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The Way to Be Grey
by xxsicklullabiesxx | | Description: Grey Day: the saddest day in all of Neopia. A day set aside to honor the heartbroken, the lonely, and the pets that are, well, just Grey. |
| Week - 711
A Guide to Merriment for Neopia's Grinches
by xxsicklullabiesxx | | Description: It is a time to celebrate our pets, Neofriends, and everything worth being joyful for, but what about those who do not care much for the joys of life? How does one cope with the holidays when they do not care about- well, anything, really? I am here to (begrudgingly) help you pretend to care about the holiday season. |
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How Luke Got his Groove Initially
by xxsicklullabiesxx | | Description: Well, you’ll never believe this, but the Buzz that you’re talking to now used to be just plain old yellow. And not just any yellow! Oh, no. I’m talkin’ about that nasty, putrid yellow that you see oozing off of a rancid can of Achyfi. This is a story, well, actually, my story, of how I became this beautiful snowy bug that you know today.< |
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 Desperately Needed Wearable Items: Pet Hobbies.
However, there is still a gap in the wearables market that I think is yet to be filled: hobbies! There’s so much in Neopia, for players & pets, to help pass the time, it seems criminal not to have wearables to match! Therefore I have taken it upon myself to compile some examples of much-needed wearables, and most importantly, supplied some suggestions for people from what wearables are already available (yes, you’re right, perhaps I need a hobby).
by blueberrymuffinpops |
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 Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part Four
“Well,” I said, adjusting the brim of my sunhat to block out the harsh sunrays, “this was probably the worse thing that could have happened.” Soon after Marty and I had fled Jhuidah’s cooking pot, I had received a neomail. The small, enchanted yellow envelope had repeatedly jammed itself against my thigh until, grudgingly, I had plucked it from the air and opened it.
by vanessa1357924680 |
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 Cafeteria Food
"Look," Starry said. "It has nothing to do with a lack of ability to make potions, to teach, et cetera- It's that you're saying it's at school. Our school." Chris sat down on an orange, hovering Virtupets bed. Slowly, he nodded. "You're right. That'd be terrible." "But I am a terrible person. School starts in two weeks. See you then."
by forestfleet |
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