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Issue: 703 | 16th day of Collecting, Y17 |
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Attack of the Plushies by theschizophrenicpunk | | Description: The sound of fluttering wings echoed through the large room as Sailla froze in the middle of her game and sat there, afraid to look behind her to see what it was... |
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Slushie Snag by theschizophrenicpunk | | Description: Tintilla, Coarse, and Ember walked to the front door of the slushie shop. Ember was talking to Coarse while Tintilla yelled random nonsense. |
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Mystery Island Mayhem by theschizophrenicpunk | | Description: After searching through the lost city of Geraptiku for nearly three hours straight, dodging arrows and venomous petpets, Apsy was more than tired, especially since she and her brother Sky also had to baby-sit their friend Tintilla the Darigan Gelert and her pet Zomutt Nanna that day, for Tintilla was more than crazy – she was always hyper, and, no matter what Apsy or Sky said, Tintilla refused to listen. |
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Mission KatFL by theschizophrenicpunk | Description: OPEN: KSSMO history files
OPEN: file no. 23-543-12, file name: mission records
OPEN: subfile no. 12, subfile name: closed missions
OPEN: mission name: KatFL, mission status: FAILED
VIEW: read-only, mission no. 355222
VIEW: subfile C: description of the failed mission KatFL, taken via dictation, ver batim, from those involved
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And Then There Was Silence: Part One by theschizophrenicpunk | | Description: "Though he couldn't turn from the light, the loss of his love broke him. His heart grew cold and he learned the arts of death. When he was encountered again, he had changed from a warm person into a ruthless assassin." -Unknown author, The Nameless Assassin, text found in the Rathbone Family Crypts, circa Y7 |
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I'm Going To Make Things Right I stood in the doorway of my safety deposit box. Clutter filled every inch, items ranging from old Neggs to 500,000 Neopoint scrolls saved from my earlier years. My Neopets stood silently in the doorway, taking in the mess. “AAAA-CHOO!”
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The Greatest Game Ever Played (Probably) I feel like I owe you all something a bit personal, deeper—some sort of reflection on myself as your fellow Neopian, y'know? * * * Month of Hiding, Day 24, Y15, 9:20 AM. If I was ever awake this early, it was because I'd already been up all night and I still wasn't ready to surrender to my brain's aggressive melatonin assault.
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