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Short Stories
 | An Adventure Outside of MeridellA golden morning gave Cadria faint hope that summer was fast approaching. May had come and gone with some frivolity; the temperatures had warmed considerably but had remained altogether unimpressive.
by pepper_imp |  | Unwelcome“Hey, where’s Flo?” I asked, suddenly realizing that the halloween Cybunny was nowhere to be seen. “Flo? Oh. She’s just out running some, uh, errands,” my owner said carefully. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. I wondered if she knew that she was as terrible at lying as I was at making questioning faces that looked threatening.
by butterfly7672 |  | The Gifted FaerieProfessor Thierra sifted through the miscellany mess of papers on her desk, glancing up at Aleha in-between scribbles. The movement of the room was still for the present time; Aleha modestly preoccupied with her books and Thierra contemplatively preoccupied with her papers and Aleha.
by redken9x9 |  | Inevitable DelusionsTwo Darigan youth sat across each other around a round table, burying their noses in a fan of cards, hardening their expressions until became like stone. Around them gathered four other Darigan knights who had already folded their hands, and now, they silently hedged their bets as to who would win this round.
by likelife96 |  | The Woes of a Melodramatic RestockerI am a restocker. Restocking remains to be by far the most noble and respectable profession in the wide world of Neopia. Restockers engage in a constant battle. We battle the shopkeepers, we battle the market, and, in those late nights spent waiting for the perfect stock, we battle fatigue.
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"The Woes of a Melodramatic Restocker" by auraphic
I am a restocker. Restocking remains to be by far the most noble and respectable profession in the wide world of Neopia. Restockers engage in a constant battle. We battle the shopkeepers, we battle the market, and, in those late nights spent waiting for the perfect stock, we battle fatigue. Sometimes, I walk away victorious. With bountiful profits in my pockets and exciting memories in my mind, I waltz unscathed away from The Magic Shop. But nearly as often as I best the shopkeeper, they happen to best me. Thus is the life of the melodramatic restocker.
The Elusive Draik Morphing Potion
The rumors have always been prevalent. Even in my humble beginnings as a seeker-of-fortune in the world of Neopia, the murmurs have always been afoot. Varying from a quiet whisper to a deafening crescendo of nervous mumbling, the community has always vested in restocking a profound interest in the possibility of a Draik Morphing Potion. I never believed the rumors; there was no way that a single restock could return such a monstrous profit of over six million neopoints. I never believed the rumors until the fateful day that my path crossed the path of the Elusive Draik Morphing Potion.
It had been a long night. I had seen potions come and go, and garnered for myself quite the collection of unique potions. I had considered retiring to bed for the night, but the nagging voice in the back of my head beckoned me back to the computer. The magnificent Kau shopkeeper, Kauvara, called me back to the shop with the glowing promise of more restocks.
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 The Beginners Guide to the Battledome
While I was basically afraid of the battledome for years, I recently embraced the it and have not looked back since. The battledome is a great way to earn some neopoints and some prizes. Battling is neither difficult nor boring and I would recommend it to all who aren’t already taking part regularly.
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 A Guide to Feed Florg
Are you on the lookout for a shiny new trophy to add to your growing collection? Are you looking for a fancy fantastic avatar to show off on the boards? I've got a wonderful suggestion for a game that will earn both for you.
by kelly_d60 |
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 Eye of the Crokabek: Part Four
“So... what's happened to Cog?” he asked.Stella gave him a weary look. “It's a long story,” she told him, “and... I haven't been sleeping well lately. Mind if I make a cup of Borovan first?”
by reiqua |
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 The Adventures of Trina: The Glass Key: Part Ten
I dived to the left as Evrilin sliced his cutlass through the air. So fast, the engraved symbols on the blade were just one big blur. His laughter was muffled by the crackling fire ripping through the cardboard boxes and setting the wooden pillars ablaze.
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