#all those xweetoks

[shuro]

i'm going to try and explain this concept in my head as briefly and clearly as possible

please tell me if this is too cringe or stupid 😭

so. basically this all started when i was granted access to my very first neopets account from 2006 this morning and was able to transfer my first neopet ever to my current account, a red xweetok named weetjetokje. (yes it's a weird name, i was nine years old and adopted her from the pound)

i decided to paint her starry, which REALLY got me thinking.

what if she was like. a deity of sorts? one vanished some time ago, and had since been represented by the night sky?

so now i'm basically adding in a space motif to all the backstories of my current neopets (which isn't hard since i already had written up a couple of them to include something along those lines bc i LOVE space)

the most notable example of this i can think of is my mutant acara, infernalcreature, who i wrote to be a mutant who takes comfort in the stars in the night sky, as he sees himself in them. (he looks like this for context)

and then my royal kyrii is a seer who receives visions of the future in his dreams (nighttime, space, similar i guess?)

i kinda envisioned them as like. chapters in an anthology i guess? separate stories that, when combined, weave a narrative.

#neopets liveblogging

[siskiyn]

so yeah a couple weeks ago i started playing neopets again after 13+? years. i'm over here making a discount dnd party with names like these. i kinda like it though..... my oc brain is stirring after a long, long time. like i want them to be a crew. the found family trope incarnate. ride-or-die. i have no idea what colors i want these babies to be but i'm MOTIVATED. there are so many new paint brush / colors to consider too, i am actually having a blast over here making goals to reach & learning stuff i never ever bothered with in the past.

(please join me)

ONTO THE PETS + OC BRAINSTORMING

MALFEEN thinking wraith for Malfeen, first. he's becoming my battledome pet! something badass and/or eternal looking. that's all really. eventide zafara could be ok too with some customization. he look a little too unimposing with those eyes. something about wraith though OOH i want one.

VHAMPIRR Vhampirr has GOT to change species and color, grundos gotta be the UGLIEST mfers out in neopia i'm sorry. Vhamp's gonna be the leader because i rescued him from the pound first and ngl it was exciting. teenaged sisk never found anything good while pound surfing. now i don't even know how many painted pets i've seen in there. the satisfaction is astronomical.

anyways i don't wanna be too derivative with a name like Vhampirr but then again cringe is dead, he could be some cool undead mfer. i'm thinking darigan? (once a darigan fan always a darigan fan.) there are many good species options something about darigan xweetok makes me wanna punch it (lovingly). he looks like he'd make fun of you and be camp as hell. he looks like he gets a new piecing every time he's depressed because he finds it quite bracing and rejuvenating, actually.

OAXUN Oaxun is the only pet i made from scratch, in homage to an old pet from an old account (rip). the rest are pound finds. at first i was thinking making her into a little baby eyrie. babygirl of the party who everyone dotes on, receives the chaotic parenting of the whole gang. but man i love eyries a lot & with a name like Oaxun i feel like a material color like maractite, water or relic would be soo fitting. i'm less and less attached to baby the longer i think on it tbh.

GRIMSVONTE literally just adopted this dude tonight. idk if i'll keep him but i think royalboy or something fancy like that would match the name. he could be that escort mission tag-along that you absolutely suffer through. Grimsvonte hahaha... royalboy gelert got me fucked up with the bowl cut hair. it's giving trust fund kid, Grimsvonte the 3rd... it's giving "mother father i'm off on a harrowing adventure don't look for me". idk it could be comedy gold!!

not many of the royals appeal to me although royalboy peophin is kinda hot? Hot Middle-aged Grimsvonte?? no i'm not accepting comments. just think about it.

& that's it!!! well i have a baby kougra pound rescue but *covers his ears* i don't really like him or his ugly ass name. i think i'm overly attached to baby neopets due to Nostalgia only. they're relatively cheap to get too. i don't know! can you feel the vibe of this group so far? the vision?? if i do get a baby neopet it'll prolly be a more thoughtful addition. maybe one of the above will magically turn into a single parent. like, say... baby peophin for daddy Grimsvonte? (i know you agree. you agree with me right. look at them together.)

#neopets #*crying* why was this so fun #cringe is so dead #sisk's neopets adventures

[redkyrii]

History of Cheat!-related Advent Calendar pages [Part 2/3]

2016 spoils us with a second Cheat feature on December 14th, 2016.

Yet another animated short. Little Timmy is fed up with his embarrassingly lousy performance in Cheat! In a bid to finally see some success, he takes to the library, studying day-and-night with a written guide on how to cheat effectively. The kid strides up to the next Cheat! game with newfound confidence, and his studies immediately pay off; even Spectre's sharp eyes fail to read him as he's clearing the table. In the end, he proudly galumphs away with every chip. This one is... very ugly. The concept is fun and all, but it's a big eyesore, especially considering how relatively nice the other feature of this year looked. That stupid goddamn Fernypoo face really should've stayed in Lucky Coin.

The prizes for this day are Spectres Eyes Contacts and How to be a Cheat! Champion.

Those contacts are one badass wearable, lemme tell ya.

Our next entry is a whopping three years later on December 18th, 2019.

This is also an animated short, but half of the archive for this specific year is broken for no reason, so this screencap I dug up is all I have to work off of. Looking at this still, I'm not sure I want to see it in action. That art is *rough*. This short seems to star the Lucky Coin trio: Brucey, Fernypoo and... ... Who is that? Is that supposed to be Capara? Maybe??? Because that is NOT her. Why is she yellow??? That is one of the most obvious, gaudy, impossible-to-miss oversights possible. Another beautiful red kyrii erased from history... Also, Brucey has no reason to be drawn with gross little fingies here. Put those away. I know they're probably just sitting by a fireplace, but with the way this scene is composed, it looks like they're just burning shit in the middle of the room, watching the flames flicker with morbid satisfaction.

The Prizes for this day are Angry Capara Toy and Princess Fernypoo Gown.

OK, so Capara suddenly going bottle blonde isn't meant to be a redesign, because this toy of her is quite literally just a red kyrii. Honestly astonishing. The dress is a high-quality wearable, but to this day, they never did release a tiara to go with it.

Since this year is full of two-parters, we will be combining December 1st & 2nd, 2020.

Another animated short! There's a lotta these. Brucey and his unnamed xweetok girlfriend are enjoying a stroll together in the crisp winter air. After being reminded that the holidays are swiftly approaching, they each rush to the shops to get their last-minute gifts for each other. Brucey wants to get his unnamed xweetok girlfriend a comb for her hair but he doesn't have the funds for it, so he's forced to trade in his pocket watch (that he's famously always had). Unnamed xweetok girlfriend wants to get Brucey a new chain for his pocket watch but she doesn't have the funds for it, so she trades in her hair (the shopkeeper was just a freak like that, I guess). They reunite to discover their gifts for each other have been rendered useless by their sacrifices, and they thankfully just have a good laugh. It's just an ordinary spoof of The Gift of the Magi, but it's still really weird to me. Brucey B? In a stable, lasting romantic relationship??? Terrible characterization, gargantuan oversight. But seriously, I feel like this one shouldn't have been about Brucey at all. He's too rich and established as a character to be obligatorily shoved into a role like this. You could've replaced him with Hubert or some shit, and the story would remain the same. Also, this xweetok character practically isn't canon, because she is never shown or mentioned again.

