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Week - 263
Ties to the Wanderer: Part One
by neokitten4 | | Description: She was very shy until she knew someone. As a result, she was shy with most people, because she never was bold enough to get to know them. So she had recently developed a system...
Also by draikmistress123 |
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Ties to the Wanderer: Part Two
by neokitten4 | | Description: "But... I have this suspicion that there's something
more to all this, something even Dia doesn't know about..."
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Ties to the Wanderer: Part Three
by neokitten4 | | Description: "Now that you mention it, the most I remember
is my name," he said, a look of utter confusion crossing his face. "Other than
that, I'm blank about the rest of me..."
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Ties to the Wanderer: Part Four
by neokitten4 | | Description: "I would account the memory increase to the passage
of time, judging by my rather great hunger," was the Wocky's reply. "Although
I fear that my remembering is nearly as much a bad thing as it is a good thing..."
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Ties to the Wanderer: Part Five
by neokitten4 | | Description: "Think this'll do it?" Will asked, even though
he didn't even know what the 'cure' was. Still, he'd stay to make sure she was
alright. Even though he wasn't exactly much help...
Also by draikmistress123 |
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 Why Am I So Blue?
I was a very curious little Xweetok, constantly
getting myself into tight situations from which my owner, Elfwick, would have
to rescue me. I remember one particular adventure better than any other. It was
the adventure that inspired me to become a Defender of Neopia...
by elfwick |
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 A Question of Worth: Part One
Springing forward, he swiped a vase off its
table and watched it smash on the floor. The resulting crash, and shards of
pottery, were satisfactory, but not quite enough. Christopher's paws shot out,
and he heaved the table up...
by extreme_fj0rd |
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