|Battle Quills... ready!
||Issue: 182 | 17th day of Running, Y7
|The Joy of Being PoorHow did I end up in
such a pitiful state? The paint brush would have been mine, if I hadn't invested
all my Neopoints in stocks, and as a result, declared bankruptcy.|
|Slothy And His StudentWhat happens when an incorrigible little kyrii comes to stay with Neopia's favorite villain?|
|The End to All JoyWhere was she? In Central, Roo Island, in Tyrannia? None of
these seemed to ring a bell. Mystery Island? No… Terror Mountain? Why couldn't
she remember where her homeland had been?
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|Windows to the SoulCaptured by mad scientists as I strayed too far
from home one day, I didn't know much, only that I was to be morphed into something
|Lever of DoomLyrian
jumped back, but it was too late; the hand had already snuck its way into the
bag of Neopoints he carried. It retracted quickly and quietly into its place;
the panel closed behind it. |
|Smatty And The Ice Caves"Give it
up, Hannah already defeated the forces of evil! Why don't you guys just go home
and stop bothering everyone here on Terror Mountain?" |
|To Defeat a SecretShe would have to find shelter somewhere... but who would let
an Usul from the street into their Neohome? It wouldn't happen and she knew
it; she didn't want to, but she knew.|
|Astray"Little one, cry no more. Your obnoxious owner
has been taken care of."|
|Meridell, Her HomeShe had hoped that maybe pets
would understand that today she would have liked to relax and celebrate and
not have to work recklessly. But unfortunately, this wasn't the case, and she
had even more work to complete then usual.|
|Illusen's CakeThe faerie wondered if she didn't love cakes and chocolate enough...
She knew for sure that she definitely did not love cooking. Who could love cooking
when the result was blackened, inedible piles of something that remotely looked
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It is interesting to note how Neopets patiently endure long lines while perspiration continues to trickle down their foreheads, and how the gargantuan “SOLD OUT” sign at the Ticket Booth always bursts the best of their bubbles. But have you ever asked yourself why concerts remain the ultimate stress busters around? Well, I guess not...
|Rad'emant Tineela: Part One|
Bill tightly clenched the sword and slowly paced
around Thomas as he carefully examined every angle. As the Lupe stood unwaveringly,
he bided his time and waited for the Techo to strike first.