Preparing Neopia for the Meepits |
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Issue: 733 | 20th day of Hunting, Y18 |
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Headlines "The Tale of the Missing Tail" by _brainchild_ Alshena the Plushie Aisha held back tears as the other Neopets pointed and laughed at her. They were ridiculing her for a feature (or lack thereof) that she couldn't help. The poor little kitty had been born without a tail. She cowered in shame as the bullies continued to make fun of her. She trembled as they gloated and laughed.
However, then her sister Stepholla came to the rescue. "Knock it off!" exclaimed Steph. "That's so mean! How would you like it if someone did that to you?! Get some manners!" Then she turned to Alshena. "C'mon, Ally, let's go."
Ally sauntered away, the weight of sorrow in her steps. She wished that the other Neopets would treat her the way they wanted to be treated. "Don't listen to them," Steph reassured her sister. "Not every Neopet is nice. Ignore the mean ones— there will always be some bullies."
"Okay," frowned Ally. "I wish they'd stop. It's not my fault that I don't have a tail."
"I know. Make the best of it."
Later that day, Ally walked outside and saw her other sister Influir handing out invitations to a posh party. "It's going to be the best birthday ever!" she gushed. "There will be a live performance from the Hikalakas! Also, there will be tons of tasty food. Being a rich girl, I can afford to buy whatever I want!"
The other Neopets rolled their eyes. "We know," one of them grumbled.
"Exactly! My luxurious royal color wasn't cheap. Anyway, this party will be a sweet escape from your troubles! It will be soooooo much fun! I hope to see all of you there!" Then she strode away.
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A Field Trip with the Grooming Parlour Shopkeeper Hello again! I’m Kuszemi, and I’m here today in Neopia Central to pick up the Grooming Parlour Shopkeeper. We’ve been acquainted for quite some time now, and she’s been doing a roaring business, so I suggested that she expand into some of the other markets, such as Krawk Island, maybe. (coughs shiftily)
by an9375 |
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Clouds Over Cogham: Part One Mer’s frantic pleading is swallowed by the lava along with the rocks that still fall from the ceiling. The heat from the volcano dries his tears to his cheeks, yet still isn’t warm enough to soothe the tenseness in his aching arms. His eyes are sore from the saltstains and heatwaves. His breathing is shallow and plagued with ash.
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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Reign of Ice: Part Four It was a long, cold trek to the harbor, but when they finally made it they found two more Coconuts standing guard by the boats. “You know, Brendon, I hear there are pirates in the area.” Irena was just loud enough for the two natives to hear her, and they immediately scrambled.
by neolikepets |
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