Of the four prizes you get for these two parts, the only tangentially related item you recieve is Brucey B Watchchain.

Again, when I think of Brucey B, I think of his famous pocket watch that he's totally always had. All the other three are about the Xweetok; really cements the sentiment that they only included him here to fill in a blank.

#neopets #neotag #little timmy tuskaninny #spectre #brucey b #princess fernypoo #capara the kyrii #cheaters tag #infodump

[magax-destroyer]

By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes...

It's time for the next pet showcase, and today I've got a treat! I've introduced a lot of good pets (and Erican) so far, but what about some... bad pets? Some naughty pets? After all, for every hero, there needs to be at least one villain, right?

That's what today's showcase is going to be! 6 pets who aren't exactly up to anything good! So it's time to get dark... darker... yet darker...

CW/TW for: Death mention in Flynnigane's description Vague mentions of all sorts of abuse in Daemonblun's description

Final warning: This time, everything below is over 2,000 words long. These guys have long backstories to lay out their motivations. And I am not kidding about those content warnings. Please read with caution.

(Not all of these customs are accurate on site)

Name: Lixation Pronouns: she/her Color: Alien Petpet: Diddler (Nosh-o-Matic Jr.)

An Alien Aisha who formerly worked on Virtupets Space Station, Lixation always found Neopia to be a curious little planet... though she didn't really seem too concerned about ever going down to visit. She spent most of her time busy working, goofing off with her petpet, playing games, and eating lots of sweets...

Lixation has two friends on the space station: Selevrris (the two of them are each other's "Besties") and Sythian, the Jetsam's boyfriend. One day, through several shenanigans, the Alien Aisha ended up getting a little taste of the Candy Ruki... and she realized he tasted just as sweet as he looked...

After Sythian disappeared to Neopia, Selevrris sent Lixation down to the planet to find him and bring him home to the space station. Of course, being an opportunist, Lixation is using this chance to find the Ruki and... eat him. After all, she can just say he died when his escape pod crashed!

Since Lixation is extremely new to Neopia, she doesn't have any friends yet... and she's not exactly focused on making any. Selevrris, however, is her bestie. She just won't mention that she wants to make his boyfriend into her snack...

Name: Lypekia Pronouns: she/her Color: Red Petpet: Pawkeet (Sir Bob of Geraptiku)

The Red Xweetok known as Lypekia started out as a simple treasure hunter, motivated by tales from her family. She comes from a long legacy of pirates and bounty hunters, who are all looking for a grand treasure that they feel is their birthright...

Lypekia is named after her great, great, great... something, grandmother, who was a very important ship hand working under a certain pirate Aisha...

As she continued to hunt for treasure, the Xweetok slowly found herself slipping into more nefarious dealings... and ultimately, she became the captain of her own ship and crew in an attempt to cover more ground in finding the big one. The treasure that was rightfully hers this entire time.

And soon she learned about a certain manor in the Haunted Woods...

Relationship-wise, Lypekia has made an enemy out of absolutely everyone at Erican's manor. She especially despises Erican himself, and she also hates Cartaker for humiliating her in a sword fight. You'd think she and Flynnigane would get along since they both hate Erican, but they both don't like for each other; she thinks Flynn is after her treasure, and Flynn thinks she's after Erican... and that Aisha is his to claim.

Name: Flynnigane (no, you cannot call him Flynn) Pronouns: he/him Color: Ghost (Formerly Royal) Petpet: Ghost Carma (Pascal)

Born a Royal Ruki in Shenkuu, Flynnigane spent most of his days working in the Lunar Temple, charting Kreludor's phases over Neopia. The Ruki figured he'd simply spend his whole life in Shenkuu, though he did long to go exploring... He'd always watch the flying ships coming and going and wished he could just... get on one and fly far away.

And then he happened to meet a pirate Aisha one day. He might not have had a flying ship, but he still had a ship, and he was looking for new recruits... And to be honest with you, Flynnigane might've had a little bit of a crush on him just at first sight. So, the Ruki gave up a life of charting the moon for a life of seafaring and navigating... and maybe a little bit of swashbuckling too.

Of course, it wasn't to last... That pirate Aisha was a really cutthroat man. He should've bailed out as soon as he saw the Aisha throw that Xweetok overboard... but... he thought that Erican loved him.

When Erican betrayed his entire crew, the authorities assumed Flynnigane had been the head of the pirating operation on the ship, so the Ruki was imprisoned for the rest of his life. Every day, his anger and bitterness grew, to the point where he hated Erican so much... when he finally did die, his spirit couldn't exactly move on...

Now cursed to roam Neopia for eternity, Flynnigane has sworn to get revenge on that Aisha... only to discover his ghost is still around as well. The Ruki found the manor in the Haunted Woods and confronted the new homeowner...

Flynnigane isn't exactly completely tethered to the mortal coil anymore, due to a nasty hit he took from a sword... Now, his legs are little more than a misty wisp, and his ghost tends to flicker and disappear occasionally... But that only makes him more dangerous.

Much like Lypekia, the Ghost Ruki has made an enemy out of everyone at Erican's manor... though he absolutely despises Erican himself, and is planning to take that ghost to... wherever ghosts go when they're completely destroyed. And yet... some stupid, illogical part of himself still loves that damn bastard...

Name: Jettinson (or Jett!) Pronouns: he/him Color: Royal Petpet: Talpidat (Skworlp)

A young Zafara from Brightvale, Jett lived with his twin sister Campenelle and their father. Unlike his sister, Jettinson isn't exactly book smart... nor is he particularly interested in sitting around a stuffy library full of books studying. That's all anyone in Brightvale does is study! It's so boring!

So Jett would usually spend his days causing trouble around Meridell, just trying to entertain himself. Of course, he was more of a nuisance than anything, so most people tended to just ignore him... Just like everyone in Brightvale did...

Until the day a Tyrannian Peophin took notice of the Zafara as he was walking home. Jettinson was merely lugging home a ton of Motes for his sister when the Peophin struck up a conversation with him.

Jett began ranting to this stranger about how dull life in Brightvale was, how he just wanted to get away from it all and go exploring... and the Peophin pointed out that the Zafara could be doing so much more than wasting his time around these boring kingdoms.

Like, say, he could be helping to find a lost Faerie Pteri...

And with that, Jettinson got dressed in his edgiest attire, grabbed a pair of daggers, and decided to become the Peophin's little henchman. And he's having so much fun! It's like getting to go adventuring in a tabletop game! Too bad he has yet to understand that he's taken the role of the bad guy...

Obviously he loves his twin sister Cam, though the two have fallen out of contact... Jett, of course, is also completely devoted to Daemonblun, since the Peophin basically had the Zafara swear his eternal loyalty to him. He doesn't like Wysteranium that much, because that stupid Gelert keeps making him cry, nor does he really care much for a certain Nimmo...

And oh boy, do not get him started about Erosollo and their friends. They keep getting in his way of finding the Pteri for Daemonblun! Who do they even think they are?!

