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Issue: 553 | 13th day of Swimming, Y14 |
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 | AbsenceThough Julie knew that her daughter and petpet shared a paint brush color, it looked entirely different on the two of them and it wasn't until things like this that she was unpleasantly reminded. She made it a point to forget. There were enough painful reminders as it was.
by hermione_890_neo |  | A Conversation Between RivalsWhen Layton Vickles settled down at his table, in some nameless restaurant in Altador, he had no idea that anyone would be joining him. He eyed the menu and then dropped it in disgust.
by sima232005 |  | Cheat! - The Game of Moral BankruptcyI couldn't quite tell you how I found myself in the alleyways of Neopia Central that disastrous eve.
by valdeceit |  | This Story Does Not Exist"Guess that means that I'm going to have to go get someone to go shopping," she muttered to herself.
by ivy_knight |  | Willow the Unwanted Weeble"I'm looking for the petpets that no one buys," the woman said.
by jessicanoel062094 |  | LawyerBot Gets Sentimental If you haven't been made fully and un-questioningly aware by now, I'm LawyerBot. You can find me around Neopia on any given day, protecting well-meaning citizens from, well, themselves.
by jocelyn_joy |  | Invasion!"You know," Bel was saying, "I really don't know what to do. The Oasis doesn't have too many jobs."
by dragonstorm_75 |  | Memories of a (Former) FriendI remember the joy on my mother's face when my father brought home the paint brush and told her we could move underwater. I remember how cold the paint felt on my feathers...
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"This Story Does Not Exist" by ivy_knight
Bucklan sighed loudly as she looked at the ingredients that her fridge contained, which was absolutely none. It was apparent that someone had gone for a midnight snack last night, which had quickly turned into a midnight feast rather than just a small snack. She shook her head and closed up the refrigerator, wondering...
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 A Fallen Faerie - Fyora's Tear: Part Two
Two statues. One was an Ixi, arms held in front of himself, as to fend from an attack. The other. It was Xandra. Xandra! It couldn't be, though! But it was! It was her, but not her at all. She was about to leap, a deranged look on her face...
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