TECHO DAY SPECIAL

Unprogrammed Dream
by Flufflepuff

The Techo decked in silver plates
Cannot discern whether he hates
Or loves his sliding metal husk,
Reflecting light from day to dusk.

The plates shield it from fierce attacks,
Against each other do they stack,
But don't cry out for Rust B Gone.
Howe'er, o'er it, few 'pets do fawn.

Perhaps it is his striking claws,
Or else his wide and lethal jaws,
Which intimidate the crowd.
He'd feel lonely if allowed.

The monitor on its chest beats
With bluish light that fades, depletes,
When someone sees and flees with a start,
As if the robot had a heart.

Its eyes, they, too, echo its pain.
The filter on his eye screen wanes,
Uncovering emotions had, 
When the 'bot falls ill or sad.

But for now, he stays silent,
Until one like him is sent
Into close proximity,
And from his shell, he'll be freed.

Cheesy Techo
by Comawhite333

An amicable blue Techo
Somewhere on the outskirts of Meridell
Runs a game called Cheesroller
Every single day without fail.

Entering the game is easy --
Just buy a cheese,
Roll it down a hill,
And hope there's a breeze.

My advice is dive left
All the way down the hill;
Chances are you'll avoid obstacles,
Requiring little or no skill.

Finish in under sixty seconds
And you can keep the cheese
To enjoy with some crackers,
Or maybe berries.

You can even win a trophy,
Or an avatar, too.
Chances are, one of the three
Is probably enticing to you.

So, pay this cheesy Techo a visit,
But beware of his smell,
After so many years around those cheeses
It's gotten pretty stale.

The Techo Master And His Codestones
by Horsecrazyirishgirl

Have you ever thought about
What the Techo Master does with all
His hundreds of codestones daily haul?
He gets a lot, without a doubt...

Do you think he hoards them?
Though, why would he need them? 
He can't need to train;
He's at the top of the chain.

Does he sell all of them?
I've never seen a shop of his with them.
Think of how rich he'd be
If he went on a selling spree!

Do you think he gifts them?
Many Random Events hand out them.
Perhaps the source has been found
Of whoever leaves them on the ground...

Believe whatever theory you want,
I doubt we will ever know
What he really does, although
Maybe ask on your next training jaunt!

Bowe, The Surfing Techo
by Leila_lea

Neopians gather from far and wide
To see him battle the great white tide.
Bowe is the name that they all cheer,
The Techo who has nothing to fear.

He glides through the rapids 
With style and grace,
Charging through at an effortless pace.
He wows the crowd 
Doing the Tomamu Tail Flare,
They gasp aloud as he flies through the air.

He dodges the obstacles that lie in his path, 
Careful not to incur the waterfall's wrath.
He jumps up high and does a Juma Spin,
Everybody knows he's going for the win.

As he shreds through the waters 
Of the noble Shenkuu,
The crowd surges forward to get a better view.
He puts on a show 
Doing a Sandan Somersault,
The fans give him a 10, 
He's committed no fault.

A secret path the young Techo uncovers,
How long has it lain here, 
Untouched, undiscovered?
Plunging into a Pygui Roll,
Finally, he's nearing his goal.

The crashing waves, 
Their power, their intensity, 
Pushing him forward 
To the edge of uncertainty.
Keeping steady for the Quilin Eclipse,
Trying hard to not let his feet slip. 

He rides the peak, close to the shore,
Impassioned and eager he craves one more.
The Whirling Kazeriu he's saved till last,
The Shenkuu River Rush, wow what a blast!

The Nefarious Plotter's Nefarious Plot
by Dr_tomoe

The secret society
known as The Sway --
a mystery to Neopia,
even to this day.

Agents over the world,
and part of every ordeal,
they claim to keep Neopia safe
at the cost of free will.

Their plans unknown and complex,
and some are quite heinous,
and with some of their rank
their plots are nefarious.

For those plots, the Duchess turns
to that specific enforcer,
a Techo only known as
the Nefarious Plotter.

With events in Neopia
both good and for ill,
who knows how many were caused
by this one Techo's skill?

Perhaps he was the one who
convinced Xandra to turn,
or informed Scarblade 
of Maraqua's return?

So, the next time a large
event or plot begins,
imagine, it all could be
this Techo at the reins.

Techo Fanatic's Day Off
by Tyuio_k50

The cup is now over,
The stadium's bare,
But the Techo Fanatic...
He doesn't care.

He remains in his seat cheering
For a team that's now gone,
Screaming and shouting,
"The Cup must go on!"

