Week - 366 Robiian's Werelupe Adventure by phadalusfish

Description: "Then where are we going?" "Into the Woods." Silence followed, deathly silence.

Week - 368 A Treatise on Controversy: Quitters and Key Quest by phadalusfish

Description: Not everyone gets what they want all the time, and this is where the biggest problem seems to arise: people quitting.

Week - 370 Xavier's Quest: Part One by phadalusfish

Description: There were no celebrations to be found: no lights, no decorated trees, no singing from the Cliffhanger cliffs. Surely someone had noticed by now. Surely someone on Terror Mountain had realized what time of year it was.

Week - 371 Xavier's Quest: Part Two by phadalusfish

Description: Xavier started to panic. He spun around in circles, looking for anything that wasn't white or fluffy, but there was only snow.

Week - 372 Xavier's Quest: Part Three by phadalusfish

Description: Sarasan surveyed the mound. He'd sorted out ten Ultra Icy Neggs. "Well. Now how do we get them all down?"

Week - 373 Xavier's Quest: Part Four by phadalusfish

Description: He glanced up toward the cavern's ceiling, trying to gauge what time it was. Not that knowing will do me any good, he thought. I don't know when the Snowager sleeps.

Week - 374 Xavier's Quest: Part Five by phadalusfish

Description: "Well, did you ever think of talking to the Negg Faerie about it? Maybe you two can work things out."

Week - 462 Gormball: Taking Down the Championships by phadalusfish

Description: Gormball requires extreme acts of athleticism, such as juggling, tossing, catching, and getting wet without making a scene.

Week - 463 Key Quest: For (Fun and) Profit by phadalusfish

Description: Key Quest may well be Neopia's best-kept secret.

Week - 465 A Comprehensive Storytelling Guide: Part One by phadalusfish

Description: This week, I'll cover the basics of the contest, the overall plot diagram of the entries, characterization, and tone.

Week - 466 A Comprehensive Storytelling Guide: Part Two by phadalusfish

Description: If there's not some sort of twist, revelation, or major action in your part, you probably didn't progress the story.

Week - 467 Mrs. Doppelganger by phadalusfish

Description: Naturally, my research began with uncovering the true identity of Mrs. Doppelganger.

Week - 480 Making the Most of the Faerie's Ruin Prize Shop by phadalusfish

Description: I can help you with one huge aspect of the plot point store: turning your plot points into neopoints.

Week - 486 Illusen: Good, or Not So Much? by phadalusfish

Description: She's definitely on the "good" end of the good versus evil spectrum, but let's be honest: is that really where she belongs?

Week - 488 Regarding the Deserted Temple of Geraptiku and a Very Strange, Very Purple Orb by phadalusfish

Description: So it happened that one sunny Wednesday afternoon I found myself, quite unhappily, on Mystery Island.

Week - 489 Diary of an Ancient Grey Lupe: Stark Beginnings by phadalusfish

Description: Those days were washed from my memory by lonely howls and the light of a solitary moon.

Week - 491 The Negg Faerie's Apprentice by phadalusfish

Description: Much to my surprise, it wasn't Kari I found manning the Neggery one fine afternoon in the month of Eating, but a new, younger faerie I had never seen before.

Week - 499 The Path to All Star -- Part One by phadalusfish

Description: The Altador Cup is here, fanfare, mad keyboard mashing, and all.

Week - 500 The Path to All Star -- Part Two by phadalusfish

Description: This week I'm going to discuss the three side games of the Altador Cup.

Week - 558 The Exhibitor's Usukicon by phadalusfish

Description: I have the honor of being the exhibitor liaison for this year's Usukicon, and, as I'm sure you know, the success of this event depends almost entirely on you, our collectors.

Week - 559 The 228 Seconds I was a Mutant by phadalusfish

Description: (At least, Eviamnora *thinks* she'll never be a Mutant again! -Phadalusfish)

Week - 609 Encounter by phadalusfish

Description: "Ick." Ebsidia stared down the hallway of the Space Station, coated with a dry, crusty slime.

Week - 618 A Roo Island Halloween by phadalusfish

Description: "Everyone is going to be in the Haunted Woods for Halloween, so many Neopians looking for a scare that there won't be enough ghouls and ghosts and devilish monsters in the entire forest to scare them all. We should go to Roo Island."

Week - 650 Made of Stars by phadalusfish

Description: I heard the word as it echoed through the lower halls of my keep, up the smooth stone sides of the castle they'd tried for days to breech. I didn't call it evil. I called it power...

Week - 712 Dr Death's Translocation Device by phadalusfish

Description: The Day of Giving dawned cold and bleak in a certain corner of Neopia Central, where dozens of pets without families huddled together in the Pound. They had spent the night under the large window in the reception area, staring up at the few stars that managed to peek through the gathering clouds. By morning, the fluffy white puffs had turned dark gray, and snow had started to tumble out of them.

Week - 994 A Story No One Knows by phadalusfish

Description: How the Usul twins came to be in the Haunted Woods on the most mischief-filled night of the year rather than enjoying a balmy sunset from their beach-side bookshop half a world away was the result of an unfortunate lack of calendar awareness (it's always summer on Mystery Island!) and a deceptive-but-not-technically-false bit of advertising on the part of the Krawk they hired to sail them across the ocean.

Week - 1018 Wish-Granting by phadalusfish

Description: Skyleur had spent a long time as a star, floating in the void above Neopia, watching history turn without her.

Week - 1019 Wish-Granting by phadalusfish

Description: It was a sister's warning, but the words reminded Skyleur that whatever she had once known about magic, whatever power she used to wield, was lost to her.

Week - 1020 Wish-Granting by phadalusfish

Description: Skyleur woke to the murmur of unfamiliar voices. Something heavy pressed down on her, large and soft, and even through her eyelids, she could tell that some kind of light filled the space she was in.