|Battle Quills... ready!
||Issue: 753 | 14th day of Collecting, Y18
|A Small SacrificeA gentle breeze of autumn air grazed the open fields of Meridell. A lone Uni lay nearby a browning tree, her nose buried in a book. Her fur as pink as the dawn's sky, drizzled with an array of coloured paisley patterns, topped off with a verdant horn to match her mane and tail.|
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|The Unsung SousThe 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!|
|Going BananasIn 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. |
|Welcome to the Club"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.|
|Usuki Singing Stars #36: Sparkles' Dancing ShoesMiss Stryke blew her whistle. “It’s one two three, one two three!” the yellow Kau barked at her students. “This is the Brightvalian waltz, not square dancing!” The students groaned. Everyone was paired with a dance partner and most of them were struggling to dance. Sparkles was confused as she attempted to lead her partner. |
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Artful Interviews with F.V. Shmoobenduffle
You came back, I knew you would. After all, you realize true art when you see it, even if it might be buried beneath the disorganized thought of the unworthy. Prior to this, I, Fabio Von Smhoobenduffle, introduced you to a sophisticated summary of undead summoning. I defined terms for the simple-minded, and explained techniques in an elaborate, prose-filled manner. Unfortunately, my time to share the quill has come. The rabble has appeared.
Without further ado, I introduce you to the interview section of this article. I do hope you ravish in the quality of my work.
|Making the Most out of Masks|
In 2012 Saskia the cybunny opened her mask cart during the Haunted Faire event. Saskia’s mission was to create the ultimate mask, and thus required helpers to try the masks out. Her side event became known as the Masks of Dread.
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.
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|Karamita and the Lab Jazz: Part Five|
A week had passed since Karamita had first arrived in Tyrannia. She had spent the entire week playing with Lab Jazz and learning about each and every one of them. However, something felt off to her. With each passing day, she felt more and more confused.
|The Greatest Show In Neopia!: Part Five|
The door opened several seconds after Kadar had begun knocking and the camouflage Ogrin finally found himself face to face with the very pirate he had been searching the rain savaged streets for. Timothy the yellow Acara scratched his head in befuddlement as he looked at Kadar standing on his doorstep, “Haven’t I seen you somewhere before, mate?”
As Starmi begins his adventures in the battledome, he tries to convince his friends that he's the best there ever was.