia! |
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The Beginning of the Shadow: Part Two The Shadow Bandit stood silently on the roof. She looked through the window, at the Shadow Shoyru. She hadn’t tried to control any of her actions. But she would still be here. For her.
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How to Plan a Vacation Disaster This daily routine that we’ve been following for the past nine months was finally over. School was finally over and we were all crowded into the living room where our mother was waiting for us.
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Friday: Therapy Session His Client was sprawled atop a red lounge chair while he regarded his therapist’s counselling office. He was reviewing the events that led up to his current predicament. Shrugging his shoulders, he revealed, “I’m unattached again.”
by vanquishee |
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