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Issue: 286 | 6th day of Eating, Y9 |
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 | A Tiny AdventureHaving nothing to lose, I started drinking a vial full of this mixture. After drinking about half of it, I felt somehow queasy...
by pokemon_lunatic |  | The Joys of MaraquaSuddenly, a wave of sadness washed over her. It had always been her dream to swim proficiently, but she had soon faced the hard facts: Aishas couldn't swim...
by your_poogle_pal |  | Sand BallsI retracted my cool Kougra claws, double checked my lightning-streaked fur for sand, and strolled along the beach, while my owner was off searching the Deserted Tomb. Then, as I saw some sand balls, I got the perfect idea: Sand balls! How am I this creative?
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by goosher |  | A Sprinkling of TroubleAlso known as "Operation SOCKS"
by bird_brain312 |  | Inside the CrateLyssa snapped her fingers. "Of course!" She frowned. "But do we have enough Neopoints?"
by jayandcourtneyk |  | The Jelly Ones"Are you going to stop any time soon or am I going to have to pounce on you?" asked Teresa...
by kotahkue |  | Fun at the Fairground"Why would we go to Roo Island? Did you think we were visiting the merry go round there? No, we're going to a real circus, the Deserted Fairground!"
by mystery_island111223 |  | Boring Old YellowA basic colour – how she hated it! She had been the same colour at birth and never changed. Boring old yellow.
by rubizad |  | Experimenting with IdentityFrom time to time a subdued cackle was heard, accompanied by hums and whirrs. This was where identities were forged, worn, and discarded...
by yoyote |  | Easter in the Gnome Underground"I was going to send you on a pointless gnome quest and erase your memories after you're back on the surface with the book, but I have a much better plan..."
by myfallenrevival4 |  | The ProjectShe knew it was wrong of her, but she couldn't stop herself from staring at every Green Uni that passed...
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Headlines "Inside the Crate" by jayandcourtneyk For at least half an hour, Lyssa lay on the couch, hoping an idea would come to her. Then, when she thought all hope was lost, an idea came to her. I can go into the attic, and if I find stuff we don't need, we can sell it to get Neopoints! Lyssa took a candle from the kitchen, lit it, then ventured upstairs into the dark attic...
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