|Hannah's Adventures: the Wardrobe of AdventureOh, you are here again! Are you ready for our next challenge? I am sure you will be thrilled to discover what this new game has to offer you. Hannah’s new adventure is a brand new experience, and if you have been following my guides for the past two weeks you will be delighted to know that this week’s game has nothing – and I truly mean nothing – similar to Pirate Caves or Ice Caves|
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|Neopian Astrology: ShenkuuHave you ever wondered what your Neopian sign is?|
In my previous article on Neopian astrology, I wrote about the protectors of Altador and their constellations in the night sky, and this time I`ll be exploring the Shenkuuvian belief of how everyone born in a certain year possesses the quality of the Neopet ruling that specific year.
|10 Things to Do When the Neoboards Go DownSometimes TNT has to take down the boards for a few hours to fix something, or update something, or just because they feel like it. I’m not really sure. The reason why the boards are down isn’t really important, the real problem is WHAT TO DO WITH YOURSELF?! Fortunately, I’ve got some suggestions for you!|
|New Goals for the New Year!A brand new year has begun, and it's time to start thinking ahead to things you would like to accomplish during your time here on Neopets. Perhaps you're someone who just checks in for dailies, or during school holiday breaks. Perhaps you're a student with plenty of time on their hands, or a dedicated Neo-holic who can't bear to spend a single day away from the site. Whichever category you fit into, there's no better time than now to create some account goals for the new year.|
|Reselling: How to Make a Profit Off of PatienceWhenever you ask a Neopian how they make their neopoints, they usually tell you that they restock, play games, fight in the Battledome, invest in the Stock Market, or a bit of everything. However, most people don’t know that there is another method of making neopoints that’s based on a good eye for value, a bit of elbow grease, and lots of patience. This practice is called reselling.|
|Things That We're Lucky Enough To Ignore! (Part 2)My earlier article all about the things we're lucky to ignore got a lot of positive feedback, and I thought it would be fun to write a second article all about the other things we're lucky enough to ignore! I canvassed the Neoboards for everything mentioned in this article, and I had a lot of fun talking to my fellow players!|
|Desperately Needed Wearable Items: Pet Hobbies.However, there is still a gap in the wearables market that I think is yet to be filled: hobbies! There’s so much in Neopia, for players & pets, to help pass the time, it seems criminal not to have wearables to match! Therefore I have taken it upon myself to compile some examples of much-needed wearables, and most importantly, supplied some suggestions for people from what wearables are already available (yes, you’re right, perhaps I need a hobby).|
|Top 13 Ways to Lull Your Neopet to SleepHave you ever spent a whole night trying to get your Neopets to sleep? This can be incredibly frustrating, especially when they complain about how they’re tossing and turning all night. If you have ever struggled with this sort of issue, then you have come to the right place! We have used our wealth of experience to compile some great ways to efficiently put your pet to bed. |
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|Common Myths About Writing for the Neopian TimesI happened upon a few topics discussing rumors about how to get published into the Neopian Times. These comments intrigued me, so after I scribbled down a list of the most common ones, I poured myself a sixth cup of coffee, and left for the Neopian Times headquarters to see for myself if they were accurate or not.|
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"Cafeteria Food" by forestfleet
Chris burst through the door. "I've got a job!" he shouted.
Starry, the blue lupe, sipped tea while she sat behind the small green coffee table. "I suppose anyone can get a job these days."
Redwhisper, the red Scorchio, looked over from his stone chair. "Cool. What's the job?"
"Your Neoschool teacher, teaching Science."
"And now you lost me!"
"What?" Chris asked, shaking his head. "Back during the Fall of Faerieland I was making healing potions! Ones that weren't particularly potent, but I digress."
"Look," Starry said. "It has nothing to do with a lack of ability to make potions, to teach, et cetera- It's that you're saying it's at school. Our school."
Chris sat down on an orange, hovering Virtupets bed. Slowly, he nodded. "You're right. That'd be terrible."
"Thank you!" Starry sighed.
"But I am a terrible person. School starts in two weeks. See you then."
Starry bit her lower lip. The Scorchio shot a concerned glance at her, and she returned a nervous smile.
|How Luke Got his Groove Initially|
Well, you’ll never believe this, but the Buzz that you’re talking to now used to be just plain old yellow. And not just any yellow! Oh, no. I’m talkin’ about that nasty, putrid yellow that you see oozing off of a rancid can of Achyfi. This is a story, well, actually, my story, of how I became this beautiful snowy bug that you know today.<
|The Inventor's Craft|
"What? Nothing changed." Mira responded with a roll of her eyes.
"But don’t you see, it worked!" the young faerie beside her spoke with the same enthusiasm as the Neopet inventor. Her brown dress was quite plain for a faerie. Then again, Kreludor isn't a place to be one's fanciest attire on. Especially with the places that she and Mira had been visiting.
|Lord Faerigan - Fyora's Role in the Meridell Wars: Part Two|
"Oh don’t worry about me. I just need a bit of a breather. Hmm...actually I was wondering if you could remind me when Faerieland would pass over Darigan Citadel next."
"Certainly Fyora, that would be tomorrow actually."
"Tomorrow? Oh, well, please mark some time on my schedule so I can visit with Lord Darigan. Call it a diplomacy meeting."
|Bottled Faeries Inc.: Part Four|
“Well,” I said, adjusting the brim of my sunhat to block out the harsh sunrays, “this was probably the worse thing that could have happened.” Soon after Marty and I had fled Jhuidah’s cooking pot, I had received a neomail. The small, enchanted yellow envelope had repeatedly jammed itself against my thigh until, grudgingly, I had plucked it from the air and opened it.