"The Start of Something Sinister..." by pippin_me I was merely a student at the local neoschool in Neopia Central. I was popular. I know that's not usually how these stories start, but this is mine. Everyone enjoyed being my friend. I was kind and generous and above all I had dreams, and I was determined that my dreams would one day come true. I saved every single neopoint I had for that time when I would...
A Single Grain of Sand "The entire Lost Desert is made up of grains of sand as tiny as each of these, no one piece more important than the other, yet put together they are an immense and imposing force."
Grarrls and You! Grarrl behavior varies by a lot, but most Grarrls prefer to not be fed trash like most owners think they do, so please don't feed your Grarrl dung and old shoes.
The Same Old Story: Part Two "I only eat brains," he replied simply. Looking around the table, I noticed none of Clare's pets were eating, just eyeballing us greedily.
The Tales of Maraqua: Part Four The others didn't expect me to perform as badly as that... but that's since we never faced Krawk Island during the first Altador Cup.