Short Stories
 | CorruptionI feel weird. Sometimes I hold a book like a child. Sometimes I wonder why I have never gotten used to my own appearance. I wonder why I can’t socialize. Why nothing worked out for me. Sometimes I stare down at my hands, wondering where I went wrong.
by ellbot1998 |  | Behind The DoorsThere it is. The rusted door. The object of nightmares and hallucinations, and yet you stand right in front of it. Of course, whenever you're curious about something, it always leads to trouble in one form or another, you days of Neoschool being a prime example. But this time, it all started with a vacation.
by rainy_387 |  | Friday: Therapy Session IIfter reading the Neopian Times and seeing the rave reviews about Neopia’s famed Psychologist who could explore anyone’s underlying behavioural and socioemotional problems about themselves, The Neo-citizen took it on himself to see him.
by vanquishee |  | Like ClockworkFrequenting haunted houses is not your idea of fun. Yet, for reasons you cannot fathom, you find yourself creeping up the rickety stairs and slipping inside before the door creaks shut. The darkness is pressing; almost suffocating. You shuffle forward a little, arms outstretched to prevent any potential collisions. Even once your eyes have adjusted to the gloom, it's nearly impossible to see anything further away than a few paces.
by xxskyisfallingxx |  | Super Secret Club: Halloween HavocSummer has passed Neopia by: The once-green leaves have been replaced by a rainbow of reds, oranges and yellows. Carts of vegetables line the streets, peddled by stallholders who have ditched their sunglasses and sandals in favour of scarves and the occasional woolly hat. Shop after shop is bursting with seasonal decorations. Yes, it is most definitely autumn in Neopia Central.
by xpninja |  | Phantom PainWhat I liked and disliked about life was that there were certain roads you were simply destined for. Some Ruki got easy ones. Others got twisting, winding ones. Yet others got foggy ones. Mine is a little bit of the last two, and it’s certainly not easy. I work at night as a Specter Specialist, or “secret spirit slayer,” as the children call it. They can call me anything they like, so long as it remains rumor.
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"Super Secret Club: Halloween Havoc" by xpninja
Summer has passed Neopia by: The once-green leaves have been replaced by a rainbow of reds, oranges and yellows. Carts of vegetables line the streets, peddled by stallholders who have ditched their sunglasses and sandals in favour of scarves and the occasional woolly hat. Shop after shop is bursting with seasonal decorations. Yes, it is most definitely autumn in Neopia Central.
It’s also autumn at number forty eight, Rainbow Lane. The Super Secret Club are hard at work, creating Spyder webs with glittery glue, hanging papery ghosts from the ceiling, and sampling just a few pieces from the groaning bowl of chocolate and sweets (pre-wrapped, of course.) on the coffee table.
Al munches on one of his new favourite pumpkin spice cookies, trotting around to admire his friends’ handiwork.
“This looks super great!” he enthuses, giggling at the enormous rubber Spyder stuck to the window. “I can’t wait to go Trickle-treatin’ tonight!”
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 Halloween Customization
Halloween is almost upon us here in Neopia and all the witches, ghouls, and monsters will be coming out to play soon. To celebrate this spooky festivities, we've come up with six different looks for you to dress your Neopets for the special occasion.Also by Greyfever
by yuri445 |
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 Trick-or-Treating Of Halloweens Past
Last year’s Halloween brought us back to the very basics with Trick-or-Treating. With us cycling back like that I thought it would be a good time to go over past Halloweens’ Trick-or-Treating to see how a simple event evolved over the years.
by pikachu315111 |
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 Meegla and Fargon's Not-So-Intergalactic Adventures: Part Four
The secret headquarters of the Desert Scarabs was alight with whispers. “I can’t believe it,” said the Scarabs themselves. “It’s incredible. Unheard of.” In the center of the dark room, bathed with light from a broken ceiling, sat a shadow Ruki and an Alien Aisha, locked in a fierce card game.
by hybatsu |
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