Voice of the Neopian Pound |
Circulation: 197,205,082 |
Issue: 972 | 4th day of Storing, Y24 |
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Short Stories
 | Rubble and Memories"A letter came, as they often did, in the beak of a Weewoo. But this one was different..."Thumbnail made by twillieblossom
by parody_ham |  | 5 Nights at Fyora's"I walked up the cobblestone path, through the gates, and approached the sparkling castle. The towers soared into the clouds, the evening light glinting off the windows. A passed a few stragglers leaving the castle as I approached..."
by marshclan13_ |  | A Strange and Sour Night "'On the night of All Hallows Eve, when the border between this world and the next is at its thinnest, bring a bag of candy to the overgrown pumpkin patch, deep within the Haunted Woods. Only then will you find what you're seeking'"
by smartalecked |  | The Statue"She had never seen a statue so lifelike. It was a Meowclops carved from stone, curled up in a sleeping position. Its stubby legs were folded against its body, and its delicate nose looked almost as if it was quivering with breath."
by legilis |  | A New Normal for Halloween"I hadn't planned to be walking here, of all places, at night..."
by saqo |  | Something Purple This Way Comes"Vandebart Biggsby is the name. Apple bobbing is my game. You can call me Bart. I came to the Haunted Woods a long time ago. After I settled down in Neovia, I got to know the other residents of the spookiest place in Neopia. Mind you, I keep other Neovians at a distance..."
by me_r_cy |  | Night of the Evil Coconuts"Long before the invention of the famous Coco Whip Slushie, a small tribe of coconut people had discovered the only place where the Neopian Chocolate River meets the Cream Waterfall. The resulting mixtures were collected by the Pango Tribe and given to young Neopets as treats."
by cazcazig |  | Is the Tooth Faerie Made of Teeth?"A shaggy Lupe's head emerged from behind a horrid pastel Ona-shaped chair. Beneath his bushy eyebrows, his yellow eyes flicked left and right, glowing in the gloom of the dimly lit room..."
by liouchan |
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Headlines "Night of the Evil Coconuts" by cazcazig Long before the invention of the famous Coco Whip Slushie, a small tribe of coconut people had discovered the only place where the Neopian Chocolate River meets the Cream Waterfall. The resulting mixtures were collected by the Pango Tribe and given to young Neopets as treats. The wise elders of the tribe, Umma Bunga, Cinto Pango, and Tshimba Pango, all vowed to protect and maintain the Mallow Jungle. The chief, Umma Bunga, placed a hand over his mouth and vowed to "speak no evil". Cinto Pango covered each side of his face and vowed to "hear no evil".
Other Stories
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The Neopian Zodiac: An Overview "As you traverse the world of Neopia together, you build unbreakable bonds. However, even the most synchronous of Neopets and Neopians can sometimes have difficulties. To help you and your Neopets understand each other, I am providing my astrological insight!"
by kaitlinhoneybee |
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Castle Planners Journal: The Meridell Day Tragedy "The crowd of pets attending the Merridel Day festivities were quietly whispering rumours rapidly across the ballroom. Nobody knew who the shouting royal Acara was, but the name Count Durlston was known by a few pets. It was the name of the Skunk Ixi that lived in secrecy in the castle as a prisoner, but that was all..."
by ferretboy85 |
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