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Defender Scarlet Shadow in the Backstab Knight: Part One

The Shield of Kings has been passed down the royal Meridellian family by the many kings that have ruled Meridell from the time of its establishment. It is made out of the strongest metal alloy to be found on Neopia and is said to be infused with many magical charms to project it from being scarred or broken by weapons.

by orisasda
The Neovian Misadventure of Will and Biggs: Part One

A tall dark figure paced back and forth in a tiny, dimly lit room smattered with frocks, perfumes, and cosmetics. A ratty grey tailcoat with a bright amaranth fringe wrapped around his slender frame. He stopped and creaked open the door, taking a peep down the barren, dark hallway of similar doors.

by general_grievious__
 
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"Welcome to the Club" by kittyz_all_the_way
"Arghhh!!" a tiny roar sounded through the open space of little Gooblah's neohome. *Swish, swish* was the sound of the toy pirate sword as he swung it through the air, playfully lunging it at his mother as she stood at the hover stove. The tip of the sword poked her in the back of the thigh, and she turned to swat little Gooblah away. "Stop it!" she laughed, "I'm making dinner." "Dinner?" Gooblah let the tip of the toy sword tilt down toward the floor, as he grinned, wide, showing all his teeth. "Meat?" he dropped the toy sword to jump up, trying to peek at what his mother was cooking on the hover stove. Suddenly his jump seemed to grow, and Gooblah could see over the stove, and then he was at the same level as his mother. His father's deep voice rumbled behind him, as he curled his tail around his son, keeping him lifted in the air, "Of course! What else do us Grarrls eat?" Gooblah giggled, and then the three of them all looked at each other as they said one word in unison, "Everything." Gooblah's father set him down, and Gooblah ran to grab his toy sword before running off to the kitchen table to take a seat, anxiously waiting for his mother to place dinner before him. He was starving! But granted... he was *always* starving. "Is there a reason we have to use such a tyrannian stove?" he heard his mother as his father. "The day we can keep our tails from breaking things is the day we'll get that delicate bubble stove you so desperately want. Promise."




Other Stories


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The Unsung Sous
The last thing I remember before my entire world crumbled was being in the throne room of King Kelpbeard. I had just completed another successful royal dinner. A delectable five course meal, composed of Ocean Salad Delight, Fresh Oysters, Kelp Gazpacho, Filet of Beef, Octopi Souffle. Made complete with a complimentary cocktail, no less!

by littlebugcity

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Going Bananas
In agreement, the red Blumaroo and Geeky Geb turned their backs on the perfectly nice day and entered their Neohome. They stepped into chaos, in stark contrast of the nice day outside. For a horrifying moment, Nigel thought they had been robbed.

by 77thbigby

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Autumn Customization
It is finally time to look into your safety deposit box and the back of your closet and pull out all the cool and cold weather clothes you have stashed in the back during the warm seasons.

Also by Greyfever

by yuri445


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The Coolest Logs On Neo!
I thought it would be fun to compile a list of the coolest logs that exist on the Neopets site! I've often wanted to collect a list for my own merriment. However, why not submit the list to the Neopian Times and show my fellow players how to entertain themselves with the logs as well?

by indulgences

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Tales of Marie #2
Dress for the weather.

by _wet_and_wild_

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Ink: Dark Contrast - Part 7
What's going on?!! Why did you go with Von Evil?! What are you two planning?!

by june_scarlet



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