2cool4school

A blog for my neohigh stuff & Rping

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Plotting?

Apologies if I'm spaming the tag, but would anyone be like to RP/plot with me? It seems like the tag could be more active.

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Just a reminder that I'm open for character relationships and RP UuU

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send me ur neohigh blogs so i can follow yall nerds

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casually reblogs to neohigh blog

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TMI

Okay it's sort of late but feel free to ask any of my characters just about anything. 

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Bess's Classes

Geometry (repeating)

Chemistry 

English 10 (repeating)

Sociology (she's reeeally fun in this class)

YHCA

Acting

Journalism (no bess you can't turn in your conspiracy theory articles for credit)

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Name: BesseBella

Nickname/Preferred Name: Bess, never call her by her full CONFORMING name. 

Gender: Female

Species: Hissi

Colour: Rainbow because she doesn't conform to one color. 

Grade (9th-12th): 11th 

Likes: ANARCHY, going against the system, rebelling against the man, rebels, petpets, and by petpets i mean sacrificing them to the DARK LORD, conspiracy theories, pranks, skipping. 

Dislikes: Any sort of system, rules, strictness, any sort of authority figures, her mom, FAKERS AND PREPS, classes, teachers. 

*Best Subject(s): Acting (Because it's totally ironic. Apparently.)

*Worst Subject(s): Everything else but at least she's not BRAINWASHED

*Social Group: Rebels/Anarchist 4 lyfe 

*Club(s): Occult club/LARP Club

*Sport(s): Uni back riding (It's training for the rebellion) 

Personality: Bess is a totally legit ANARCHIST who passionately rebels against any sort of system. Because systems are for brainwashed conformists. She claims that she's totally hardcore and sacrifices petpets often which is also legit for real.

... In truth, Bess isn't nearly as hardcore as she claims. It's really just rebelling against her overly-strict mother. And to, ironically, fit in with the rebels. Not wanting to be excluded, she often picks on who she thinks are the 'weaker' members of her social group. While not doing anything worse than chanting 'AN-NAR-CHY, AN-NAR-CHY' in class on her own, when under peer pressure, she'll do just about anything to maintain what she believes to be her status. Except actually hurt petpets, in private she babies her own. If all else fails, she'll claim that she was being ironic. She's quite good at acting and, to an extent, faking her emotions. 

*Other: Friends with Sweety, but picks on Dath behind her back. 

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V couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of Hai frolicking among the flowers. Maybe if they were really punk flowers made out of metal or something…

“Maybe that would help, y’know. Flowers, nature, that kinda junk. Make you less high strung, maybe?” She leaned forward as she put her chin on her hand. “I’m hardly one to talk, though. Looking at any sorta relaxing stuff just pisses me off. And nothing takes the edge off like a good fight. It’s like I got my wires crossed or something.”

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“Eh, maybe? Hell, I am disco, so…” he paused, grinning when she mentioned fights, “But ya’ right about fights. Even a punching bag can’t replace tha’ steam ya’ blow off when ya’ throwin’ punches with one arm and defendin’ with tha’ otha’.” He noticed that the hall outside of the room seemed to be empty, “… Wouldn’t mind practicin’ a bit, would ya’?”

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Her eyes lit up. “Yeah, absolutely! And it’s not like we can get detention in detention.” She stood up, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet and throwing a few practice jabs. “You wanna do a quick sparring match, or maybe we could work on our wrestling moves? We’re both on the team this year right?”

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Hai jumped up from his seat, stretching a bit, "Yeah, of course. Why give up the only place where ya' can rough house and not get'in trouble with the teacha's?" he said, "I don't expect eitha' of us ta' be dropped offa' the team anytime soon, else I'd feel pretty bad for 'um, but I think it'd be good ta' work on our moves. You know, as a warm up from summer?" he said, getting into position. 

While Hai could punch, he didn't rely on brute strength alone... at least when he wasn't losing his temper. Rather, in more controlled situations, he tried to use his agility to get the best of an opponent. 

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V felt her fur instinctively bristle at the mere thought of anyone insulting her Tam. “Ok, you got me there,” she chuckled through half-clenched teeth. “It’s like that expression, you know, ‘do as I say, not as a do.’ But an eye patch is gonna look pret-ty cool, so you got that going for you.”