But the kind King Altador
Saw him one day,
And said to his guards,
"Please take him away."

Now out of the stadium,
Now out of his seat,
For the rest of the day
He would sit down and weep.

Then morning dawned...
He opened his eyes,
And before him he saw
White clouds and blue skies.

The grass of the fields,
The smell of a rose,
Unfamiliar to him
Unlike bleachers in rows.

Fresh air in the wind,
Sunshine on his face,
In a free, open world
With unlimited space.

A nice day in the town,
His first slice of pie,
But it's interrupted when...
The Altador Team passes by.

"Practice!" they shouted
As they rushed to the field,
The Techo stood silent...
But he did not yield.

Faster than King Skarl
Eating chicken for dinner,
The Techo dashed toward the Colosseum
To cheer for the winner.

Back to his old habit,
Back to his old ways,
He would remain in his seat
For the next hundred days.

The cup is now over,
The stadium's bare,
But the Techo Fanatic...
He doesn't care.

Sun Dried Techo Claw
by Indulgences

I love the Sun Dried Techo Claw.
It's juicy, fresh, and sweet.
Although it's made of Techo hands
It is my favorite meat!

I normally don't eat such things,
I love 'pets far too much.
Yet Techo claws are luscious, and
They have that savory touch!

I nibble at the nails, first thing.
They melt upon my tongue.
I don't stop there, I lick my hands.
My meal has just begun!

I eat the fingers one by one.
They're salty, briny things.
They're bony, lean, and have no meat.
They're kind of challenging!

Then, finally, I eat the arm.
It's cured like honey ham.
It has the softest, sweetest meat.
I'm such a hungry fan!

So, buy yourself a Techo claw!
Experience this treat!
I'm sure you'll savor every bite
Of this delicious meat!

Techo Master
by Appajak

I went to to the school 
At the Island of Mystery,
To learn from the first 
Trainer in Neopian history.
Though ancient and wizened, 
His body was strong.
He did everything right, 
While I did everything wrong.

His kicks crushed rocks, 
His punches felled trees.
I slipped on the mat 
And my face met my knees.
His wisdom made King Hagan 
Nod in approval;
Mine makes him 
Demand my removal.

His beard is magnificent, 
The best that ever was;
Mine is a pathetic 
Patch of peach fuzz.
He has perfected 
His body, mind, and soul...
In me, all three 
Are all gathering mould.

I turned to leave the training school,
I berated myself for being a fool,
But the master stopped me 
And told me, "Be true,
For once even I was as clumsy as you!"

Remembering A Neobuddy
by Ragecandybar

Bloodshot eyeballs, blinks bulge out;
A pirate’s heart and face that pouts. 
Shivering the timbers of those unprepared,
He is a Techo known for his stare. 

Bug Eye McGee can be quite the crank,
For his claim to fame was an April Fools prank. 
The lonely old Techo just wanted company, 
But no one appreciated 
Having him as a Neobuddy. 

That Techo swashbuckler 
Had a bad sense of timing;
He would show up even if you tried hiding. 
His eyes would glint with a crazy gleam,
And without a warning, 
“Avast ye!” he’d scream.

The crazy green pirate was assigned by a test,
But after a while, we all thought him a pest!
His random interruptions of “Ahoy!” grew stale,
Annoyed, we sighed -- an exasperated exhale.

At last, the time came for an awaited farewell;
This April’s hoax would be one to retell. 
Although it’s been years 
Since he set off to sea,
None will forget old Bug Eye McGee.

Altador's Fanatic
by Lilahne_aluoki

So, you decided to vacation in Altador,
Land of hills and pillars of marble.
If you find the quaint shops a bore,
I'm sure you'll enjoy the harbor!

And there, in a pennant-strewn manor,
You can visit the Techo Fanatic,
Who is always happy to provide a tour
Of that which he is most emphatic!

The Altador Cup, event of the year!
The Techo Fanatic never misses.
He goes to shout, to be rowdy and cheer,
And the teams he hardly ever disses!

He owns foam fingers -- all oversized --
And caps in all the team colors,
Which fail in shading his bloodshot eyes
As he whoops, waves, 
Stomps, jumps, and hollers!

He collects jerseys of every Cup team,
Both vintage and new is his collection.
Players have offered to sign near the seams;
Occasionally the Fanatic lets 'em!

The Techo Fanatic, he's loud and he's brash;
To slushies he's addicted, it's true.
After-game parties he's been known to crash,
But he's invited to most of them, too!

So, when in Altador, go and drop by
The mansion on top of the hill.
The Techo Fanatic would love to say hi
And share in Yooyuball's thrill!