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 | Plain KateShe had already decided she didn't like it in this house and that she was going to leave, whatever it took.
by supergirl1057 |  | Taelia's VacationIt was hard for me to believe that I was going to leave Terror Mountain forever. I had to strengthen my resolve, again. There was a reason why I was leaving Terror Mountain....
by funtime16543 |  | All Because of the OmeletteIt was just an accident, but now I'm the one to blame.
by magicice |  | The Coffee WarsThe Coffee Cave: Popular hangout of the more intellectual and artistic Neopians.
by smokingurl05 |  | Agree to DisagreeOn the way, my attention turned to a small establishment on the main road. A blue Kyrii sat despondently on the doorstep.
by cactusthorn2151 |  | RedemptionAs the dawn began to break over Faerieland, none of the guards noticed a slender figure leaping from parapet to parapet of Fyora's palace.
by mecha_fang |  | TrappedNo problem, you're going to get saved, right? ...Right?!
by hellehond |  | Mirror OppositesLaizabel grumbled, slouching down in her chair and crossing her arms as she began glaring at the desk again. The new girl, Brittney, shot her one last look...
by warriorcats |
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The Dice-a-Roo Avatar
In any case, Dice-a-Roo hates me and I hate how it won't keep giving me things forever and ever. But I do like avatars or rather, I like how getting new avatars makes my count go up. For some reason, I keep thinking that having that number become one higher than it was before is reason enough for enduring the crushing disappointment of not getting the silver dice. But I still try. Again and again. Here is how I yet again stunningly failed to get the avatar...
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The Fate of Dust and Fire: Part Two The guards on the walls of the city saw it first; a great mass of desert sand swirling in the sky and blocking out the bright white sun. It moved towards Qasala with the speed and rage of a waterfall, driven by the relentless burning wind.
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