She tilted her head thoughtfully. “Though… I’m surprised people still mess with your friends. I’d think you’d have quite the reputation at this point. If they every try the same with me, they won’t be bothering anyone for quite some time.” She instinctively reached for her bat, before remembering it had been confiscated overnight. 

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Hai shrugged, “I know, right? You’d think others would be like ‘hey lets not talk about his friends in front of him when he’s punched a guy for’it before’.” He neglected to include that he could be over-protective, and if not for his friends holding him back, he’d easily confront someone about giving them a funny look. 

“Maybe it’s ‘cause I’ma’ Kacheek, since most’of ‘um tend to go through flower fields or whatevah, so they might be skeptical of if I really can really punch.” He put his fists together. Now that he thought about it, it was puzzling- he didn’t even hide it all that much, spontaneously starting and joining fights, although not without reason.

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V couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of Hai frolicking among the flowers. Maybe if they were really punk flowers made out of metal or something…

“Maybe that would help, y’know. Flowers, nature, that kinda junk. Make you less high strung, maybe?” She leaned forward as she put her chin on her hand. “I’m hardly one to talk, though. Looking at any sorta relaxing stuff just pisses me off. And nothing takes the edge off like a good fight. It’s like I got my wires crossed or something.”

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"Eh, maybe? Hell, I am disco, so..." he paused, grinning when she mentioned fights, "But ya' right about fights. Even a punching bag can't replace tha' steam ya' blow off when ya' throwin' punches with one arm and defendin' with tha' otha'." He noticed that the hall outside of the room seemed to be empty, "... Wouldn't mind practicin' a bit, would ya'?"

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“Well,” K. said, looking at the blackboard and reading the formula and the examples. He didn’t want to admit he wasn’t paying much attention and lost himself in his own thoughts. After reading, he suddenly got it and turned to Dashwinds proudly.

“It’s not really that hard,” he continued, trying to comfort his friend. “Let me help you.”

K. started to solve one of the examples on Dashwinds’ notebook, he had to turn some pages since there was no place to write between all of his doodles. He explained every step carefully, constantly asking the zafara to tell him if he could follow him, and repeating the step if Dash didn’t got it.

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Dashwinds made no protest to K. writing on his notebook, rather appreciating the help. He watched the Ogrin solve one of the examples in his book, trying to watch as carefully as he watched the teacher. However, unlike the teacher, Klaus was explaining each step in detail, and Dashwinds nodded as it started to click within his mind, and occasionally asking to repeat a step it didn't make sense.

Finally, he tried it himself, setting up the equation and making up a few numbers to put in. Trying to follow K.'s example, he solved it himself, showing his work clearly, "So," he said, showing K. the notebook, "is that how you do it?"

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K. slightly blushed.

“Yes, a sailor,” he answered. “Just as you said, I wish to explore the world, to get to know it, to have an adventure… I can’t picture myself as anything else, I’d turn mad if I had to work everyday in front of a computer. I want to live a life I can be proud of.” When he heard Dash’s request, he smiled and raised his head a little bit. “Sure! I’d be glad to help you with math and getting some help with history would he great.”

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Dash nodded quickly, eagerly listening, “Of course! I mean, there’s so much of neopia to see- it’s one thing to see a picture, but to actually see it… it must be amazing!” he said, picking up speed as he talked, “And just think, we might be a part of history someday!” 

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“That would be great,” he said. Imagining his name by the side of Captain Rourke’s. “I really wish there were more famous Ogrins… Still, it’s a little intimidating…”

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(( Should we have class start? ))

“Intimidating?” Dash said, having never really thought of the dangers of what he wanted to do, “Oh, I guess being so far away from home can be kind of… uh, intimidating.” he said, “And so would all the dangers…”

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(Sure… If you want to, you can go on)

“No, not being far away from home,” Klaus replied. “I mean, it is but, it’s actually even more intimidating to be part of history and be judged for one’s acts and all that stuff…”

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“Oh.” Dash said, his mind reeling back to all the bad parts of history, “There is pressure to be on the ‘right’ side, I guess.” he paused, “But in the end I think it’s important to stay with what you believe in.” he said. Soon enough, the bell rang, signaling that class was in session. 

