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Week - 684
About Faerie Quests
by amarettoball | | Description: Sometimes receiving quests is a bit of an annoyance... |
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Unfortunate Events
by amarettoball | | Description: Can you really 'steal' something that was free in the first place? |
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50 NP
by amarettoball | | Description: What's with Neopians painting pet rocks into codestones? |
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Hunger Gains
by amarettoball | | Description: Too full? Not quite. |
| Week - 694
The Sibling Experience
by amarettoball | | Description: Disclaimer: No siblings were unloved in the making of this comic. |
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Favorite Owner
by amarettoball | | Description: Don't pick favorites; it usually doesn't end well. |
| Week - 697
Playing Favorites
by amarettoball | | Description: Don't try to deny having a "favorite pet". It's pretty obvious. |
| Week - 698
Welcome to the Family?: Part 1
by amarettoball | | Description: You know the old saying, "don't judge a book by its cover"? It's good advice. |
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Welcome to the Family?: Part 2
by amarettoball | | Description: Silly Uni, you don't get to choose family members. |
| Week - 700
700th Celebration
by amarettoball | | Description: Do not try this at home... or else you might not even have one! |
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 Radical!
Yeah. I'm pretty tough. You probably shouldn't mess with me. Idea by bear.
by digests |
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 The Trouble with Tridents: Part Four
Firi and Sei left through the same air vent they had entered the Kelp restaurant through earlier. The Krawk had tried to follow them, but had gotten stuck in the ducts. Sei swam back and forth, worried about his trident, while Firi calmly collected her bag full of seashells behind the dumpster. Sei could not understand why Firi was so calm.Also by scherwoodz
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 Why Are You Writing?
The blank paper stared up from the notebook. Each moment passed felt like an eternity gone by. Every tick of the clock seemed to echo throughout the room. The shadow Wocky chewed the end of his pencil, quickly putting teeth marks in it. He had tried everything; pacing, reading, eating, meditating, yet the paper remained blank, seemingly watching him, waiting for his move.
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