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Circulation: 189,880,593 |
Issue: 561 | 7th day of Gathering, Y14 |
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Short Stories
| Volunteering at the PoundI walked into the large, menacing building. I could see a pink Uni at the counter, writing furiously on something...
by melina322 | | A Well-Deserved VacationShe really needed a vacation. And that was a large irony in and of itself. She worked at a Neolodge, after all.
by panda_girl555 | | Attempting Ultimate Bullseye"He obviously didn't like that joke."
"Well, what did you expect? You told a joke about OLIVES."
by silverdragonfly70 | | A Pirate's GameWe would make land for the night, and take on Krawk Island tomorrow.
by warriorsrock965 | | Uni Battle!It was a bright and cheery morning in Meri Acres. The birds were in the orchards, signing merrily as if it were their last. The sun heated the land pleasantly, baking the farm road into a golden brown.
by countess_of_ondore | | The First Piece"The Grimoire of Inkdeath... does it not sound entirely exciting?" Dempsey gave Theo no chance to respond...
by graveyardcandyapple | | Liku and the Quest for a Magic Cookie"Even humans can catch illnesses, you silly JubJub."
by fashiongirl25 | | Endless NightHunter tossed and turned in his bed. The White Lupe knight just couldn't sleep โ it had been exactly two years since his father, Sir Arthur Penn of Meridell, fell to the blade of General Kass.
by mecha_fang |
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Headlines "A Well-Deserved Vacation" by panda_girl555 She really needed a vacation. And that was a large irony in and of itself. She worked at a Neolodge, after all. "Welcome to the Royal Neopian, how may I help you?" the Shoyru said promptly, a speech she had rehearsed many times...
Other Stories
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Shopkeeping Without Restocking Restocking might seem like a simple process โ an item appears in a shop, you buy it, and you resell it for a profit โ but as anyone who's tried it can attest, it can become far more complex if you intend to do it well.
by butterfly_frolics |
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Tales from Neopia Central: Part Eight He was an insurance salesman. And, in his humble opinion, not a vastly good one at that.
Largely out of coincidence and misunderstanding the little yellow Kacheek had seen himself rise to the level of Director of Operations...
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