|White Weewoos don't exist. *shifty eyes*
||Issue: 541 | 20th day of Eating, Y14
|How to Use the Six IconsI've found that a lot of the owners don't know anything about Icons – much like me before – even the ones who enjoy battling. So I've decided to make an article about the most basic things of battling, the six Icons.|
|Seven Types Of Heroes In NeopiaFrom the beginning of time, heroes have always been saving the world with their good deeds both big and small. But the big question is: do we really know everything about them?|
|Paint Brushes for PersonalitiesToday I'm going to choose a selection of colours and explain to you what kind of personality the colour would suit. |
|Why MAGAX Should Be In A PlotWhen I first saw the Faeries' Ruin plot, and discovered the chapter where it was stated that Hubrid Nox caused the Faeries to turn to stone, my initial reaction was, "YES!! FINALLY!!! MAGAX WILL PROBABLY GET INVOLVED!!!"|
|Mop 'n' Bop – Mop ‘till you drop!Place of the riot: a very dirty Hall of Heroes; the offenders: a group of Altadorian petpets; the victim: one VERY angry janitor!
Also written by lute248
|Interviewing Light and Dark - a Selection of ItemsWe interviewed two completely different citizens on -what they think of as- the best items of all prices around Neopia!|
|Prizes - Keep, Sell, or Use? Part 2Now with more events, more prizes, and a variety of categories, it becomes hard to decide what to do with your latest prize, or when the Altador Cup comes, PICKING a prize. |
|Lovely Outfits for Lutari DayNever fear, Lutari owners and customizers, for there are a number of fashionable outfits that are Lutari specific and range across different styles for every Lutari personality type and color.|
|What To Do With All Those Negg Stems?!All the neggs are gone, but the stems remain...|
|Why You Should Have Picked RutuDeductive reasoning is fairly straightforward and actually a discipline of mathematics. (That's right. You were tricked into doing math.)|
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"The Edge of the World" by emrozi
I used to live on the edge of the world. The world was smaller and more metallic for me, back then. I didn't know about trees, or snow, or the sea; I thought laser lights and plastic tubes grew organically. If you'd told me I lived on something called a space station, orbiting a planet called Neopia, I would have looked at you blankly; if you aren't a Grundo, I may well have run away. Non-Grundos rarely strayed from the centre of the station. In fact...
|Racing the Hurricane|
I lie awake in my bed at night, listening to the rain pounding on the roof. Hurricane Acara, first of the season, is coming in.
It all started several months ago when various Neopians began noticing the jolly king from Roo Island began some sort of negotiations with Alstaf Poogle, the Poetry Competition judge.
|A Second Chance: Part Six|
Jane still fought hard against the tide, somehow managing to keep her head above water for long intervals of time. A ship on the horizon was her only sanctuary and salvation...