|For an easier life
||Issue: 774 | 24th day of Running, Y19
|Kappie's First Chomby CarnivalAfter a long pause to sip her coffee, Elaine couldn’t take it anymore. “We’re going to your first ever Chomby Carnival!” she clapped her hands, unable to contain her excitement. Kappie’s eyes grew nearly twice their size.
Featuring rock_star_09 and their Chomby, Kappernicious
|Sharlene's Ballet Dreams“Dress the part, feel the part, become the part”, she whispered to herself.|
|The Coronation of a KingPurple eyes stared out a window overlooking the frost heaves of Terror Mountain. Today was the day, Prince Hailstorm became King Hailstorm.|
|WoozleBee the MightyI am Woozle the Fierce! I am the most feared pirate in all of Krawk Island! Nay, in all of NEOPIA!|
|Sunrise and DarknessBlowing on it, she filled the circle with warm and fiery light. She stepped back, examining the shimmering canvas before her. Satisfied, she threw it up toward the sky. Day broke over the Enchanted Forest.|
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|10 Snapshots of Princess VyssaFar to the South, beyond the Haunted Woods, lied the Lost Desert, and in the heart of these lands, the magnificent Sakhmet City could be found, populated with Neopians, sun-kissed and resilient of the hostile living conditions of the desert.
It was in these harsh, barren lands that she had been born.|
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"Coronation of a King" by wellthatsfantastic
“Hail!” a sweet voice called out, echoing slightly across the cave walls. Hailstorm turned around to find a pretty chocolate Peophin making her way to him, her face flushed with a blush at the echo. “I’ll never get used to the echo of this place.” Pure Decadence whispered as she flashed him a grin.
Hail felt a grin of his own cross his features. “You don’t have to whisper Deca. Just… try not to project so loudly!”
Deca tossed her head, her dyed amber mane fluttering behind her. She was dressed his opposite, him in a silver tunic and black pants and the purple hair that was his only act of rebellious youth and her in a long sweeping gown the color of autumn leaves. The gown seemed to dance with light from the sun despite the fact that the sun rarely shown in this area of Terror Mountain. Decadence tossed her head again. If there was one thing she was vain about it was showing off her new hair style. Hail had to smile again. “Your hair looks fantastic.”
Deca smiled brightly. “Why thank you for noticing… finally. Honestly though Hail it’s not my fault I project. Have you ever tried speaking underwater? If you want someone to hear you let alone understand you well you have to be loud.” With a shrug of her shoulders she settled onto a bench placed against the wall. “Enough about me though. What about you? How are you feeling? I almost stopped at the Healing Springs to get you a potion in case you fainted. You do look a little pale.” She laughed a sound not unlike the wind whispering through the trees.
Some photos are lighthearted and fun, while others are on the darker side. An exploration into ancient plots and potentially undiscovered lands, a look at some of Neopia's greatest heroes, and some just a bit weird.
|A Villain's Style|
Villains are those who strive to be evil, who want to commit crime and create general havoc in Neopia and cause despair to all. Who in their right mind would want to be like that? Actually...many do! Or at least they want to look like villains.
|Do You Believe In Magic: Part Two|
Elwin didn’t remember the landing. He could recollect falling into the well and the surprisingly short drop down the dark shaft, but the landing itself…he had no memory of that. Likely he had hit his head immediately upon impact and forgotten everything.
|Return to Lynwood|
“You can see curses?” Suhel asked Pharazon. To her Werelupe vision, nothing looked wrong with Lexora at all.
“Well, they are a type of magic,” the faerie Draik said. “Magic to me is what smell is to you. I could see Connor’s curse on him, plain as day.”