Name: Wysteranium Pronouns: they/them Color: Stealthy Petpet: Seti (Tranquility)

The mysterious cloaked Gelert is an enigma to nearly everyone they encounter... Not that anyone dares to get very close, since they exude a horrific aura of sadness and despair...

Wysteranium was abandoned as a puppy on the streets of Neovia, where they spent their days hiding away from everyone... Unbeknownst to them, they were abandoned because of their incredibly strange magical powers; they have the ability to influence the emotions of others. They can read people's emotional states... and force their own feelings on to anyone near them. Unfortunately, because they were so scared all of the time and unable to control their powers, they ended up making everyone around too afraid of them to approach...

Until the day they encountered a beautiful Faerie Pteri, who took the Gelert in. She gave them a name, a home, and began helping them learn to control their powers... It's just too bad that someone else in the house was also interested in Wys's powers...

Daemonblun would regularly take them downstairs to his lab, wanting to see what their powers did... But Wysteranium's auras never worked on the Peophin. Nonetheless, Daemonblun coerced them into keeping their mouth shut about his experiments with them... After all, they were just some tramp Necroptosis had found on the streets. They could easily end up back there.

Ultimately, Wys was too terrified of Daemonblun to do anything to stop him... which just lead to him committing one atrocity after another. Including mutating a certain Acara...

When the Peophin up and disappeared from his original lab, Wysteranium fled their home as well, wandering Neopia as they tried to find somewhere to just... be away from everyone. Unfortunately, that didn't help them hide from Daemonblun, and when the Peophin and Gelert crossed paths again, he got them right back under his hoof before taking off, in search of a certain Pteri...

Uh... Relationships! Necroptosis is Wysteranium's adoptive mother, and Cursyn is their best friend... They don't particularly get along with Jettinson, not helped by the fact that the Zafara is the only one around the lab who is affected by their powers. As I said, they're positively terrified of Daemonblun. They also don't like a certain group of hooligans... especially their leader.

Name: Dr. Daemonblun (I don't believe this man has ever been to medical school...) Pronouns: he/him Color: Tyrannian Petpet: Robot Cobrall (Mercutio) (It was definitely not always a snake...) Daemonblun prides himself on being Neopia's leading "magicologist". That is to say, he studies magic and the effects of magic on Neopians through a scientific lens. Despite not having his own magical powers, that won't stop him... And neither will those silly things called "ethics" and "morals". No one really knows the Peophin's past... or his family, either. Luckily, his notes still exist, and he'll show interested parties... though they tend to react with utter horror.

His research started with experimenting with simple Petpets and magical artifacts he got from his wife. Since he has no magical powers of his own, he essentially has to "borrow" power from whatever sources he can find... And then his wife brought home a Stealthy Gelert, who happened to be a pathokinetic.

Daemonblun has never really been the... emotional type. He can fake emotions, sure, but genuinely feeling something is extremely rare for him... That Gelert represented everything he wanted for himself. Magic, and feelings. Unfortunately, their powers couldn't make him feel, and he had to abandon his... "research" with them due to how volatile their powers were...

His next subject was an extremely young Kyrii... and he was able to create a device to drain the Kyrii's magic out of their body and into a vial. Non-lethally, of course, though that Kyrii was sick for a while after... Of course, Daemonblun wasn't sure if it was exactly safe for him to inject himself with that magic. He could explode, after all.

His final subject was a Halloween Acara, who already had lightning magic... And since the Acara was already a mage, Daemonblun was sure it'd be safe to inject him with some extra magic. After all, what's a little extra power? The results of that experiment were the most interesting he'd seen yet... As it turns out, excessive magical power isn't good for young Acaras. Their bodies tend to... melt.

After that, and an incident wherein his lab was burned to the ground by the Acara's mother, the Peophin took to wandering Neopia. He ultimately took up temporary residence in a certain manor deep in the Haunted Woods, where his housemates were innocently oblivious to what a monster they were actually housing. He went back to working on Petpets, owing to the fact that he now had no mages to work with...

...until the day he had crossed paths with a certain Stealthy Gelert again. Upon finding them, and not-too-subtly reigning them back in to working with him, Daemonblun packed up his things and left the manor... but not without leaving a mess in that first room of the catacombs...

Where was he going? Wherever he had to, to find a certain Faerie Pteri again. This included Brightvale, where he picked up a Royal Zafara looking for adventure... before ultimately, the group retreated to Moltara, where they wouldn't be bothered.

Err, relationships, right... Daemonblun is Necroptosis’s ex-wife... Cursyn and Erosollo are his sons, though he doesn’t feel much for them. Technically, Wys is his adopted child too, but... he doesn’t really acknowledge that. His "minions" are the most unfortunate people on the planet for having to deal with him... He doesn't exactly care about them or anything. Everyone who knows the truth about him hates him... and you can't really blame them...

Well... this was a really messed up way to end the post... Uh, tune in next time for-

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#Joanne's pets #i am sorry to all peophins but especially tyrannian ones #cw death #cw abusive parents #also eye horror warning for daemonbluns bg

[tonguetiedartist]

Self-indulgent doodle of Jeremy with my fave Neopet and the old version of the purple paintbrush, Xweetok

#jeremy dooley #achievement hunter #xweetok #my art #there isnt really a reason I just remember those colors and had to draw them together #turns out they changed it to all purple later? but I remember seeing my fave neopet and my fave color with the worst combination ever

[xweetheart]

another quick survey: what's your ultimate dream pet? what was your ultimate dream pet as a kid?

#neotag #neopets #u can answer even if you already got it #mine is a uc faerie xweetok and as a kid all i wanted was a faerie cybunny #currently got neither of those lmao #i kinda wanna keep making these i like knowing more about y'all

[mutantmorphingpotions]

I've been rewatching the cultural Classic of 'Most Popular Girls in School' So I'm here to bring you 'Most Popular Vampires in Haunted Woods'

Vampires are terrible gossips (This is probably terribly exaggerated, but regardless you can never really be sure with vampires)

#TSB Draws #Neopets #Neotag #neopet #cybunny #xweetok #gelert #Artemius Bloodwick #Saya Usagi #Covenfield #this is why I can't get into the NT comic #because all I do is dumb parodies of series that swear too hard #Saya was 100% one of those girl Japanese bikers #you know the ones in the school uniforms with baseball bats?

