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Collecting Stamps: An Interview With Malphd
by kuroge | | Description: How some dedicated Neopians have accumulated so many stamps!
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Trophy Guide to Spinacles
by malphd | | Description: Also by dino8268 |
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From the Top: An Inteview with Top Kadoatie Feeder
by malphd | | Description: Whether you have only thought about feeding a Kadoatie or are already and experienced feeder, I’m sure you are curious as to how some dedicated Neopians have managed to feed so many Kadoaties. I’m here today with infernodragon02 to talk about the experiences of one very committed and enthusiastic Kadoatie feeder. Also by infernodragon02 |
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From the Top: An Interview with Love2045, Owner of a Top Faerieland Agency Employee
by malphd | | Description: Today I’m speaking with love2045, proud owner of red_hot2004. Red_hot2044 is a baby Shoyru who has completed over twenty-five thousand (!) jobs and is currently the #2 ranked employee at the agency. While there are already guides out there for beginners, love2045 is here with her pet to share some insights and experiences Also by love2045 |
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 Just Have a Go!
Sometimes there were plots that just didn't make sense to me. Sometimes there were activities that I had no idea how to do. So I asked around and do you know what? I just HAD A GO!Also by monosaccharides
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 The Tale of the Missing Tail
Alshena the Plushie Aisha held back tears as the other Neopets pointed and laughed at her. They were ridiculing her for a feature (or lack thereof) that she couldn't help. The poor little kitty had been born without a tail.
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 Clouds Over Cogham: Part One
Mer’s frantic pleading is swallowed by the lava along with the rocks that still fall from the ceiling. The heat from the volcano dries his tears to his cheeks, yet still isn’t warm enough to soothe the tenseness in his aching arms. His eyes are sore from the saltstains and heatwaves. His breathing is shallow and plagued with ash.
by theschizophrenicpunk |
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