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Invisible

I am invisible. And I don’t mean that in the sense that I’m one of those shy, insignificant, or soft spoken pets. I mean exactly what I say: I am literally Invisible. I have that Fyora-forsaken Lab Ray to thank.

by madidogs88
A Draik's Dessert-Themed Dilemma

The sky was dark, and Batterflies littered the air. Hessron the Plushie Draik was in his bed, trying to sleep. However, his ears were plagued by an odd, creepy noise. Therefore, he got up to investigate.

by _brainchild_
Farewell to Lynwood

From the moment Suhel Caradoc laid eyes on the Lynwood School for Girls, she knew she did not belong there. he little Christmas-coloured Lupe poked out her snout from the window of her carriage, eyeing the grounds with distaste.

by cosmicfire918
A Place To Be

The snow was leaking through her beaten souled boots. Black rubber was grinding on freshly fallen January snow, as Arrow dug deeper into its depths . A pudgy, round faced women was having the same struggle as she dug her shovel deeper into the drive way.

by indigo_sky_26
The Malevolent Candy Vampire

Tulse, by very nature—as he was a most fluffy Marshmallow Grundo—always loved all things sweet. In fact he dedicated his life to sweets and eventually opened up his own bakery where he handcrafted every delectable sweet he could dream up!

by jhudora96
 
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"Invisible" by madidogs88
I am invisible. And I don’t mean that in the sense that I’m one of those shy, insignificant, or soft spoken pets. I mean exactly what I say: I am literally Invisible. I have that Fyora-forsaken Lab Ray to thank. My name is Koda, and I used to be a perfectly content Christmas Kougra. I had a pretty good family; my owner wasn’t the most attentive, but she made sure we were fed and entertained. And my siblings were alright; other than the occasional squabble we got along just fine. It was a good life- simple, predictable, satisfying. Nothing like my life here. Where is here? The Pound, of course. Where else would an unwanted, unloved, and unseen pet reside? It’s hard to connect with someone you can’t see. I’ve come to terms with it, though. I mean, if I were an owner in search of a new companion, I wouldn’t want me either. I stopped there and held the page up to reread what I had written. I heard a squeal from the front of the cage. “Would you cut that out already! The flying pencil is bad enough, but now a floating piece of paper? You’re scaring all the good owners away! If I wasn’t stuck in this nut cage, I would be spending my days in the lap of luxury! The Royal Neopian, Faerie Castle, maybe even the Presidential Palace would be my home!”




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Don't Forget Your Toothbrush!
Hello! I'm Tula! You probably know me better as the Tooth Faerie. Chances are, you've probably seen me flitting all around the various lands of Neopia, sharing my wisdom about teeth and good dental hygiene to anyone who will listen.

by tallydepp

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Gross Foods That Aren't Gross At All!
I don't think many of the Gross Foods look gross at all! Some items seem so normal and commonplace that I'm left scratching my head, wondering what exactly is so gross about them. I would gladly plunk down a few dollars to buy them in real life, and take a few thoughtful bites just to see what they taste like. I'm probably not the only curious player, either!

by indulgences

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Clouds Over Cogham: Part Nine
The assassin's glare is pure acid as he looks up once more towards the knight with which he duels. Desperate now, he stands straight and opens his arms, then his entire being begins to glow with intense nova magic. Tor takes a few worried steps back at the sight. Roberta watches in awe from a distance. "This ends now!"

by theschizophrenicpunk

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Desert Requiem: Part Six
The Temple of a Thousand Tombs was an extensive underground network of crypts that forked beneath large tracts of the desert, including Qasala. There were several entrances into it from the surface, including one that was located within the Palace of Qasala itself.

by kalnya

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Food Shop with Eric: Discounts
Eric doesn't always consider the consequences.

by roxanna203

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Birthday Cake
he intention is what counts, right?

by supertualet



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