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3 Great Themed Neopet Account Ideas
by kahlen369 | | Description: Have you ever looked at your User Lookup and just thought to yourself, “I love all my Neopets separately, but together, they just don’t seem to match!” Well then, this list is perfect for you, because now you can finally find pets that are not just perfect by themselves, but also as a set. Yes, I’m talking about doing themed Neopet accounts! |
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What Is A Good Book Really Worth?
by kahlen369 | | Description: Even a single article for the Neopian Times takes a lot of hard work and research. Just imagine all that and magnify it tenfold, a hundredfold, a thousandfold even (depending on how thick this book is). Place yourself in the author’s shoes, think about all the long hours you spent crouched over a desk, pen in hand, scribbling tirelessly at your manuscript. Their blood, sweat and tears were poured into those paper pages, and their hopes and dreams went into the words printed on it. |
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How To Be Creative (And Make Neopoints Off It)
by kahlen369 | | Description: If you’ve got a talent for bringing Neopets (and Petpets too!) to life using your words or your drawings, then you’ve got quite an opportunity to show off these gifts and get rewarded for it at the same time. |
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 A Baby and a Brute: Part One
The wind tore through the woods with a fearsome howl, rattling the leafless branches. Everything was white but it was far from a winter wonderland. A lone figure trekked through the deep snow...
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 Southward Bound: Part Two
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As soon as his breaths had turned into the gentle wheezes of dreamers, I knew it was time. The moon bore witness to my fleeting figure, noting without emotion my attempts to keep as quiet as I could as I tiptoed out of the room. It saw me find what I was looking for, and offered a handful of moonbeams to aid my inspections. I accepted them, though they turned out to be unnecessary. I’d already known it’d be perfect.
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