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Issue: 738 | 24th day of Relaxing, Y18 |
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Behind the Crimes: An Interview With Nox
Matilda Crabapple from the Poison Pen coming to you live from a desolate mountaintop in the Haunted Woods. We're here today in search of the notoriously evil, and scheming Hubrid Nox to find out what devilish plans he has in store for us next.
We caught up with his ghost near his gravestone, conspiring with other ghosts, a few aliens, some zombies, and several mutants. It looks like he might be planning something big, folks.
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A Bright Moon, Some Rolling Hills, And Infinity The sky was dark, but distant stars twinkled alongside a full and bright Kreludor moon, giving a pretty sight for two blithe Neopets to gaze at while they lay side by side among rolling grassy hills. They claimed these benevolent hills as their own as they often came to them to gaze at stars, watch a sunrise, or to pick flowers.
by the_gecko_dude_ii |
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All The Items We're Dreaming For! Inspired by this idea, I thought it would be interesting to canvass the Neoboards and ask the people there what items THEY would like to own. What items are clearly desired, but also nonexistent and overdue? I got many interesting replies!
by indulgences |
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Labor Laws of Altador: Are Workers Protected? The Altador Cup. What many consider a summertime staple, a wholesome event for the entire family to enjoy, actually harbor’s a dark secret few care to acknowledge. It happens in the open, where any can witness it. It may have happened while you were present in the room, right under your nose. It is a crime unparalleled in abhorrence and negligence.
by ironmermaidens |
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Nightmare Masquerade: Part One Fate had been cruel to the Aisha, and she had lost everything she had ever held dear in her heart, but the cruelty had no end, for her dreams continued to haunt her. They were not dreams of sadness and loss that infiltrated her sleep.
by amethyst_81 |
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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Six Then, finally, the sound of cruel laughter. “Well, it’s no matter, my sister. That was only plan A. There’s always more to be done. And, if I remember correctly, you’ve already thought up a rather fun backup plan, haven’t you?”
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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