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Ehh Hugo would have apologized anyway XD He tends to believe he owes people for slightly inconveniencing them
Hugo
“You’re Paxton, aren’t you?” Hugo’s eyes glowed under soft, maple-dark hair. “I’m Hugo Angelo. The new kid in the dorm.”
Pax didn’t seem to recognize him. He held his sleeve over his eye for a moment and sighed.
“Oh, I saw you while you were asleep.” It sounded creepier out loud than in thought. “I’m sorry for scaring you. Did I… cause that, too? Somehow?”
Hugo pointed at the black eye.
“Everything is a mountain”
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Y’all ready for Jr? No probably not…
Jr
Jr stopped in his tracks. Noise, uproar, from the direction he was coming from. He groaned and turned around, striding up the halls with rapid speed, muttering something under his breath akin to,
“If there’s trouble, Hugo’s probably there.”
Which incidently is the same thing he said about Terry, his best friend, the week they met.
Pushing through the crowd, he heard Nar arguing. Finally reaching the sight, Nar was engaged with a boy, while Hugo was talking to a small boy with light hair on the floor. Jaz swung off his back, climbing down his leg to cautiously approach the little boy, chirping like a Santa Isabella dart frog (though not as loud) and making her green eyes large and round.
Meanwhile, Jr tapped Nar’s shoulder.
“Who’s on fire now?”
She halted, mid sentence. Let out a relaxing breath and apologizing to the boy.
“But Hugo’s no monster still.” She soon flashed a smile. “I’m Narray, this is my brother. Who are you and who’s the young boy?”
“If there’s trouble, Hugo’s probably there.”
Sorry
not sorryWhaley, I literally wrote that entire rp just for that one line XD"You need French Toast."
Man, I’m tired guys…that is just an awful rp but I do not feel like redoing it…
"You need French Toast."
“If there’s trouble, Hugo’s probably there.”
Bro’s a literal pacifist and he ends up in the middle of multiple violent situations XDXD
Jr. just needs Physical Ed or something to chill him down, because I promise you, Hugo will get an emotional heart attack from stress if he has to worry about one more thing.
Edit: It’s fine!! It got the point across and it doesn’t look bad <3
“Everything is a mountain”
I literally just accidentally hit my head on my wall…do not ask how I managed that…
Jr never chills. Like, the only one who seemed to have the power to make him just relax was Emmie, and he has not met her yet.
Though…Jr kinda goes half out of it when he gets the Grath, so I guess you could say he does chill…literally and figuratively.
Hmmm…a pacifist and a man who was made to be a war assassin…now I see how they clash…
"You need French Toast."
I kinda figured he doesn’t chill emotionally XD But it was worth a try anyway.
Hmmm…a pacifist and a man who was made to be a war assassin…now I see how they clash…
Oh, L-O-L-O-L-O-L (Sorry, I’m playing with the keys, being lingo savvy XD) I semi-forgot to mention this, because I often don’t see any point in mentioning my character backstories directly –
Hugo is a pacifist because he was raised to be an assassin. *throws bombshell*
“Everything is a mountain”
so I guess you could say he does chill…literally and figuratively.
oof
Hugo is a pacifist because he was raised to be an assassin. *throws bombshell*
:0 *silently starts fangirling in the background*
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Hugo is a pacifist because he was raised to be an assassin. *throws bombshell*
I feel like jr wouldn’t really be so war orientated if it wasn’t for his Father and the birthmark on his leg.
"You need French Toast."
Ok awesome! I’ll get to writing one later this afternoon!
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
alrighty, here we go!
Fynn
“Dude, we’re gonna be so late to class.”
“Relax, I’m sure the teachers are already used to it. Besides, if anyone’s going to get a tardy slip, it’s me. I only dragged you along.” Fynn flashed Lukas a goofy smile. Lukas rolled his eyes and opened his mouth to reply, but stopped when his eyes landed on somebody farther down the hall.
Fynn followed his gaze and smirked. He nudged Lukas in the shoulder. “Go ahead, you lovesick oaf. She’ll be glad to see you.”
Lukas blushed. “I am not lovesick.” His pitch shot up and his features tightened.
“Again, relax. I’m only partially joking. But Livia would probably appreciate it if you went and said hi instead of staring at her like a weirdo. Now go.” He pushed Lukas forward before he could come up with another excuse and chuckled at the way he stumbled towards Liv. How Liv could like that clumsy kid, he didn’t know.
He scanned the halls for Callie, but his eyes instead found an odd sight. A young man, probably only a few years older than himself, held two orange, glowing rocks in his hands. Not that that was a huge surprise in this wild school. He walked closely behind the boy, trying to get a better look at the rocks, but only succeeded in tripping on the boy’s heels.
“Oh, sorry man.” He flashed a sheepish grin as the boy’s sharp green eyes met his own. “I was just trying to get a better look at…” he motioned towards the rocks, “whatever those are.”
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Navin
He ignored the boy as the orange rock in his left hand flashed brightly as it decided to activate on it’s own accord.
He looked around with his heart racing, having only a few seconds to decide where he was going to send the uncalled for attack. Navin pointed the rock at the ceiling, a laser flew out like a bullet and created a thin, straight hole through the roof.
Great. Something was already ruined.
Navin gave the boy a dark look.
“D- do you still want to get a better look?” Navin asked in a quiet, harsh tone, holding the rock towards the boy.
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
@whalekeeper
Ellie“Mrs. Moore confiscated my wristband for detention. And she took your phone too, right? We could steal those back after causing some big distraction. Maybe, um… shutting off the school’s power? I might know how.”
She blushed slightly, nervous that the idea might sound too crazy.
my wristband
Only just now decided she had this. It’s like a smart watch.
Also the math teacher is no longer nameless yay
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
@whalekeeper Sorry my only other ideas were stealing all the teacher’s pencils or ideas involving vandalism or fire lol. Hard to come up with something that isn’t lame but also isn’t too destructive
“Nothing says autumn like slurpin’ apples.” -my uncle
Fynn
“D- do you still want to get a better look?”
Fynn stopped staring at the whole in the ceiling a shrugged. “Sure.” He accepted the rock and bounced it in between his hands. Nothing too fancy about it except for the fact that it glowed. At least it didn’t blow a whole through him the like the other had done to the ceiling. He tossed it back the boy, earning another dark glare. “The name’s Fynn, by the way.”
Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende
Navin
“Navin…” He muttered as an introduction, then put the two rocks he held in separate pockets to assure he wouldn’t mix them again.
He wanted to move far away from the scene to avoid death by teacher or by some other authority figure who’d witnessed the making of the hole in the ceiling. Not that he believed a teacher would really kill him – hopefully- yet how could they possibly be okay with it?
“I-is there something else…. I- I can help you with?” Navin glanced around, then at the ceiling again. “I- I’m late for… class…” He used it as an excuse to get away, although he didn’t know where “class” was.
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
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