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(Oh, god… I’m sorry I haven’t kept up with this

I was kinda busy when I saw the notification and forgot to continue when I could)

K. smiled while nodding to Dashwind’s words.

“I guess you’re right…” he said. “I hope I don’t get lost in my way…”

When the bell rang, he waited quietly for the teacher to enter. During class, the ogrin was a little bit too quiet, trying to pay as much attention to the teacher. It was the first day of school and all the students were prompted to introduce themselves, K. wasn’t too eager to do so, but did it as best as he could, anyways.

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(( It’s fine! It’s not like I’m a prompt replier. ))

Dashwinds, on the other hand, got up easily, introducing himself with eagerness, looking forward to meeting everyone else. Soon enough, he had to be shooed back to his seat by the teacher for talking a bit too much. 

… After that the class became less enjoyable as time went on. He tried to learn, he really did, but it seemed like the teacher might as well have been speaking in one of those foreign, lost languages he once read about. 

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Meanwhile, K. paid careful attention to the teacher’s lesson but quickly got distracted. The ogrin started to turn his head in all directions, looking at his classmates, he still remembered some of their names, some others turned out to be so uninteresting for him he didn’t even bother remembering theirs.

Eventually, he turned to look Dashwind. He noticed the zafara was struggling with the lesson and felt the urge to offer his help.

“Is everything ok?” he asked.

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Dashwinds bit his lip, focusing on what was written on the board, and then looked back at his own notes, all scribbled and seeming to make little sense, one might even mistake them as doodles rather than an honest effort. 

"Huh?" he said, snapping out of his concentration, "Oh, well..." he paused. It was one thing to say you were bad at something, but for someone else to actually see it, "I'm kind'of having trouble with... something. Like, that formula..." he pointed to the board, "How does it work, exactly?"

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K. slightly blushed.

“Yes, a sailor,” he answered. “Just as you said, I wish to explore the world, to get to know it, to have an adventure… I can’t picture myself as anything else, I’d turn mad if I had to work everyday in front of a computer. I want to live a life I can be proud of.” When he heard Dash’s request, he smiled and raised his head a little bit. “Sure! I’d be glad to help you with math and getting some help with history would he great.”

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Dash nodded quickly, eagerly listening, “Of course! I mean, there’s so much of neopia to see- it’s one thing to see a picture, but to actually see it… it must be amazing!” he said, picking up speed as he talked, “And just think, we might be a part of history someday!” 

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“That would be great,” he said. Imagining his name by the side of Captain Rourke’s. “I really wish there were more famous Ogrins… Still, it’s a little intimidating…”

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(( Should we have class start? ))

“Intimidating?” Dash said, having never really thought of the dangers of what he wanted to do, “Oh, I guess being so far away from home can be kind of… uh, intimidating.” he said, “And so would all the dangers…”

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(Sure… If you want to, you can go on)

“No, not being far away from home,” Klaus replied. “I mean, it is but, it’s actually even more intimidating to be part of history and be judged for one’s acts and all that stuff…”

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“Oh.” Dash said, his mind reeling back to all the bad parts of history, “There is pressure to be on the ‘right’ side, I guess.” he paused, “But in the end I think it’s important to stay with what you believe in.” he said. Soon enough, the bell rang, signaling that class was in session. 

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(Oh, god… I’m sorry I haven’t kept up with this

I was kinda busy when I saw the notification and forgot to continue when I could)

K. smiled while nodding to Dashwind’s words.

“I guess you’re right…” he said. “I hope I don’t get lost in my way…”

When the bell rang, he waited quietly for the teacher to enter. During class, the ogrin was a little bit too quiet, trying to pay as much attention to the teacher. It was the first day of school and all the students were prompted to introduce themselves, K. wasn’t too eager to do so, but did it as best as he could, anyways.

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(( It's fine! It's not like I'm a prompt replier. ))

Dashwinds, on the other hand, got up easily, introducing himself with eagerness, looking forward to meeting everyone else. Soon enough, he had to be shooed back to his seat by the teacher for talking a bit too much. 

... After that the class became less enjoyable as time went on. He tried to learn, he really did, but it seemed like the teacher might as well have been speaking in one of those foreign, lost languages he once read about. 