[eclown]

anyway while im here. my friends asked me to join a neo pets copy site that allows you to upload overlays for your neo pets and since my account is going to be valve-themed i thought i would. heh. well. i

#IGNORE the antennae. theyre in t-pose #this is going to be chell bc i thought it would be cool #grodons an orange bori but i havent gotten an orange paint brush for him #OR started his model #im still trying to find a good match for eitther wh*atley or gl*dos but im thinking that i could use the baby petri skin (which is an egg) #and turn it into potato? maybe? #al yx is a xweetok no questions asked. i think a xweetok with a headband would be cool and also red xweetoks have red hair stripes #.txt #i have no intentions to socialize on this website. at all #i have plans for a chum toad pet pet for barney but idk what neo pet he would actually be #im trying to find a little bug pet pet for gordon as well. uhhhhhhhhhhhh like one of those little one eyed bugs idr the name #for chell i think i might go with ratman as a pet? and for glad os i guess ill have wheat ley. hmmmmm #if i end up making wheatus a full neo pet instead of a petpet (unlikely) then hes going to be a chia. fuck it

[actualbird]

an embarrassing childhood story for each of the nxx boys

wc: 924

luke pearce's fang forbidden lore

i think that 75% of luke's childhood is embarrassing stories, actually. ranging from all the times he had adorably proposed to mc in increasingly convoluted ways to him climbing Every Tree In The Neighborhood and crying when he couldnt get down on his own. theres a lot of embarrassment in his youth but i'll focus on just one

luke's signature sharp tooth isnt a natural thing and he got it because when he was a kid but after all the baby teeth fell out---so anywhere after 12 years old, which makes this story better (if youre not luke) or worse (if you ARE luke)---he bashed his face against a wall trying to make "homemade rollerblades"

and by "homemade rollerblades" i mean Hot Wheels toy cars duct taped to his socks.

mc had pushed him so he could get some momentum and the momentum was great and did not fucking stop. until he hit a wall. hard. hes sure he felt the house reverberate a little bit.

he chipped his tooth like that and he never admits that this is how it happened and mc is sworn to secrecy lest he spill all of her embarrassing childhood stories to the team too.

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marius von hagen's edgy neopets ocs

because every artist goes through this and marius is no exception.

the year is 2018 and marius, a bored 11 year old, decides to sign up for one of those online pet websites for kicks. and thus he gets a neopets account and gets OBSESSED!!!

he gets 4 neopets immediately, a Hissi, a Xweetok, a Bori, and a Cybunny (because he just so happened to make an account on Cybunny day, april 27, the lucky BASTARD). he makes detailed backstories for ALL OF THEM.

the Xweetok and the Bori are in love but had a falling out because of some kind of pirate war. the Cybunny is an assassin but also barista. and the Hissi, the one thats basically marius' neopetssona, is just him but a flying snake and with wayyyy more action and adventure and just so much projection.

he also makes fanart and all of the ocs have colored highlights in their hair. he draws the fanart on paper but then scans it and uploads it onto his neopets account respective pet pages so that anybody who visits his profile can see.

and then marius stops playing at around 14 years old, forgets his password and thus is suitably locked out of his account, and only remembers in a panic when hes 21 years old

that his edgy neopets ocs art is online and he cant delete it and one day somebody out there is gonna figure out that user oX_MeowriusVH_Xo is HIM

everyday he lives in fear

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artem wing's astronaut phase

artem got into scifi at a very early age, around 5-6 years old, i reckon. along with scifi movies and shows (and yes, artem watched various Star Trek serieses growing up and hes got opinions about intergalactic diplomacy. also, he wishes Tribbles were real.) also he watched a lot of National Geographic documentaries about space and space exploration

which made him wanna become an astronaut!!! his mom found this adorable and also like, it's a usual kid thing, going thru the astronaut phase. she pats him on the head and says he'll have to study very hard to get accepted into the astronaut program and artem says, with too much gravity (HA!) for a child, "I Will Study."

but also he does play pretend astronaut when not studying. and see, theres this perfect large fishbowl plant vase in the living room and it looks like an astronaut helmet and...

in the dead of the night, artem takes the fishbowl vase, gently removes the plant and the soil, washes the fishbowl vase, and puts it on like a helmet

and then gets his head stuck in there.

mrs. wing wakes up and enters the living room and babby artem is just sitting on the couch in TEARS (AND IN A FISHBOWL) because he cant get it off and NOW NASA IS NEVER GONNA ACCEPT AN IDIOT LIKE HIM!!!!

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vyn richter's animal plushie clinic

vyn, growing up, did not get much time with actual human beings who spoke to him like he was an actual human being. he had many toys but was mostly alone, so his plushies were his friends.

and also his patients.

bc his father gave him a doctor toy set!!! a stethoscope, a thermometer, and even little plastic scalpels!!!! it was very common to enter vyn's room and see him on the floor doing "surgery" on a plushie elephant while he murmurs "do not worry, you. will. live."

most of the time, his animal plushie clinic is lighthearted. he does consultations where he sits in a higher chair while the plushie is lying down on a pillow and he nods and notes down their symptoms (aka he scribbles squiqqly lines onto a notepad) and then gives them medicine (aka gives their forehead a little kiss because thats what cures things that hurt, right?.....he supposes he wouldnt know....)

but one time, his father does enter his room when vyn is having a serious conversation with his snowy owl plush

"i am very sorry," vyn says. "but your condition has worsened. would you like to tell your family yourself? or should i break the news?"

vyn's father is torn between reacting with "AWWWWW" and "Good Fucking Lord."

#tears of themis #luke pearce #marius von hagen #artem wing #vyn richter

[popfizzles]

bro how do we get some of those adorable Neopets adoptables? I love the red Xweetok.

All the adoptables I’ve made so far can be found on [Mickey’s PetPage here], they’re free to take!

Since there might be some confusion, adoptables means something a little different in Neopets terms than how I’ve usually used the word. 

Neopets Adoptables are just generic arts of the different colors of neopets, that you can save and put somewhere on your neopet’s pages (like, ‘look, here’s some cool art of this kind of neopet, that’s what my neopet looks like!’). You don’t have to pay for them at all, and so long as you don’t edit them or enter them in any contests as your own art, you can do whatever you like to them! They’re meant to be picked up and put somewhere else!

#Neopets #neotag #fizzles answers #anon #anonymous

[shadowfae]

There's gotta be people who lie in the middle ground between otherkin and copinglinkers, right?

This just reminds me of the "can people choose to be trans" discourse and personally I've never found the value in trying to find a clean dividing line between people who "choose" to be trans and people who "are" trans, like obviously some people feel dysphoria much more than others and it's important to recognize that, but that doesn't mean theres some "how miserable would you be if you were forced to be cis" test that can decide who is a Valid Trans Person or not. It feels to me like it might be the same with the broader otherkin spectrum, but admittedly I don't know much about the community?

That said, the otherkin community has been really cool and like, when I go digging in early internet history I often find beautifully preserved histories and narratives from otherkin blogs about communities and sites that people frequented. And that's something I'm forever grateful for. I'm glad that there are still folks out there who pass on that history and find value in those communities.

Okay so I waited until I’d officially gotten out of bed (yes, everything I’ve done today was on my phone in bed) to answer this properly.

The thing that I’ve never much mentioned in my place of this argument - and I feel that if I’m going to, I should have a few personal essays to publish first in order to make my point clearly - is that at least for me, my kintypes and my linktypes feel so different there is absolutely no way I could mistake them for each other.

That’s why I’m not calling whatever’s going on with the Xweetok stuff a linktype, because there’s no choice there, it’s just me getting hit in the face with Xweetok animality and trying to figure out what it all means.

My kintypes are intrinsic to my personality. If you leave me alone for a bit, or put me somewhere where I feel totally, completely safe, I go so feral it’s not even funny. I growl. I hiss. My ears, tail(s), and wings do all my body language for me. I walk as digitigrade as a human is capable of. I settle into the mentality of an animal, except for when I slide into dignity and divinity, or when you hand me a piece of technology and then I’m as gruff as a pirate and humming to lyrics nobody else can hear.

