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Week - 712
A Kadtacular Christmas
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: Vinny pressed his nose into the glass, a fine mist clouding the window as he breathed. It was a mild day in Neopia Central, they don’t feel the same chill that comes to the residents of Happy Valley, but he was still sporting a light blue jacket. Vinny was out with owner looking at the Neopian shops for Christmas gifts when a particular establishment caught his eye. |
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Nerkmid Dreams: Unexpected Wall Decorations
by therainbowsheep | | Description: Uh, yeah, I totally sold them... Art by brooklyn3223 |
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Tough Competition
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: Also by alyndasgallery |
| Week - 721
The Struggle With Snowwy
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: I just don't get it. |
| Week - 722
Count Von Roo's Deadly Hour
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: It's all starting to make sense. Also by azusa_k
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| Week - 725
Chia Day Madness
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: Big dreams my little friend Also by marbear_4u |
| Week - 729
Why Kadoaties Don't Make Good Supporters
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: That's not really the noise we were looking for Also by azusa_k |
| Week - 736
The Evolution of the Hoagie Kadoatie
by brooklyn3223 | | Description: If I fits, I sits. Also by mapthesoul |
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 The Vine of Destiny: Book 1, The Apprentice Pirates: Part Five
As she continued her work, her sharp ears picked up the sound of footsteps approaching her house. A confused look crossed her face and she listened more carefully. It was unusual for anyone in the village besides her to be up at this hour, but it couldn’t simply be a group of young’uns looking to play a prank on her. The footsteps belonged to adult men, judging from the sound.
by teamchao466 |
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 The Moderately Evil Faerie: Part Three
Spite rubbed her eyes as she slowly began to wake up. The rising sun was filtering through the windows near the basement’s ceiling in a way that lit up the entire room. As she began to sit up, she heard Malice muttering under her breath.
by rocksysmom |
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