Kacheek Day Special

The Cheeky Kacheek
by rowboatzz

The Cheeky Kacheek was a boisterous fellow,
With a laugh that boomed like thunder;
His smile was white and his fur was yellow,
And his friends began to wonder:

"He laughs all day, and he plays and clowns,
And he's rarely - if ever - serious;
We've seen the older Kacheeks around our town
Each day grow more and more furious."

They mayor begin to take note,
And he caught up to the pet,
And to the Cheeky Kacheek he spoke:

"You've had your fun but neglected your duties,
Joking around all day long;
If you do not stop being so darn unruly,
Your time in this town will be gone."

The Cheeky Kacheek did nothing but laugh,
And he joked and he quipped and he pranced;
Even as expulsion laid clear on his path,
The fellow did nothing but dance!

But on the fateful day that the bandits came,
It wasn't a fighter who met them;
They saw not the mayor nor knew even his name,
But what they happened to see was him -

A Cheeky Kacheek, playing and clowning,
Not even the least bit serious;
He smiled at the bandits who looked at him frowning,
But they didn't seem angry - they were curious.

In all of the years they'd plundered and pillaged,
They had never seen one like him;
He had in him no fear for his lovely old village,
He held only a joke and a hymn.

He had disarmed them, this Cheeky Kacheek,
And the bandits laid down their arms;
The townspeople cheered from the sea to the creek,
Thankful to be free from harm.

And it was the Cheeky Kacheek who they all cheered -
The same one they all had mocked.
For he was unserious, yes...
But he was also bereft of fear.

Each year in the town, they hail the Kacheek,
And they strive to be like he;
Take care of your duties, they continue to preach,
But laugh, joke, play, and be free!

The 8-Bit Kacheek of Neopia
by pbforever

He lives in a world of flat, verdant planes, 
Where the mountains are triangles, jagged and steep. 
A digital hero who never complains, 
With secrets of dungeons and dragons to keep. 

Wrapped in a tunic of a green hue, 
and a pointed cap that flops to the side, 
But against his fur of a bright crimson hue, 
There’s nowhere in these plains for a Red Kacheek to hide.

His low-res boots with brown pointy toes, 
Clack on the tiles of a one-bit floor. 
Through the pixelated world he goes, 
To find what is hidden behind the stone door.
 
He knows what the quest is surely about, 
To stand as a hero, tiny and bold, 
With a flicker of light to banish the doubt, 
And stories of courage yet to be told.

A sword is held tight in his digital grip, 
Not made of steel, but of glowing light, 
Ready to give any Grarrl the slip, 
And ward off the ghosts of the Neopian night. 

He’s a legend rendered in limited code, 
A throwback to consoles of Eighty-Six; 
Down a long, scrolling, side-view road, 
He masters the world with a bag full of tricks.

With jagged movements, he’s adventure-bound, 
For inside his soul is a glowing red heart; 
The bravest set of pixels that ever was found, 
A masterpiece made of 8-bit art.

Kacheek Games
by rurirawr

In celebration of Kacheek Day,
There are many games we can play,
That showcase a Kacheek in it,
And see what scores we can hit.

In Extreme Herder, we help Samrin herd,
Petpets that have left the pen and wandered,
To keep them safe from Balthazar the Lupe,
Or else they will be devoured in one fell swoop.

In Potato Counter, we help Albert count,
The spuds he has harvested, their total amount.
They are not always arranged very neatly,
So make sure to calculate them carefully.

But in Mutant Graveyard of Doom II,
We help his mutant counterpart go through,
The Haunted Woods in search of a thing,
That the Esophagor has ordered him to bring.

In Round Table Poker and Go! Go! Go!,
Neither Kacheek is our friend, but our foe,
Footpad Joe and Bacheek—masters of the card,
Might make winning each round quite hard.

So what are we waiting for?
Head over to the Games Room and explore,
All the games in which the Kacheeks star,
And we might even win a trophy or avatar!

Bravo to the Brilliant, the Best Blue Bets Bookie
by chai7705

Every new day, like clockwork (...almost)
Neopians gather to meet at this post
They rumble and grumble or cheer out and grin
O'er Food Clubber busts or big shiny wins

There's all of the pirates, indeed and of course
That we give much credit as our profits' source
But truly there's someone deserving of more
He keeps all the tabs, the odds, and the score

It's none other than the Food Club Bookie!
He's known all the pirates since they were wee rookies
We've so much to thank for this slick Kacheek
Who holds all our winnings for one whole long week!

He's not like all other Kacheeks you have seen
With striped silk bandana of black and mint green
Round glasses, a beard, smile (wry, and not mean)
He's stationed outside that world-famed canteen

All day and all night, he stays, duty-bound
And has done as so for near ten-thousand rounds
He deals with both bets and odds in background
And somehow can manage an instant turnaround!

We have him to thank for letting us know
Which lads of the day might bloat or might blow
He knows all their likes, allergies, and such
And when fav'rite foods might come in quite clutch!

Frankly, he is the one, after all
Who opens that window to reward us our haul
So thank you! Mr. Bookie, that clever Kacheek
For helping me with my Food Club win streaks!

Blue kacheek group
by fuzzyredbears_2

Woke up today wanting to have a ball
So I thought I'd go to the concert hall
Not knowing what there would be
What kind of music would I get to see?

The line was so long I didn't know
If I would get a ticket and then get to go
But finally I was first in the line
And when I looked at my ticket it felt like a sign

Of all the music neopia had,
There was only one I never found bad
I thank my boy Skalpo and let out a whoop
Because today I was seeing the blue kacheek group!