My linktypes? Something happens. Panic, anger, fear, terror. I am [insert linktype here], here is what it is correct for me to do, here is what I will do, I navigate my way out of it with grace, I handle it as my linktypes would. Things hurt and I settle into their skin, if only for a little while. When their skin is hard to settle it, I simply change it. Being Kiyoteru was a way for me to understand my own sexual awakening when I’d never been safe enough to recognize my own animality, until I fused it with Luteia kinfeels into the world’s worst coping mechanism (don’t do that, kids) and did some things I’m very much not proud of.

Being Yukari was an answer to dysphoria and social ostracization that served me for quite a long time, and that I no longer need, because I am slightly more comfortable in my own skin. It was a matter of personality and aeslinking: she was a moon-girl who liked warm tea on snowy days and pretty poetry and rabbits. I never had her connection to rabbits, they’re just pets to me, but when I needed it I could pretend to be near a bunny the way she probably was bunnyhearted, and I could be a moon-girl until the sun came up for me.

My kintypes are deeper than that. Ranisson and Pale do seem a matter of personality, being as they are the closest to human, except for all the places where their experiences built them from the ground up. As Pale I was a Devil without his powers that didn’t quite know it enough to stop reaching for more power. As Ranisson, I was a girl in a war that was going to end with everyone I cared about dead, and I almost didn’t care, because we’d all be in the hivemind and I’d never be alone again.

Kiyoteru and Yukari were not that way. They were blank canvases that I could change as I needed to, for the purposes of saving me from myself. Even if they’d had actual stories, even if they were more than pretty faces and aesthetics, I would have made them do as I pleased to get me through.

From the inside, linktypes and kintypes seem so fundamentally different to me that I honestly find it hard to see a middle ground there. I’m not everyone, for some there absolutely is a middle. For some, they really can just ignore their own nonhumanity and walk away unscathed. There will always be a gray area, a fringe case or seven, a middle ground where nobody can define where it stops. And I’m not going to be the one to lay down what that middle ground is, because it is antithetical to my entire existence and experience, and it’s something I will never understand for my own.

I insist that everyone be clear about the terms that fit them to the best of their ability because I don’t like being lied to, especially after I’ve placed my trust in people to tell the truth. I don’t trust a salesman, but I’ll try any answer on StackOverflow once. You give me an answer on SO to a complex problem that fucks up my computer, I’m going to be pissed. You lie to me knowingly about your nonhuman/fictional identity in our tags, I’m going to be pissed.

If people say “this is an identity and I don’t know how voluntary it is” I go “yeah okay fair enough.” If they say they’re one or the other, I say the same. If they say they’re one and their experiences match the other, I’ll point that out. If they proceed to insult me and tell me I’m a gatekeeper, I am going to be pissed.

And then if they proceed to throw death threats in my face, I will be furious. I think I have every right to be in that case, and I have no use for those who would side with that sort of person. That’s all anyone’s been asking. Be where you are but be honest about your experiences, and we’ll find a place for you. Even if you say “I’m a linker, but I feel better in this space for otherkin, are we cool with me being here?” the answer will be yes, and then we’ll probably bring you our questions about your experiences. That’s what we do. We ask about others’ experiences and we nitpick how they work because they’re fascinating.

We preserve our history because we have to know where we come from. We have to know we’re not alone. I don’t understand why anyone wouldn’t want to read the history of the community they’re from. Now maybe it’s that I have no ties to my own heritage by blood, and those who do aren’t so interested, but if anything happened to our history I don’t know what I’d do. We need it to say no, if we’re crazy it’s not for this, that this is truly what we are, that we are not the first to have walked this path, and that those who came before us survived to tell the tale.

I am what I am. Everyone else is what they are. So long as people say that, then I have no issues with anyone about it.

#asks #anonymous #on wishkin #on terminology #on copinglinking #on experiences #you'd figure i'd have a catchall tag for my experiences #but i fuckin don't #Anonymous

[jergg]

thinking about moms on mothers day

sometimes a family is a boar, a tiger and something that might be a fox but not really sure

Kuvirea and Misadori are a fae kacheek and silver kougra, K is their adopted moehog son. They're kind of ‘found family’ in both story and meta... my main account pets for ~15 years who were standalone concepts at the beginning, but they meshed together over time. I used to just have Kuve being snippy with Misa all the time but she mellowed out if you know what I mean... and eventually saying K has two moms wasnt a joke anymore. Although sometimes I have to say it like a joke because who knows what will wake up mods on neopets dot com

Kuve is a tiny strict accountant/homeowner/busybody, Misa is an ex-mountain bandit/wild tiger (but actually opposite of a tiger mom) and K their mushy little pile of laundry. He fills out when he grows up but he's still kinda mushy (and is still small enough for Misa to swing him around). K loves his moms because he’s a good kid and while he turns to Misa for hugs/wrestling/piggyback rides/opening jars, funnily enough tries to model himself after his daintier mom with parasols and morning tea.

blue glows

Insomniac sorta-police sorta-paranormal investigator Rai (grey kougra) is the kid of Roha (she's also a leopard but she was temporarily a dappervolk shroom rabbit for obvious reasons) a Life Fountain - so she is near immortal, nigh indestructible with super self-healing and such an overflow of magic aura she causes blue shrooms to sprout around her. But Rai's dad was a human, so his genes are dilute and his only supernatural powers are glowing hands and mild healing ability which lets him live on very little sleep. His aversion to sleep might be due to to some childhood incidents where Roha would go to sleep for weeks/months at a time, typical LF habits but not great for raising kid.

As a spacey 200-yr old, she was kinda unwittingly negligent of her half-human kid but never hostile, practically incapable of being upset. Even though she never stopped being spacey (or maybe because other kids made fun of that) Rai has always been defensive of his mom. His best memories with her mostly involve food. Since he grew up and moved out, she's always happy to see him again and now tends to wake up when he visits. maybe she's starting to notice that without the LF immortality aspect, he's aging a lot faster than she is...

picking out toys for your teenage daughter

The most dysfunctional but oddly also the most coherent family here, the Face Eaters are semi-feral mountain-wandering shapeshifters who chop down/eat humans they come across, and reproduce by cloning. The family is about ten strong, but there's only one child. Shu (ogrin) is a clone of her mom Ran, who is the clan queen (subeta exp #118, although I always compare that to a faerie xweetok.) They're shifters, that's why a fox bug has a llama kid it makes total sense shhhhhhhh. 

Everyone in the family owns a mask to help the kids differentiate between the nearly identical adults, but that's all that you own in the Eater clan, everything else is to be 'shared' with whoever can grab it off you, and it's almost impossible to keep secrets from the horde. As an insular bunch of clones it's better not to have a sense of self, but life has gotten boring in recent generations and Shu gets restless and runs away.

