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Circulation: 193,598,075 |
Issue: 700 | 25th day of Gathering, Y17 |
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 | Adventures Aren't Just in Books: Part One“Come on, up you get.” “No.” “You are going to have to leave your bed at some point.” “Exactly. Some point. As in not right now.”
by kitstar1 |  | On The Revolution of Heavenly Spears: Part OneNormally, after Ryshu the Nimmo entered the school’s wooden doors half an hour before the official opening time, he would meditate privately in the tranquillity of dawn, closing his eyes and slowly taking in the fresh breezes that rolled in through the window, pausing every so often to change his current position. As an instructor, this was something expected of him; appreciating silence, after all, did help boost one’s endurance.
by sampleneopian |  | A Queen's Ascension - Justice: Part One“It is with both great sadness and joy that I accept this crown today.” Prince Frezon announced to the huge crowd of Neopets, a mixture of ordinary civilians and esteemed nobles, who were watching his public coronation intently. “Princess Amira’s shocking, unexpected death at the hands of her sister Vyssa will never be forgotten.”
by dudeiloled |  | To Succeed is to Fail: Chapter OneWhile my name, at the moment, lacks any significance or importance -- and perhaps it never will -- by the end of this tale your imagination will thrive on my alias, whatever alias slowly presents itself over the duration of this account. My image will dance throughout your memory indefinitely; nary a thought will your mind portray in which I fail to be present.
by rielcz |  | The Ski Lodge Mystery: Part OneDeep within Terror Mountain, a young Kougra and Shoyru stood shivering, up against the dangerous slopes and ferocious winds of the uninviting Ice Caves. The Happy Valley lift was curiously broken, leaving the treacherous caverns as the only route to the top. The two travellers trudged through the blizzard, their despair and frustration increasing with each step. Also by ceara52.
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"Friday: Burnout" by vanquishee
It was a particularly windy Friday morning in Neopia Central. With a cup of Black Cherry Tea in her left hand, The Editor strode forward towards The Neopian Times Headquarters, the establishment that releases Neopia’s newspaper every Friday afternoon.
Being the Editor-in-Chief at the Neopian Times was possibly one of the most coveted positions in all of Neopia, right after Queen Fyora of course! Controlling the mass media was a weapon in itself as a single good review could catapult even the most mediocre restaurant to fame, like a certain restaurant in Maraqua. It was also the reason why she had to re-adjust her cap to hide her face, as a whole legion of NT fans had shown up to commemorate the upcoming issue.
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 The Purpose of the Press
The door to Professor Lambert’s chambers creaked open. The Gnorbu looked up from his daily reading and twitched his ear. “Ah, you must be Jacob, come right this way!” he said, motioning to the seat in front of his desk. “Now, I have your file pulled out already. I gave it a read over my lunch break, I hope you don’t mind. Your résumé is very impressive indeed.”
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 A Different Route
Once upon a time, nothing happened. Not a very exciting start to a story is it? That was the problem Ned had. He wanted to write a story that would be the best thing since sliced Neggs, but he had absolutely nothing interesting to say.
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 70 Things to Improve Your Account
There are so many things you can do to improve your account. Everyone can do it, it might take a little bit of work, but every goal is within reach. So, it's time to get started! Perhaps you can even try to complete one a week?
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 How to Lose Neopoints
They fill up your home so that there's barely any room for you and your pets. And wedged in the one free corner of your Neohome that's not yet overtaken by the towers of Neopoints, with your Zafara's elbow poking you in the ribcage and your Aisha's earstalk tickling your nose, you ask yourself: what now?
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