I patiently wait for the concert to start
I know every line and I sing every part
They put on a show like never before
And when the show ends I keep wanting more

If the best concert ever is what you seek
Then may I reccomend the blue group of kacheek?

The Tale of Uncle Albert
by mylist

Once upon a moonlit night,
Albert strolled with lantern light.
Through the Woods, a path so narrow,
To plant Neopia's finest meadow.

But the Esophagor was near,
Its rumbling voice was all he'd hear.
One great gulp: poor Albert fell,
Woke up beneath a mutant spell.

"BRRINNG MEE FOODD," the monster said,
"Bloody Ghost Toast came to my head.
Ghost Marshmallows, Vanilla Cake,
And don't forget my Deviled Steak".

Now through the maze you guide his feet,
With arrow keys, should dodge defeat.
Beyond the glow, beware the fright,
They're hiding just outside the light.

The Ghostkerchief can float right through
The tombstones standing next to you.
The Chumablah, in purple hue,
Will chase you down right when it views.

The Jowlard bounces in reckless hops,
Through the maze, it never stops.
And Moving Graves just wait in place,
'Till they reveal their hidden face.

The candle burns, its wax grows low,
You must be quick, before they show.
'Cause if light fades, the dark will win,
And Albert's trapped back where he’s been.

With a spacebar hit, tombstones will drop,
Making crash! and thud! The foes will stop.
Then grab the treats to clear the floor,
And open passage to the door.

Some glowing gifts may help your quest,
Pink Apple Lanterns are the best!
Pink Spooky Popcorn speeds your pace,
So you can dash and cut the chase.

But Almost Gummy Rat's a curse,
It slows you down, what could be worse?
Mummified Neggs will dim your flame,
And losing light is losing game.

Through forest paths and crypts of stone,
Through caves where winds like ghosts have blown,
Till in the shack, the final fight -
The Gravedigger will test your might.

And if you win, the maze will cease,
Albert might find his longed-for peace.
But in the dark, his story stays
A bedtime tale to this day.

Od Uyo Tnwa Ot Yapl A Gmea?
by merionelle

If you wander too far in the Haunted Woods, you may come upon a disturbing sight,
A magnificent castle, cold and stern, imposing in grandeur and might.
But beware for if riches and loot you may seek, there's a hefty price you must pay,
For this castle is home to a very strange spirit, and his evil game you must play.

In life, he was a most clever Kacheek, whose wits were second to none,
Puzzles were his very favourite thing, and he solved them with an ease that could stun.
Alas! For such a proud Kacheek, his days would come to a very sad end,
For a servant gave him a puzzle he simply couldn't crack, and it drove the poor fellow around the bend!

Now he lurks in the corridors of his castle, waiting for an unsuspecting passer by,
To torment them with evil anagrams, that would make you want to cry.
Unscramble his letters as best as you can, and be sure to keep your eyes peeled,
Gather grimoire, amulet, shield and sword behind secret passageways concealed.

If you fancy yourself a puzzle solver that's up there with the best,
Then perhaps you may finally be the one that can put this tormented soul to rest.
But if even the thought of an anagram leaves you most dismayed,
Then I recommend you stay far away from the castle of Eliv Thade.

Petpet Herder Samrin
by sierrasiobhan

Dear old Samrin
The shepherd Kacheek
Herding his Petpets
So small and meek

He works very hard
To protect at all cost
As despair he falls into
When any are lost

But an enemy looms
There's a constant threat
Hungry ole Balthazar
Makes each Petpet fret

And so Samrin runs
And gathers his friends
To save them from danger
And to their fears tend

At the end of each day
His Petpets come home
Cause he keeps a close eye
When he lets them roam

Whispers from Squire Meekel
by sir_serene

I hope you’ll listen to my story.
I was never one who sought out glory,
but Skarl spoke of gold, songs, and cheers;
of honoured names passing through years-
thus I fought to guard his territory.

One step to battle, when two fiends tore me
from home to lands dark and predatory.
I eat, I wait, I endure their sneers-
but I hope you’ll listen.

They feed me meals, rich and savoury,
with hidden aims in store for me.
So I play Cellblock to still my fears
and tell my tale, seeking friendly ears;
searching someone to spread my story-
so I hope you’ll listen.

A Taste of Kacheek Day
by notooryous

Are you hungry for a snack?
Do you need a sweet treat?
Well, Today is Kacheek Day,
so be quick on your feet!

The stores are selling out,
all the Kacheek Pancakes are gone.
let's try another shop,
Hurry up and follow along.

Inside Neopian Fresh Foods,
I see something you might like.
It's Crunchy Kacheek Cereal
With pink milk! What a delight.

On to our next meal,
There's something you must try.
Spaghetti A La Kacheek -
Give it a slurp, don't be shy!

We simply can't pass up dessert
as we wrap up this festive day.
Try an Island Kacheek Lolly,
and be on your merry way!

The Ever Stocked General Store
by m_hero18

The Ever Stocked General Store!
An old cheerful Kacheek greets you at the door.
With shelves packed full from wall to wall,
You'll find everything big and small!

He's got Hot Soup and Rubber Ducks,
His store has all the best stuff!
Blue Short Hair Brushes waiting just for you,
A Snazzy Moon Comb too!

The Kacheek Shopkeeper smiles at every face,
He runs the friendliest shopping place.
Some Neowaiian Bread, a Jingly Bell,
He has everything ready to sell!

24 hours a day, 7 days a week,
This Kacheek has the basic items you seek.
He works from morning to night,
His shop is always open and his prices are always right!