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Hey Poptropicans, this is a guest post by Pink Star. Enjoy!

THE BLACK HARE, Part 2

(Continued from Part 1 here)

I combed my hair. (Which is a near impossible task, since I have Mom (Black Widow)’s hair.) I looked into the mirror and said, “I can do this… I can do this… I can do-”

I heard Dad (Dr. Hare) calling me. “COMING!!!”

I trudged to the kitchen. Mom and Dad started singing the birthday song. I thought about my wish for a while. ‘Mom and Dad will understand that I’m good, right?’ I thought. ‘Or should I not trust them…? After all, they ARE villains… Should I wish for them to understand? But I also wanna be more than good, I wanna be a hero! So should I wish to become a hero?’

“Hurry up, sweetie!”

‘Iwishtobecomeahero!’ I thought quickly. I blew out all 13 candles.

“Good job sweetie!” Mom said. “Now it’s time to eat the cake before the pizza! Just like you asked!” (I know. Only little kids eat cake before pizza. But it’s my birthday, and who doesn’t want cake before pizza?!) 

Mom and Dad talked about what my first crime would be now that I was an official villain. I bit my tongue at first, but finally blurted, “I DON’T WANNA BE A VILLAIN!”

Hey Poptropicans, this is a guest post by Pink Star. Enjoy!

THE BLACK HARE
A Poptropica Fanfiction Story

Hello fellow Poptropican, my name is the Black Hare. But most people call me Harrie. You probably know my parents, Dr. Hare and the Black Widow. Yeah. The villains. But don’t worry, I’m not gonna kidnap you and mind control you. I’m not gonna steal your art either. Much to my parents’ disgust, I’m all about doing good. That’s where my story starts. But before I get to that, let me give you a brief backstory.

Fifteen years ago, you and Amelia made a potion then you gave it to the villains as a drink. They drank it, but little did they know, if they ever had children, the potion would make them good. Fortunately, all the villains kids were born after the potion was made so they were all good!

Unfortunately, the villains found out about the potion, and made a new one to turn their kids evil. None of the kids knew about the potion, so everyone drank it. Everyone… except… me. I heard Mom and Dad talking about it. (Villains talk VERY loud.)

I loved being nice. I held the door for others at school, fed the birds, and did my chores. So I didn’t drink anything unless I was sure I knew what it was for the whole month. I acted all nasty in front of Mom and Dad, and my ‘friends’ (that turned evil overnight, so I wasn’t quite friends with them. But with other people and when by myself, I was nice. It was hard living like that.

That was when I was seven. Now that I’ve turned 13, I’m an official villain, and it has been 15 years since my parents drank that potion.

For six years, I never had the courage to tell them I was good. But now that I’m a teenager, I feel ready. After all, I am their daughter… what’s the worst they can say?  

TO BE CONTINUED

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Hey Poptropicans, this is a guest post by HeartOfEnder. Enjoy!

Welcome back to Seven Systems! Apologies, it’s been a while. Let’s do a quick recap of Part 3:

The queen’s knights are patrolling Astro-Knights Island, where the Baron is rumored to be. Tempest awakens a mysterious dragon form while defending the citizens from the queen’s knights… and that’s where we left off. Let’s get back into it! (Or start from the beginning here.)

THE SEVEN SYSTEMS
Part Four: The Storm Caller
(Continued from Part 3)

TEMPEST, in her new dragon form, immediately leaps into action. She swats a knight that was behind her with one swish of her tail, before leaping into the air and landing on top of the fountain, sharp claws gripped onto the stone. 

TEMPEST: 

Hear me, knights! You do NOT, I repeat, DO NOT, touch the people of this kingdom! You can’t just bring innocent people into a battle they know nothing about, and I will now punish you for it!

TEMPEST jumps off the fountain, landing on the ground and sending a lightning shockwave across the ground, knocking nearby guards off their feet. She immediately leaps back into the air, levitating across the ground as if the air was water. 

Despite this threat, the knights try to fight back. But they stand no chance against a massive lightning breath from TEMPEST, which also scorches the nearby grass.

TEMPEST continues to gracefully fight the knights, alternating between leaping across the ground and floating in the air. The knights fall one by one, until only a few are left. 

They try to flee, but TEMPEST has something prepared for them, flying into the sky as it begins to darken and rain… 

Hey Poptropicans, this is a guest post by Magic Kid. Enjoy!

HELLO THERE! The chains of writer’s block and responsibilities have finally loosened, so I could finish up this last episode! So I have a couple things I’d like to say, but I’ll save it for the end. 🙂 Enjoy! (Or catch the previous one here, or start from the beginning here.)

ZOMBIES, ZOMBIES, ALWAYS ZOMBIES!

A Zomberry Series

Episode Twenty: The Gambit and The Antidote and The End

Mr. Gambit (AKA Samuel Brains) was pacing his study in a controlled sort of panic. His empire—his beloved, powerful empire—was in danger of extinction. 

Well, maybe that was an exaggeration, but with the fact that all his prisoners escaped and nearly all of his employees were confused and no longer under his command, he felt like it was the truth. At least his zombies hadn’t gotten out of where he was keeping them. At least, that!

But still, Poptropica wasn’t quite under his grasp anymore. Mr. Gambit had to be careful. He had to gather his most loyal followers and salvage this somehow, before it was too late. Mr. Gambit held his watch up to his face, pressed a button, and spoke into it.

Mr. Gambit

All staff, report to my office at once!

He knew, at least, all the loyal ones would come. He had to figure out this mess. If anyone got their hands on anymore antidote—Mr. Gambit didn’t want to think about that. Luckily, he locked it away in a place only he, and a handful of carefully selected others, would be able to access.

Knock, Knock. Someone was at the door! He walked forward and peered in the eyeglass.

Mr. Gambit

Oh!!