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Go on, don't be shy! Look, they're even divided by type of story. Over here, I have adventure stories. If you're looking for romance, try that shelf. Oh, and don't forget the biographies.
If you're looking for history, we have that, too. I'm afraid that much of our source material is in storage, but you can enter that through the side door over there.
| by Administrator | Written on January 1st, 2003 at 05:57 PM |
You mull over which story to start reading. There's several stories with the usual sorts of dangers in them- The Esophagor, the Ghost Lupe, and other spooks. Then there's stories of pet-eating cannibals on Mystery Island, spooky tombs in the Lost Desert, lost caverns of ice in Terror Mountain...
The list goes on and on, and so does the clock as you enjoy looking through the options. Better make a decision as to which story you want to read, and ignore those shadows moving in the corner.
| by Administrator | Written on January 3rd, 2003 at 10:21 PM |
"Boring...boring...read it...boring..." you mutter. Then, "Hm, this looks good."
You take the book off the musty shelf and bring it to a small table with a lamp on it and two chairs close by. Everything seems lightly coated in dust, but you find the chairs are more comfortable than you thought they would be, and not only does the lamp actually work, its bright enough that you can read your book easily.
You sit down in one of the chairs and lay the book out on the table. Just before you open it up and start to read, you look at the title once more, which is...
| by BbHtrYoink | Written on January 17th, 2003 at 03:44 PM |
A Fire Lupe examined himself in the mirror, trying to pull off the name tag his owner had gently placed on his chest. He kept tugging at it, trying to ignore the pain that was coming from the fur he was jerking out. He finally gave up and looked pleadingly at his owner.
A pre-teen boy with brown hair, brown eyes, and glasses looked back at him sternly. "We're going to a party with all my NeoFriends, and most of them don't know you. I know you don't like it, but the name tag stays, BobIsForever." The Lupe winced at his name. "Why did you have to give me that dorky name anyway? Not to mention your own! I can barely pronounce it!" The boy sighed. "We've been over this a million times before. I was new to Neopia, this was my first account, and you were my first pet. I didn't know what sort of names would be 'cool' and so I decided just to name you BobIsForever. For myself, I just typed in a bunch of random letters, and then Yoink, as an afterthought. Though I mostly just go by Yoink now," he concluded.
"Well, I mostly go by Bob now, or sometimes just Forever, so couldn't you put that on my name tag instead?" BobIsForever whined.
"No, I would prefer that all my NeoFriends know your real name. You're welcome to tell them that you like to be called Bob, but because your name is BobIsForever, thats what your name tag says."
"Alright, enough arguing," called a voice from across the room of their NeoHome. "Can we leave now?" TLC4me, BbHtrYoink's second pet, was combing her hair once more. Since she went to the Secret Laboratory every day, she kept changing, but right now, she was an Electric Usul, and she wanted to get to the party quickly so she could show off her new color to everyone there.
"Yeah, its time for us to go. Come on, you two," said BbHtrYoink as he walked to the door and held it open for his pets.
As BobIsForever trudged out the door, he tried to hide his name tag from anyone who might see it. He looked jelously at TLC4me, who had a much better name than his own.
"I wish I could change my name somehow. And I don't mean a nickname or something, I mean my real, official name!" BobIsForever muttered under his breath, not responding when his owner asked him what he had said.
| by BbHtrYoink | Written on January 17th, 2003 at 04:17 PM |
"Well, well," she cackled softly to herself. "So the little lupe wants to change his name? What a convenient experiment for that name-change potion I've had kicking around for eons. We can't let this one go, can we?" A small puff of smoke and one last sinister chuckle marked where she had been.
Just as he had expected, BobIsForever had a less than happy time at the party. In fact, he wound up hanging out at the punch bowl, miserably wondering if simply tipping the thing over and running for it would be better than having to tell everyone that, no, the name wasn't a typo, yes it stank, yeah he went by Bob, or Forever...
His ears shot up straight when he heard a low hiss. Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw a dark purple figure beckoning him through the open french windows. He abandoned the party without a second thought and slipped out into the night.
"Hi there!"
"Hello, there, little neopet," breathed the faerie. "I think I have just the desire of your heart."
BobIsForever blinked, and then frowned. "What? To get me out of here?"
Jhudora threw him an impatient glare. "Of course not, silly! I mean a way to change your name- for real."
BobIsForever's eyes lit up. "Wow! How did you know?"
"Never mind that, sweets," purred the faerie. She pulled out a bottle filled with a fluid that glowed with a reddish cast in the darkness. "Swallow this, and your name will be changed."
"Yess!" BobIsForever hissed in delight. He grabbed the potion from Jhudora, but then paused with it in his paws. "Uh... what does it change my name to?"
"Anything you want, of course. What else?"
"Yeah, but... how does it know?"
Jhudora's evil chuckle failed to warn BobIsForever of the possible danger he was running. "It doesn't. Your name changes to the first word- or phrase- that you say after you drink it."
"Ohhhh...." BobIsForever fell silent for a minute, thinking hard about what he could change his name to. He failed to notice the intent look he was getting from Jhudora, or the faint smile that pulled at the corners of her mouth. "Ohhkay, bottoms up!" He popped the cork off the potion and gulped it all down rapidly.
Choking and sputtering, BobIsForever gasped for air and then he...
| by Scriptfox | Written on January 18th, 2003 at 12:35 PM |