Mysteries of the Deserted Fairground
DESERTED FAIRGROUND - There are several interesting places in Neopia but only
a few are as mysterious, spooky and well, annoying as the Deserted Fairground.
People say that all games out there are rigged and fixed – is it true? Well, I’m
near the edge of the fairground right now and am about to go and find out more
about that strange place. My name is Shadoron and I’m a shadow Lupe. I’ve always
wanted to become a journalist and when my owner forgot her notepad on the table,
I decided that this was my big chance. Of course, going out to the Deserted Fairground
alone isn’t a very smart idea so first of all I’d like you to meet my co-journalist
AoiKatana (drags a fire Uni out of a bush) or just Kat as people like to call
him. Say hi to the readers, Kat.
Kat: (grunts) Heya.
Shad: So, are you ready to go on a great adventure into the Deserted Fairground?
Shad: What, are you really scared of a few Chia Clowns?
Kat: No, I’m not scared. I just dislike my little brother dragging me on an
interviewing tour in the middle of the night!
Shad: Aw come on, the Deserted Fairground isn’t much fun in daytime and once
you’re already here, you might as well help me a little, huh?
Kat: Fine, just make it fast.
Shad: Good. So here we are, entering the Fairground and right next to the entrance
is the Scratchcard Kiosk with its keeper Sidney. Hello Sidney.
Sidney: Hello. Wanna buy a ssscratchcard?
Shad: Why not? Here’s the NP.
Kat: Where did you get that?
Shad: That’s my pocket money. For a good cause, I think. (scratches the card)
Well, did I win anything, huh, huh?
Sidney: No... ripping the card into piecesss doesssn’t count.
Shad: I need to start cutting my claws. Oh well. Tell us one thing. People
say that all games in the Fairground are rigged. Is it true?
Sidney: Sssorry, they are all my neighborsss and I can’t sssay anything about
their busssinesss if I want to keep my kiosssk here.
Kat: He’s got a point, you know.
Shad: Right… Well, could you at least tell us why you opened that kiosk here
in the first place?
Sidney: Well, I wasss born here and my dad wasss keeping the kiosssk when I
wasss little and when I grew up, I took over the busssinesss. Sssimple. That’sss
how thingsss go everywhere, right?
Shad: Yes, but once I heard a rumor about your father mysteriously disapp…
Kat: (drags Shad away from the kiosk very quickly) Thank you for the interview,
have a nice day… and we’ve reached the Cork Gun Gallery. Hello.
Gallery Aisha: Hello, stranger. Care to try your luck?
Kat: Actually we just wanted to ask a few questions. Your game kiosk is practically
the newest one in the Fairground; why did you come here with your business?
Aisha: I travel a lot. People get tired of the same old game eventually and
then they won’t come to play any more. So I pack my things and go elsewhere.
The Deserted Fairground just happened to be the next spot on the map.
Kat: Hitting those targets is extremely hard. Can you tell us why?
Aisha: It’s all in practicing and good eyes. My game is most definitely not
rigged if that’s what you meant. Everyone can be a winner. People simply like
to blame their bad results on the poor little Aisha who runs the game. (sobs
Shad: (has grabbed the cork gun and shot at can of Achyfi) So how come the
cork flew to the other side of the kiosk?
Aisha: You must have a bad eye. That’ll be 100 Neopoints. Hey, weren’t you
the Lupe who once tried loading the gun with three corks while I wasn’t looking?
Shad: No. (seems nervous) Okay, thanks for the interview, see you around, bye-bye.
Kat: (follows Shad) Now what was that about?
Shad: So many booths to go, so little time, the Bagatelle kiosk is right over
Lupe: Hello. 250 NP a go, care to give it a try?
Kat: 250 is quite a lot for one try, don’t you think?
Lupe: Hey, it’s a Mootix ball. Have you any idea what a Mootix costs? It wants
to eat as well. And I need to clean up after it.
Shad: Why not use a pebble or something?
Lupe: The Mootix is bouncier.