Ran is proud of Shu probably because Shu most resembles her, and has total confidence in her daughter's abilities but isn't much in the way of empathy. Meanwhile out on her own, Shu's actually somewhat afraid of her mom, mostly that she's coming to take her stuff and maybe eat her new friends. But to them it's the equivalent of a kid having their parent barge into their room, so maybe she takes after her mom's lack of common sense too. One thing about the FE clan is they don't really know how to express contempt for each other so she'd probably greet her mom with a smile when the time comes. maybe they'll figure something out.

weirdly enough I don't think any of my characters have living dads (except one who is also adopted, but not officially) oh well those thoughts for another day

#just oc rambling #tiny gore under cut #t:k #t:kuve #t:misa #t:rai #t:roha #t:shu #t:ran

[mister-lucky-bunny]

The Grand Neopian University Chpt. 2

The Grand Neopian University

Chapter 2: Eating, Meeting, and Greeting

As expected with such a prestigious college, the amount of choices that Lucky had in regards to food was overwhelming, to say the least. Even though he was familiar with numerous food stand choices, having come from Neopia Central, the Acara had never seen quite an array of delicacies and fancy foods in such abundance before. Ranging from gourmet sandwiches, pizzas, pastas, salads, sushi, cheeses, and plenty of desserts, it began to make Lucky wonder just how expensive a meal would even cost.

For awhile, he decided to walk around, browsing the various food vendors and what they sold. Aside from general food items, there would also be various Neopians selling food that was well known in certain parts of Neopia. For example, one stand that made the Acara slow down was the amazing smelling stand of Altadorian baked goods. Figuring that he might as well treat himself on his first day at the school, Lucky made his way over to said stand, which was being manned by a fat, yet quite burly, Skeith, adorned in a gold Altador toga.

It took no time for the vendor to notice the curious, hungry Acara, quickly brightening up and greeting him in a boisterous, thick Altadorian accent. "Ah, hello, my friend! Yes, yes, I see that hunger in your eyes, one that can only be satisfied by the fine flavors that Altador has to offer!" He started up, getting into a sort of sales pitched. Again, being from one of the biggest shopping districts in all of Neopia, Lucky was no stranger to such practices. Even as the Skeith began showing off a large variety of pitas and hummus, the Acara couldn't help but be charmed by how genuine he was. If the amazing smell was anything to go by, the vendor had a lot of pride in his craft, and was confident that what he had to sell would certainly be worth it.

"Well, uh, let's see..." Lucky began, eyeing over everything. Once his gaze began to linger upon one of the pitas, it didn't take long for the Skeith to grin, lifting it up in a large hand.

"Ah, a pita! Filled with hummus and some very tasty falafel, no doubt!" He said, offering from a few choices of hummus that he had before him. Plain, roasted red tomato, red pepper, olives and caper, roasted garlic, and even one called "Pimento and Caviar" (which Lucky was not bold enough to try). Deciding to go with the "Roasted Red Tomato Hummus", the Skeith scooped an incredibly generous amount into the pita, not slowing down as he popped a heaping amount of falafel as well. "Yes, excellent choice, my friend!"

As he began to fill the pita with some spinach and tomato, Lucky watched with wide eyes, both impressed by just how skillful and precise his movements were, and also a little bit intimidated by the sheer amount of food the vendor managed to pile into the pita. "Wow, that's uh... quite a big pita you're making there," Lucky stated, wanting to not be a silent weirdo.

"You're a skinny boy, yes?" The Skeith joked, laughing a little as he wrapped up the pita, handing it off to the Acara. "Here ya go! Let's say, for you, eh... 150 NP," He finished up, coming up with an amount of money to be paid. It definitely didn't seem like he put much thought into the pricing, as it was a lot lower than Lucky had expected.

Resisting the urge to take a big bite out of the overstuffed pita, the Acara couldn't help but tilt his head a bit. "Only 150? I would've thought it would've been more," He said, freeing up a hand to reach into his pocket, pulling out three 50 NP coins and passing them off to the Skeith, who merely laughed and accepted the money.

"My friend, I do this not for money, but to share my food with others," He explained, puffing his chest out in a prideful way. "Besides, you'll be needing money for books and other school things, yes? I do not want food to be a problem for students," He continued on with a chuckle, waving the Acara off. "Now go eat before it cools!"

Lucky nodded and returned the wave, beginning to move away. "Hey, thanks a lot, sir!" He replied gratefully.

"Hey, call me Buddy, alright?" The Skeith yelled in return, laughing as he served another Neopian that had walked up.

After a quick visit to a vending machine for a bottle of water (for 50 np), Lucky began to scout around for a free table. As his eyes scanned the area, he began to nibble at the pita. As expected, it was quite delicious and he didn't waste time in taking a couple more bigger bites, enjoying the flavor. While the Acara ambled around for a little, May soon zipped right up to his side, also eating at a large bowl of stir fried noodles. The sudden sound of the Xweetok slurping her food made Lucky jump a little bit, making him turn to her. "Woah! Don't sneak up on me like that," The Acara exclaimed.

"Shorry!" May replied with a mouth full of food, quickly swallowing her current portion. "So where do ya wanna sit, Lucky?"

"Uhhh, not sure," He answered, still looking at the dining area. While it was very big, as expected, all of the tables were already filled up with other students. Even though Lucky was above average with his height, he still had trouble finding any seating. "Maybe there's a second area? I can't find any empty tables."

At this statement, May scoffed playfully and shook her head. "Empty tables? C'mon, Lucky, it wouldn't kill ya to make some friends. C'mon, I see a couple of empty seats right over there!" She said, hurrying off to a nearby table. Before the Acara could say anything, May had already sat herself right down, setting her bowl of noodles and looking over at Lucky expectantly. Looking over the other Neopians at the table, Lucky's enthusiasm did not seem to go up. He didn't tend to do too well around new people. Heck, he was still kind of iffy about May!

One of the other Neopains was a Kyrii, who certainly came from Mystery Island, due to the bone necklace that he was wearing and his long green hair. He also had a single tooth ear ring, and had gold bracelets on. Other than a simple, yet long, grass skirt, he was not wearing anything else. The Kyrii had pinned the buttons on the skirt hem, since he had no shirt to afix them on. He paid little attention to anyone else at the table and instead took to prodding and stabbing at a bowl of... what was hopefully food. He knew that those from Mystery Island tended to be quite odd, so he tried not to judge it too much. Still, a bowl of what looked like oily slop just didn't seem very appetizing to Lucky.

Sitting across from the Kyrii was an Aisha, who's background was very obviously Darigan, with dark purple skin and black spikes menacing their back. Their hair was short, neat, and black (obviously), and their red eyes seemed to look at May for a few seconds before returning to their meal. The Darigan Aisha was eating a salad with steak on it, though judging from the amount of blood that pooled around it, the meat looked far too undercooked for Lucky's taste. The Aisha looked incredibly androgynous at a distance, due to the fact that they weren't speaking either. Not only that, but they wore some important looking, yet large robes with a large hood (currently kept down), the lapel of the robes pinned with the same GNU button that Lucky and May acquired earlier. The dark colors of the Darigan Citadel made up the second button.

