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The Irony of Imagination

It was an unusually dreary day. I'd just dozed off at the immaculately neat desk of my T-shirt store that sold everything. Everything, that is, except T-shirts...

by crispycheesypizza
Help Wanted

Jimina closed her eyes and sighed deeply. She knew the mischievous faerie didn't MEAN to cause trouble...

Also by _mynci_89

by enigma_on_ice

The White Weewoo's Song

The Eyrie snapped to attention before the stout Pirate Bruce, balanced on his tippy-toes and back straight as a board. "Yes, sir..."

by velvette
A Real Yooyuball Hero

Today was the day of the highly anticipated Altador Cup match-up between Maraqua and (his own personal favorite team) Darigan Citadel. Unfortunately, he hadn't been able to get a ticket...

Also by geneames1

by boobuddie12

350 Words

Oh, wow – this is how you can tell I'm just an editor at the Times. I don't know how to tell a story. There, I've launched into the plot and everything without...

by sweetie_me274
Never Upon A Time

The port rang with noise. Hazel, loitering by a small white building that was attracting the least traffic, watched the goings on with a mixture of fascination and apprehension...

by weaponstar
Hey, Hey, Are You Ready?

"Tired, Mal?" Mom joked, obviously knowing the answer...

by nativsis
350 Meters

His real name, Moogi, was not known to the spectators at the track. To them, he was just Poogle One...

by jdb1984
True Beauty

She wanted to scream. It was so unfair. Why couldn't she have been a Xweetok too...

by dianacat777
An Adventure With Ackington

The scientist, who had been busy trying to pin down the Mallard to the table, looked up at his guests. "Just some minor technical difficulties, kids!"

by euphemism_to
350 Days Of My Deepest Desires

"Feel free to go. I'll see you again tonight after sunset," Nyx addressed his lamp...

by ayame_23
The Long-Awaited Arrival

The Yurble looked up briefly to groan about the unconquerable level of dust these days, and saw a strange sparkle through a window...

by yoyote
In Exactly 350 Words

Stifling a yawn, she tried to stay awake as the President of the Writing Club droned on and on about the importance of the 350th issue...

by precious_katuch14
The Neopian Times' Glory

They decided to create a singular neopoint bag worth exactly 350 neopoints and donate it to the Neopian Times itself...

by akari24
Neopian Times Addict

Bob was a Disco Mynci and he was very excited about the 350th Neopian Times coming out. He enjoyed every Neopian Times...

Also by mmaarryy356

by stevo_013

Quiggles Don't Eat Cream

"Oh, BigPigWig," Persepheus said. "Wumpy's dripped through a crack again! And he's so hard to spot since you painted him sketch!"

Also by sattvik

by twocoo

Under a Gently Swaying Sign

"Well..." Cyrus said slowly, "I do need to leave, but I've got an- um- errand to run before I head home..."

by spunk1
Message In A Bottle

The sand was golden, shining, and caressed Chello's feet as she walked along the beach. She sighed happily. This was the life. It was so peaceful here, so serene...

by reveirie
Linger

The grinding must have been the tomb door opening, and I didn't feel like hanging around for a few days to scare some other small, fluffy Neopian. I had better things to do with my time...

by wicked_summer
By Word of Mouth: A Comedy in Two Acts

Since when does the Neopian Times publish dreadful rants about cheese?

by raccoonkid230
Three Hundred and Fifty Years of Knowledge

Strange as it may sound, the only mystery he had never been able to completely unveil had to do with himself. He knew nothing of his own origin...

by imogenweasley
Spooky: Read It And Reap

A bold lettered advertisement caught his attention, and upon a second reading of it, the glowing Korbat grinned broadly. "Hey, this job looks promising..."

Art by ghostkomorichu

by nimras23

 
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"Three Hundred and Fifty Years of Knowledge" by imogenweasley
He was the Brain Tree. Strange as it may sound, the only mystery he had never been able to completely unveil had to do with himself. He knew nothing of his own origin. He knew how old he was and the date of his birthday with the help of complicated calculations, but the reason behind his existence and the source of his intelligence were unknown, even to him. Sometimes, when he racked his brain and tried to force the earliest memory he could remember...




Other Stories


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Your White Weewoo and You
White Weewoos aren't at all difficult to manage, and they're lovely singers.

by doopingla

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What Kind of Weewoo Are You?
To celebrate the 350th issue of the Neopian Times, I've created a quiz to help you find out which Weewoo you are.

by confiserie

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Being Grey: Part Two
"Idiot," Laeren whispered under her breath as the faerie stepped closer. This had all been a trap...

Also by psychopsam

by mithril_mithrandir


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The Golden Globes of Light: Part Six
That evening, we went back to Neopia City to buy some supplies for our journey to the Desert of Roo. We did not dare fly once we approached the desert...

by torkie10

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Koijuro and the Meepits - Part 6
Koijuro has annoying Meepits in his Neohome.

by newcomix

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Potato Counting for Meepits
I got it!

Also by doody_duty

by babyazndragon




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