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Week - 229

Rule Number One on Terror Mountain
by shadow_zapdos
Description: I may not be the smartest Lupe in Neopia, but usually I'm smart enough to not do anything TOO stupid... up until about two weeks ago. I was on an errand to Terror Mountain with my sister...

Week - 232

No News is Bad News
by shadow_zapdos
Description: "Well, that's not the point. I can't believe that they'd cancel my birthday! Lack of interest-huh! I'm plenty interested!"

Week - 252

DUH! Incorporated - Something Has Happened!
by shadow_zapdos
Description: The Lava Ghoul floats menacingly...

Week - 260

DUH! Incorporated - Epic Proportions
by shadow_zapdos
Description: WHAM!

Week - 268

DUH!Incorporated - Anger Management
by shadow_zapdos
Description: RAWR!!

 
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A Break in Memory: Part Seven
The shadow Alien Aisha glanced around - Mina and Brandy were too busy packing to pay any attention. She knelt in front of the small yellow Aisha, meeting his eyes earnestly. Hers were deep and silver, just as much pleading with him to understand as he was her for information...

by appaloosa500

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Randomness III
The best place to live...

by wizardmoncita

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A Question of Worth: Part Two
All of the walls seemed to be made out of the same, somewhat flimsy-looking paper. He guessed that if there was any noise, it would carry well, but only once did he hear anything: the low murmur of a voice as someone said quietly, "Cloud. Flying Pteri. Good..."

by extreme_fj0rd

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Paint Brush Panic!
Xweeon refuses to be anything but yellow.

by green_roc

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Prophecy of the Second Equinox: Part Five
Nothing was more inspiring than the night that was her home. Her skin rippled with an imagined gust of night air, and her senses spun with each heightened scent carried upon it. Nothing was more breathtaking, more glorious...

by laurelinden



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