Finally, the third stranger at the table would be a blue Moehog, with a long orange mullet. Upon closer glance, it was obvious that he came from Tyrannia, due to his larger-than-average tusks. Much like the Kyrii, the Tyrannian wore very little 'modern' clothes, and instead opted for a standard speckled pelt. He also had a ring made of bone pierced into it's snout. The Moehog looked like it was the strongest, physically, as his arms were incredibly muscular, and some pecs were visible as well. He also took no notice to any of the others, as he instead opted to messily eat away at a piece of raw meat with one hand, holding a large Juppie berry in the other, snorting all the while.

None of these strangers really seemed too friendly, in Lucky's opinion, and he would've rather just sat by himself than sit with such imposing figures. However, May's giant, sparkling eyes showed absolutely no fear and kept staring intently, yet patiently, at the Acara. With a quiet, rejected sigh, Lucky slumped his shoulders a bit and stepped forwards. He shifted into his seat as silently as he could, eating his food and keeping to himself.

Of course, May took this as a cue to start up conversation with the others, much to Lucky's chagrin. "Heya! Nice to meet ya all!" She began eagerly. Lucky's ears folded down a bit as the Kyrii and the Aisha turned their gaze towards them. The Moehog, however, paid no mind and kept eating his meal. After a few seconds of awkward silence, the Xweetok took it upon herself to continue her greeting. "My name is May: Illusen's finest disciple! And this here is Lucky! He's here all the way from Neopia Central!" She said, wasting no time in introducing the shy Acara.

Being put on the spot, Lucky looked between the other two Neopians, who now turned their gaze to him curiously. He could feel his face burn a shade of red, due to the fact he hated being brought to attention, especially unexpectedly. Wanting to not be incredibly awkward, he lifted a hand up gently and gave it a little wave.

A derisive scoff was soon heard from Lucky's left, which came from the Aisha, who had crossed their arms in an important manner. "Neopia Central? What'd you do that was so important to get in? Run the most successful lemonade stand around? Maybe even have the biggest stamp collection?" The Aisha joked. Her voice was clearly feminine, yet also rough and very thick with a Darigan accent. May looked quite taken aback with the Aisha's blatant rudeness, balking at the statement. Meanwhile, Lucky buried his face into his food, taking another bite.

Just as he was starting to wish he was invisible, another voice piped up across from the three. "It's awfully impolite to not finish a greeting, dontcha know?" The Kyrii asked, glaring and raising an eyebrow to the Aisha. His voice was smooth, yet high pitched, and also matched his place of origin. After another small scoff and a roll of her eyes, the Aisha remained silent. This gave the Mystery Island native the time to turn to May and Lucky, shrugging his shoulders. "Sorry, about that. Guess she's not used to niceness where she's from," He stated, taking a jab at the Darigan girl. "My name is Enele, an apprentice mystic," He began.

"Oooh, a mystic? So, like, you can tell the future and stuff?" May asked curiously.

Enele laughed a bit and waved a hand. "Kind of. I have predicted events in the past, and even helped the island prepare for a mudslide. I think that is the reason why I was invited to this school. Much much larger than the school we have on the Island, that is for sure," He added with a chuckle.

"That's even less impressive than what I thought," The Aisha laughed, earning another glare from Enele.

"And what makes you so important, eh?" He asked suspiciously.

Leaning back in her chair, the Aisha got a proud look and grinned. "I'm one of Lord Darigan's personal assistant. Name's Val, and Lord Darigan personally made sure I got in. After all, I am the one that kept him from being poisoned by a mole," She added on in a prideful manner.

This made the others curious, as they looked to each other and then back at Val. "Wow, a mole? Did it turn out to be another assistant? Or a guard? Or the butler? It was probably the butler, wasn't it?" May rambled aloud.

Val answered with a shrug. "Didn't matter. Took care of 'im the moment I saw him slip the dust into my Lord's goblet. Never saw me comin'," She snickered evilly.

For the first time, Lucky managed to gather up enough words to ask a question. "Is that what you normally do?"

"More or less," Val replied to the Acara. "Guess you could say I'm a bit of a spy of sorts. I go around the Citadel and listen on troublemakers and thieves. I make sure I stop 'em from seeing through their misdeeds and... 'take care of 'em'," She added on carefully.

"So that means you..?" Lucky trailed off cautiously, wondering if 'taking care' of someone meant what he thought. In no time, she unsheathed a dagger from a hidden pocket, picking at her fingernails with it casually.

"What do you think?" Val asked with a bit of a sneer. This quickly shut up Lucky, with him and May keeping a close eye on the dagger. "Just mind yer P's and Q's and nothin' will happen."

As May nodded meekly, the Kyrii huffed. "Put that away, Darigan. You have no need for that," Enele warned, pointing a fork in her direction.

"And are you gonna make me?" She threatened, pointing the dagger in his direction. Before the Kyrii could respond, however, a new voice at the table made itself known, beginning with a loud snort.

"Alright, you two, let's just relax a bit," The Moehog said, speaking in a surprisingly elegant, articulate voice, sitting up enough to keep Val and Enele from fighting. "No one's here to cause any trouble," He continued calmly, sitting in his seat and taking another few bites of his raw meat.

Wanting to also keep any fights from occurring, May spoke up and nodded. "Yeah, we're all friends here!" She said, which elicited another scoff from Val. "So what's your story, stranger?" She asked the Moehog, who peeked up from eating and began to speak again.

"I'm Krugg. Used to be a weightlifter back in Tyrannia. Damn good one, too," He said with a bit of a snort. "However, I soon decided I'd rather tell stories. Taught myself Common Neopian just so I could tell stories to more than just Tyrannians. After all, speaking only Ugga would put a few others off," He said with a laugh. "From myths to heroes, villains, fables, all of those types of stories, I'd tell numerous others lots of enjoyable stories. Guess they invited me here because I'm so well spoken? Who knows," He concluded thoughtfully. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance!"

"Likewise, Krugg!" May responded eagerly. "You'll definitely have to regale us in a tale sometime!"

"Of course!" He began enthusiastically, rubbing his chin. "Hmm... I've been cooking up one story about this vampire Chia-"

"Another time perhaps, eh?" Enele offered with a sheepish smile. "We don't have much time for a story right this moment."

"Besides, we still don't know anything about Lucky over 'ere," Val said, pointing in the Acara's direction. Upon hearing his name, Lucky peered up sheepishly, polishing off his pita as four pairs of eyes were currently fixated on him. "So c'mon, for real. Did ya own the most successful shop and make a shitload of money?"

"Uh... well, no," Lucky replied after finishing off his lunch. "I worked as the apprentice to someone else."

"Ugh, lame," Val replied, rolling her eyes.

"Were you a hero of any sort, perhaps?" Krugg. "Even the smallest bit of action gets the attention of the school, I've heard."

"Maybe he's keeping a few secrets up his sleeve, eh?" Enele offered, flashing a knowing smirk. "Blackmail someone, perhaps?"

"Coulda bought an invite, too..." Val said aloud.

"N-no, nothing like that at all!" Lucky insisted, his eyes wide as he accused of dirty tricks. "I swear, I just woke up one day and found the letter delivered to me," He explained, feeling quite nervous at this point. The last thing he wanted was to be treated like a criminal on the first day. He knew how rumors worked...

