Local Hustlers Foil Sloth's Plans. Or, at least that is what the headlines called the daring adventures of Brucey B and his friends. But what really happened? How can the public be sure that a local kid is capable of this kind of heroism. They only way to find out the truth is to get down onto their level. Go in and play with the high rollers. So this intrepid reporter with the aid of a hidden camera set of to play a round of cheat with the big wigs.
When I entered the back room of Kraku Lounge I could tell I was in for it. Myself, not having had much previous "cheat" experience was a little taken aback by the brashness of Capara the Kyrii. The papers were accurate when they referred to her as feisty.
Before I knew it I was at the table with Capara staring at me from behind her cards. She had a strange, coy look on her face. Then little not-so innocent Timmy the Tuskinny had cheated and I caught him. Beginners luck and I shrugged it off, the whole table shrugged it off. Brucey B, was standing in the corner noticed and tipped his head at me.
Capara glanced down at her cards, she intrigued me. She was sly, never playing more then 3 cards at once. I wondered was this strategy or honesty? Then the next thing I new She was down to zero cards, if wanted to get any information out of anybody I had to accuse her of cheating to keep the game going. I was right, in one swift move she now had 16 extra cards.
There was an eerie silence that surrounded the table, everyone concentrating on their cards. Even the spectators kept quiet. I knew though that before they would talk to me I had to prove myself.
A snap-shot of the infamous Brucey B "Sit. Play." I was told by a devious Branston Eyrie. So I played, I played my hardest. I came in third place, not bad when it's a four player game.
It was when Spectre stepped up to the table that I pulled Brucey B aside. He came willingly over to another table. He was uptight, he kept watching the door as if the Chia Cops were going to bust in at any minuet. "what do you wanna know?" he asked
"Tell me about Sloth." I blurted out. "What really happened at Sakhmet? Tell me the truth."
"You're telling me that you wanna know about Sakhmet? You want the truth? I don't think that you can handle the truth?"
"Sure I can." I stated eagerly
"Well," he began. "It was hot. But I needed my coin back, I would do anything for that coin. When we emerged from the hunted woods there was a vast desert in front of us. Being adventurous and a not very wise we continued for what seemed like days up and down the countless sand dunes. Then we saw it. Sakhmet. What a wondrous (although smelly) sight. The food there is amazing, although it does cost a few np." Brucey stopped to laugh nervously. "They also have incredible petpets there. Very interesting indeed, could bring a large profit."
 I was becoming increasingly impatient with his dull story, I wanted the good stuff. Brucey seemed to sense this and skipped ahead in his story.
"Anyways, oh yeah, well after Fernypoo had been transformed into a monster and Capara had become a Wadjet (a dessert petpet) with hair I decided it was time for some action! I couldn't wait any longer. Except getting to Sloth was a problem, he was way up in the tower and there were numerous guards around. So I set up a tent and enlisted as many, well I guess you could call them soldiers, as I could. The battle raged on for days but we were victorious. Then it was Sloth's turn to get his. If ya know what I mean? I ran to the top of the tower. Sloth was looking out the window at the battle beneath. I bounded on top of him, I was in control of this fight. Then I realized that the key to his power was that staff. So I threw it at the wall and it broke, relieving Sloth of any power he held. That's the story, plain and simple." Brucey said while he shuffled a deck of cards.
"Oh by the way, What paper are you from?" He asked deviously.
"what paper, umm what?" I tried to cover up my identity.
"You know what news paper? Heh he, if anybody asks where I am," he paused " tell them that I am still hiding out on Mystery Island." He said with a wink.
I left the room knowing I had won the chance to return if I so desired. But Cheat is one game that this reporter is not going to get involved with. So do you believe Brucey's story or is it just another sham? Is he pulling the wool over our eyes again? After that stunt he pulled, the big Cheat Heist can he be trusted? Was he telling the story in his favour, what if the staff broke by accident? Brucey B claimes he through it across the room. The only way to find out the truth is to find Sloth!
Note: This reporter is MIA. She was attempting to track down the evil Dr. Sloth to find the truth, but all that was left of this intrepid reporter was the secrete film she tapped at the Kraku Lounge.
Editors note: The owner of the Kraku Lounge wishes to express that he has no part in the behind-the-scenes cheat dealings. The back room of the Kraku Lounge is rented by a private Neopian citizen.
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