Shad: Well, I suppose I can give it a try…
Lupe: Alright. (tosses the Mootix into the air; it bounces down the nails and
lands on the number 2) Five Neopoints, here you go.
Shad: That’s kinda unfair.
Lupe: The result was kinda pathetic as well. Try again?
Shad: No thanks. (sniffs the leg of the table) Any specific reason why you
have two books under here?
Lupe: That leg is shorter than the others. The books balance it.
Shad: So how come the board seems so crooked?
Lupe: Do you know that I can sue you for moral damage?
Shad: Do you know that wooden boards burn well?
Kat: Thank you, I’m sure we’ll come to play again. Come on, Shad! Now, should
we go to the Wheel of Misfortune too?
Shad: Naw. I’m hungry. The only food-like thing you get from that wheel is
a pile of sludge. Or perhaps a plushie.
Kat: Okay, let’s take a lunch break then. Do you like spooky food?
Shad: Do I have a choice here?
Kat: Too true. (stops by the Spooky Food kiosk and looks at the goods.) Ahh,
Toffee Classic. My thing exactly. I’ll take one.
Shad: What’s it made of?
Kat: Who cares? It’s tasty. Want anything?
Shad: A Deviled Steak perhaps.
Kat: Fine. (pays the shopkeeper.) Knock yourself out.
Shad: Cool! (Deviled Steak flies away and Shad gallops after it)
Kat: Meet you at the Test Your Strength machine then. Hello, Arnold, how are
Arnold: Could do better. The business isn’t going so well. People are claiming
that my machine is too hard.
Kat: Is it?
Arnold: Is it my fault that people are weaklings?
Kat: I’ll give it a try. (grabs the mallet and slams the button)
Arnold: Let’s see… not bad, you win a Clawmatoe.
Shad: (trots closer) Hey, a Clawmatoe! Can I have it?
Kat: There’s a wing sticking out of your mouth.
Shad: (gulps the wing down) Are we done here?
Kat: Don’t you mean “are you done here”? Yeah, only the Coconut Shy to go.
Arnold: Hey, you forgot to pay!
Shad: Here you go. So, to the Coconut game.
Kat: The game that is played with nuts, for nuts and will eventually drive
Shad: Exactly. Hello there!
Quiggle: Hey. Wanna try your luck?
Shad: What for? I’ve never knocked a coconut down before.
Quiggle: Today may be the first time.
Shad: Okay, but only because I’m writing an article about the fairground. Let’s
see… (throws the ball at a coconut)
Quiggle: See? That wasn’t so bad. You win 300 Neopoints.
Kat: I think I saw a nail attached to that coco…
Shad: Hush now! (throws again)
Quiggle: Nice throw. 50 Neopoints. Try again?
Shad: Sorry, I don’t have more Neopoints on me.
Quiggle: But you just won…
Shad: My first rule with gambling: never play with winnings. By the way, I’ve
heard that this game here is rigged, is it true?
Quiggle: Of course not! How dare you? Coconuts are heavy and they’re standing
on top of hollow poles. It’s not easy to hit them down. I wouldn’t be able to
run the shy if it was too easy.
Kat: And the nail I saw?
Quiggle: It was just some piece of string. (goes to the coconut and comes back
with a piece of string) See?
Shad: You just pulled it out of your shirt…!
Kat: Oookay, I think it’s about time for breakfast already. Come on, Shad.
Thank you for your time and patience, Mr. Quiggle. (trots off)
Quiggle: Yeah, come again.
Kat: So, the conclusion. What do you think, Mr. Ultimate Journalist? Are the
Shad: Naw, don’t think so.
Kat: (blinks) And what about all the accusations?
Shad: Like the Cork Gun Gallery Aisha said, people blame their bad results
on the booth keeper. Anyone can win here, it just takes practicing.
Kat: And a lot of Neopoints.
Shad: You’re such a material girl.
Kat: And you’re just afraid to make enemies in the Fairground because you’ve
had enough trouble here with using rotten Neggs in the Coconut Shy game and
Shad: That’s a lie!
Kat: (yawns) Who cares. Can we go back now?
Shad: Yeah, sure thing. (runs off with Kat)