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  Hai nodded, “Yeah, I know, but…” he bit his lip, “I can’t help but get kind’of PO’d when someone’s talkin’ bad about one of my friends, you know? I guess it’d be like if you caught someone talkin’ ‘bout that gal-friend of yours.” 

“Anyways… yeah, probably should’of stopped there, now that’I think about it.” Hai had a tolerance for pain, being used to these sort of injuries, “But I’d rather just take care of’it myself anyways. It’ll take care of itself. Just need to wear an eye patch for a few days or whatever.” 

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V felt her fur instinctively bristle at the mere thought of anyone insulting her Tam. “Ok, you got me there,” she chuckled through half-clenched teeth. “It’s like that expression, you know, ‘do as I say, not as a do.’ But an eye patch is gonna look pret-ty cool, so you got that going for you.”

She tilted her head thoughtfully. “Though… I’m surprised people still mess with your friends. I’d think you’d have quite the reputation at this point. If they every try the same with me, they won’t be bothering anyone for quite some time.” She instinctively reached for her bat, before remembering it had been confiscated overnight. 

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Hai shrugged, "I know, right? You'd think others would be like 'hey lets not talk about his friends in front of him when he's punched a guy for'it before'." He neglected to include that he could be over-protective, and if not for his friends holding him back, he'd easily confront someone about giving them a funny look. 

"Maybe it's 'cause I'ma' Kacheek, since most'of 'um tend to go through flower fields or whatevah, so they might be skeptical of if I really can really punch." He put his fists together. Now that he thought about it, it was puzzling- he didn't even hide it all that much, spontaneously starting and joining fights, although not without reason.

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At some point V and Tam are going to break up and it’s gonna be spectacular I can’t wait~

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FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

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Cleaning the Halls (Open)

'Janitor Lady', as she'd always been called, dipped her mop into her bucket, cleaning up whatever mess there was now. She never really minded being a janitor, having always just seen it as another chapter of her life that had yet to be over. Besides, she found that much of the students and staff were rather snazzy... even Lily, the grumpy nurse. 

The halls were empty, as it was class time, although occasionally there'd be a skipper. Not that she minded, hell, it wasn't like she was innocent of doing the same thing in her day. Sometimes she'd even listen into the classes as they were going on, although she'd struggle to really understand. And they expected kids to remember all this stuff within a year. 

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Just about to go back to mindless daydreaming, Hai spotted a familiar face. On one hand, he was glad to see a friend who could help him pass the time, and one who didn’t mind rough housing at that, but on the other hand he couldn’t help but wonder what the hell she was...

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Hai nodded, "Yeah, I know, but..." he bit his lip, "I can't help but get kind'of PO'd when someone's talkin' bad about one of my friends, you know? I guess it'd be like if you caught someone talkin' 'bout that gal-friend of yours." 

"Anyways... yeah, probably should'of stopped there, now that'I think about it." Hai had a tolerance for pain, being used to these sort of injuries, "But I'd rather just take care of'it myself anyways. It'll take care of itself. Just need to wear an eye patch for a few days or whatever." 

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Dash looked around the library once again, still seeing no sign of the Eventide Kougra. Earlier they agreed to have a study session, to help her with history, and that was great and awesomely fantastic...

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If Only, If Only…: History Help(?)

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Dash perked up, "That'd be great! I mean, not that I'd need any sort of reward for helping out a friend, but I'd really appreciate it if I could at least remember some equations..." 

"Anyways..." he said, ready to start going on about Altador. He had to make sure that his facts were right, not just because of the study session, but he was sure that Krita's grade depended on it! He'd hate to imagine how she'd feel if she got an F. 

His brain froze. It was like he was trying to remember equations, and he couldn't pry anything out of his mind, "Um, uh..." he tried not to look like he was panicking, "There's these... council-people that came to start Altador... about thirteen of them." he said, his mind somehow adding one more to what was actually twelve. 

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TMI for Hai: What's the worst injury you've ever gotten from a fight? Have you ever been sent to the hospital?

Hai: Eh… I’d say that’tha’ worst one I can remember is that one time, this guy just attacked me, can’t say that’I remember why, but long story short I ended up with’a sprained leg and arm. 

Oh, and I’ve ended up in the hospital a few times here and there, but I’ve been getting better about that. For the most part, I prefer to just take care of it myself.