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A Day in the Life of Jeronie
by applefaerie99 | | Description: What an exhausting and frustrating day. My day off and I spent it cleaning out my overly stuffed safety deposit box. If only the first thing I had run into hadn't been my stash of smug bug sticky paper. I am glad no other Neopians stopped by to see me. First I got one stuck on my foot, and while trying to remove it got another stuck on my left paw. My teeth finally got me out of that situation. Where did the rest of the day go? Also by starburst_cutie |
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Faerie Droppings - Soup
by applefaerie99 | | Description: Nooooo! |
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Spyder and Flies
by applefaerie99 | | Description: Even spyders enjoy junk food. |
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The Retracticity Core
by crazy_holly_ii | | Description: The day starts with breakfast, like it always does. Borovan doughnuts today, imported from Neopia, just a rainbow ride away from Roo Island. Jeronie makes coffee for herself, musing while she does. Also by applefaerie99 |
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There Is Something In My Closet And It Is Roaring!
by applefaerie99 | | Description: It was an early evening in Shenkuu. My friends, Jeulienna the Yellow Lenny and Manigolaia the Cloud Ruki and I, Zannidda, a Starry Xweetok, had just enjoyed a mouth-watering dinner together of Pirate Lupe pasta with Cheesy Onion sticks. The discussion on the table was about our favorite games from the Daily Dare Also by alienigenosidad |
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 The Highs and Lows of Tyranu Evavu
A classic Neopian game, Tyranu Evavu will test your luck, your reasoning, and your patience. In this guide, we'll take a look into the history of the game, how it works, and how you can win millions (or, well...thousands. Tyrannians weren't know for being rich, prosperous people).
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 The Spirit of Black Keep: Part One
The reason he’d gotten himself into this, ArPharazonTheGolden decided, was because he could never say “no” to anything. The Faerie Draik perched on the edge of the bed in his cabin in a Shenkuuvian sky-ship, staring at the letter in his claws, not really seeing the words so much as coming to the realisation that he was hopelessly wishy-washy.
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