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Something has Happened! - Pity Party

How hard could it be to get from the Auction House to the Bank?

by _kate_e_did_
Etta and the Old Timesake, Part 2

It's great to see some friendly faces!

by shadowstrand
Pumpkin Patch Adventure

i'll take it

Also by josesquats

by dianalovee

Pumpkin Carving

Just a little Halloween fun

Also by kimmyfied.

by depraving

Mishaps in the battledome - snowager

Pea throws snowball

Idea by starscreamer54

by devotedly

Shiny Things: Gormball Championship

He REALLY likes shinies.

by aizar
Best Uncle Ever

At least they didn't throw a Hissi fit

by terukiyo
Baker's Touch

What's wrong?

Collaboration with sessduh :)

by lastnightgus

The Trials and Tribulations of Restocking

I'll take this potion please

by therealsparkle8205
Altadorian Antics - Deep Thoughts

Torakor is a philosopher on his days off.

by coela_girl

Don't forget behind the veins

Collab with spotsilver

by tian174

Halloween special: Spyder

Very scary

also by mixioman663)

by jesillu

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"Mystery of the Brightville Vanishing:Part Three " by josephinefarine
"And you found this note where?” “It was pinned to a desk with a knife,” answered Orlitz. She was back in the Brightville ticket booth, seated in a beanbag chair. Well, the Cybunny wanted to be seated, but it was difficult to appear dignified whilst sinking into an oversized plush sack. Across from her, Sophia Grigsby leaned against her desk and studied the ransom note found in the welcome center. “I think this, without a doubt, proves that Erin is being held against her will,” she continued, “so I think it’s time we contacted the Brightvale Guard.” Orlitz struggled out of her lumpy seat (which at this point had absorbed most of the Cybunny), and reached for the ransom note, but Sophia stopped her. She slumped back into the beanbag. “Orlitz, I’m not sure I want Brightville to get this kind of publicity so close to its demolition,” she began, “and for all we know, this might as well be some sort of publicity stunt to preserve the park. You never found Lou, did you?”

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Beware The Zomutt!
A shock of light blue fur emerged from behind the Ice Caves' headstone in the Game Graveyard. Large floppy ears twitched as the Neopet raised his nose to the sky and scented the air. The Baby Lupe's red bandanna was disheveled and his eyelids drooped. He had spent the last hour challenging himself with the now retired puzzles in the Ice Caves.

by manifestbethany


Halloween Preparations Guide
Halloween is quickly approaching and you want to be sure that you have everything prepared for Halloween night.

by mewemy


Celebrating Korbat Day this Fall
Korbats face the stigma of being seen as terrifying neopets - I mean afterall, they are bats and they lurk in the darkest of nights with their favourite haunt being the eerie Haunted Woods.

by breakeven


The Book of the Twelve:Part Seven
VII-I. Gyn-Marg, the Knight

by herdygerdy


Mystery of the Brightville Vanishing:Part Three
“And you found this note where?”

by josephinefarine

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