| A Waffle Paradise |
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Issue: 743 | 5th day of Hiding, Y18 |
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Short Stories
 | There Is Something In My Closet And It Is Roaring! It was an early evening in Shenkuu. My friends, Jeulienna the Yellow Lenny and Manigolaia the Cloud Ruki and I, Zannidda, a Starry Xweetok, had just enjoyed a mouth-watering dinner together of Pirate Lupe pasta with Cheesy Onion sticks. The discussion on the table was about our favorite games from the Daily Dare Also by alienigenosidad
by applefaerie99 |  | The Song of the SkeithThe beast stalking the herds of Tyrannia is not all that it seems...
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Back to School: Essentials and ‘Essentially Avoid’s
It had been a while since the BD Chat had something to buzz about. The excitement of the New BD had long worn off. The Smuggler’s Cove had remained empty for years. After 15 years of barely venturing outside the BD Chat, it was time to for me to see what else this site had to offer. And with the Games Master Challenge underway I figured that would be a good place to start. With the BD forgotten, I set about playing flash games that I hadn’t even realized existed.
Then along came a volleyball.
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3 Recent Weapons that Jumpstarted my Faith in TNT
It had been a while since the BD Chat had something to buzz about. The excitement of the New BD had long worn off. The Smuggler’s Cove had remained empty for years. Fyora hadn’t added anything to her tower in a while. After 15 years of barely venturing outside the BD Chat, it was time to for me to see what else this site had to offer. Then along came a volleyball.
by dfgh5067 |
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 The Highs and Lows of Tyranu Evavu
A classic Neopian game, Tyranu Evavu will test your luck, your reasoning, and your patience. In this guide, we'll take a look into the history of the game, how it works, and how you can win millions (or, well...thousands. Tyrannians weren't know for being rich, prosperous people).
by jetaketa |
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 Clouds Over Cogham: Part Eleven
If the heartache of loss could be summarised in sound, it would be the din that fills Cogham as the villagers are dragged to the site of their inevitable demise. The fires burn bright, and the hatred burns brighter, and the world is aglow in a sickly gold, blanketed by a warmth that feels strangely like frostbite.
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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 Desert Requiem: Part Eight
Defying his physician's instructions to remain in bed, Jazan summoned an emergency council as soon as he was alerted to the disappearances. Ambassador Farisem did not attend the meeting, citing indisposition.
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