Still thwarting Sloth's mind control... |
Circulation: 191,735,390 |
Issue: 617 | 18th day of Collecting, Y15 |
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Short Stories
| Collared Greens"It's a good thing you decided to take me home with you, Uncle Inc. I was about to clobber Yekaterina and Zach," Brandi said.
by 77thbigby | | Misadventures of a Neopian Times Reporter XIVMy day was looking good. Disaster probability was down to a minimum and I was allowing myself to relax slightly, thinking nothing could go wrong.
by kristykimmy | | Dust and Empty SpaceWe live in Neopia Central in a house with bright blue walls. It is a good house, with lots of space inside; it's a shame that it's so empty.
by geniusbulb | | I Double Warf Dare YouHecton, the baby Lupe, gripped the bat with his paws and swung, making contact with the ball flying right towards him. It sailed through the air and right over the top of the wooden fence that bordered their backyard.
by queen_potema | | Picking the Perfect PetpetGodric tucked his Darigan Drugal under his long dark coat, as the chilly autumn wind blustered around them.
by hogwartsbean3 | | First Day in Shenkuu"Mark, sweetie, wake up! It's almost dinner!"
by laughingcrook | | Misfortune on the FairgroundsA tale about Zanaro the Wocky and her bad luck at the Deserted and Haunted Fairgrounds.
by carizeecrow | | Not Quite Deserted Excitement flows through my veins as I prepare for my journey. Not only am I going to the Haunted Woods, but it is the month of Collecting, the spookiest month in the year...
by skizzabella |
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Headlines "Misfortune on the Fairgrounds" by carizeecrow "What?!" Zanaro cried. "How did I miss?" Rather than give her any straight answer, the creepy green Quiggle laughed and gave her a thumbs down. No prize, no ten thousand neopoints—no avatar! She huffed and gave the Quiggle one last glare before stomping away. There were plenty more entertaining things to do in the Fairgrounds than throwing things at...
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The Island of Mist: Part One "ALL HANDS ON DECK!" Logan roared. The Grarrl captain barreled through the middle of the ship, calling orders as he went and preparing what he could himself. The entire crew was preparing for the hurricane heading towards them.
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