Fortunately for him, May seemed to come to his aid, her usual cheery tone trying to put a positive spin on the situation. "Well, whatever it was, it must have been important! They don't just choose anyone, after all. Maybe they just see something in ya!" The Xweetok offered , smiling gently and placing a hand on his shoulder. While not usually one to like being touched, Lucky didn't seem to pull away from the comforting act.

"Well... I appreciate it, May," Lucky responded, giving a small smile to her. "I'm just as confused as everyone else, though. If I knew the reason I was here, I'd definitely say so."

"Hey, it's alright! I was just pullin' your leg," the Kyrii replied, chuckling a bit. "I wouldn't know what to say in your position either."

"What matters most is that we're all here now," Krugg added, snorting with an important tone. "So we might as well see it through!"

"Yup yup! Friends help friends, so that's what we're gonna do, right?" May asked.

"Better than being alone, that's for sure," Lucky responded with a small laugh of his own.

"Certainly works for me, eh?" Enele added on, with Krugg nodding in agreement. This time, it was Val's turn to receive everyone's gaze, as she merely sat there in silence. Her arms hadn't uncrossed the entire time she had been sitting there,. She looked quite perturbed, yet also visible confused. After a few seconds of awkward, expectant silence, she finally sighed.

"Ah... could be worse Neopians to be with, I suppose... why not, I'll humor you all, yeah?" She responded, doing her best to hide a self-important grin on her face. "Just don't make me regret it, alright?" She snapped suddenly.

"Awesome!" May sang, quickly leaning over to hug the Aisha tightly, due to excitement. From the displeased look that flashed upon Val's face, it was safe to say that she did not enjoy the sudden hug.

"Gaaah!" She exclaimed, trying to pry the hyperactive Xweetok off. The three guys laughed at the sight, quickly finding good company in each other. As Lucky took a sip of his water, he felt a lot more at home, especially with new friends. It was still quite odd to him, of course, as just a few minutes ago, they were all strangers, sitting at a table and not talking to each other. If anything, he had May to thank for this, as she was the one who got everyone talking.

Of course, with how tight she was holding onto Val, he didn't want to thank her too soon. He didn't feel like getting squeezed to death right now.

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It wasn't long before the group finished up lunch, as well as a bunch of other students. Now was the time to sign up for some classes, which took place in the middle of the courtyard. The GNU's courtyard, as expected, was extremely well kept, with all of the shrubbery cut to look like historical figures. Lots of very color flowers were planted in beautiful patterns all over the place, with various Petpetpets buzzing and flying around them happily. Perhaps the most noticeable art piece, however, was a large stone statue, depicting the symbol of the Grand Neopian University: a large open book with Neopia resting in the middle of it.

"Wow!" May exclaimed upon seeing the gorgeous courtyard. "They must've taken forever to make it look this pretty!"

"I hear they let some of the students take part in groundskeeping and gardening for the school," Krugg informed, which made the Xweetok beam from ear to ear.

"Oooh, I definitely wanna sign up for that program!"

"Don't sign up for too much. Otherwise, you'll have no time in the day for yourself," Lucky advised, heading with the group towards a large cluster of desks, each one of them formed by a large line.

"Well this is gonna take awhile," Val sighed, getting in one of the numerous lines.

"Aw, don't be like that. The lines seem to be moving quickly," Enele pointed out. Indeed, it didn't seem like the staff was taking too much time. For the most part, from what Lucky saw, they would pull out a sheet of paper, talk to the Neopian for a few minutes, write some stuff down, and hand it over to them.

The group of newly acquainted friends still had to wait in the lines for a good while, trying their best to keep small talk going. With stomachs full of food, they would've preferred to hurry up and get their new schedules so that they could take a nice long nap.

After what seemed like a half hour or so, the group managed to be called forward one at a time, talking to professors about what they would want to take. Lucky, naturally, was seperated from the others by an older Wocky professor, who eyed him over through his thick glasses. Even through the professor's large beard and mustache, he could tell that no smile graced his face. Not out of anger, just out of disinterest. Apparently, the Wocky was quite tired as well.

"Let's see... Lucky, yes?" He began, not waiting for an answer before returning to his paperwork. "Says here you're a freshman, so you'll have the mandatory class of 'Neopian History', along with the other freshmen, which will start at 9 am on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Anything after that is entirely up to you. Hmm... Neopia Central, huh? Perhaps a business related class would interest you?" He droned to the Acara, raising a big, bushy eyebrow.

Despite the obvious stereotype of him being a shopkeeper, Lucky did have a legitimate interest in economy. With a nod, he responded, "Uh, sure thing. Perhaps economy or something?" Wordlessly, the Wocky professor nodded in return, quickly scribbling the class times on the paper.

"Economics 101, Mondays and Tuesdays at 12... any other hobbies or interests?" He asked in a bored tone.

Knowing that 'games' was hardly a proper answer for this type of question, Lucky decided to think a little bit harder on it. "Uh...well, I like music..?" He said, feeling unsure of himself.

Instead of writing anything, the professor raised his eyebrow again. "What instrument can you play?" Lucky remained quiet for a few too many seconds, not sure of how to phrase 'I don't know how to play anything'. With a sigh and a small shake of his head, he wrote something on the bottom of the schedule. "I'll refer you to Doctor Finklebaum. She tends to be in her office in the evening from five to six in the afternoon. Maybe she can help you with that," He explained, writing her room and office number on it. "I do assume you have a Neophone, yes?"

Finally, a question Lucky could answer properly! "Yeah, I do. It's a little outdated, will that matter?" The Acara answered, holding up a simple, black phone. It definitely had some wear to it, but was still ultimately in one piece. Hell, the screen wasn't even cracked.

"So long as it can make calls and keep a connection, you'll be fine," The Wocky replied. He paused a moment, looking over the Acara with a more focused stare. Despite Lucky's obvious discomfort, the professor took his time before speaking up. "Say, lad, is that a real water faerie token around your neck?" He asked, showing interest for the first time in a few hours.

"Oh, this?" Lucky asked, holding it up to look over it himself. He nearly forgot that he was still wearing it. "Unfortunately, no. At least, I don't think so," He answered, scratching his head. "I got it as a gift one year."

"A gift, hm?" The professor hummed, a little bit more interest starting to show on his wrinkled, whiskered face.

"N-not from a faerie, of course. Just from my old boss," Lucky added on awkwardly.

The Wocky man stared a little while longer at the charm before returning his attention to the schedule, writing down another few classes and times. "...still, it seems like you have an interest in this sort of subject, so I've got you down for magic classes. Tuesdays and Thursdays at one in the afternoon," He rambled. Lucky smiled a little bit more, nodding in response. Magic was cool, and learning how to harness it would be nice. He just hoped he'd be good at it.

"Great! Thank you!" He said, looking over the paper. "Uh, may I ask what the other class is?" He asked skeptically.

"Our magic classes are conjoined with battle classes, so naturally I signed you up for both. After all, what good is learning magic if you don't know how to properly apply it?" The professor asked in a rhetorical manner. "These classes start at one in the afternoon on Wednesdays and Fridays," He concluded. Lucky's stomach sank a bit, his excitement dwindling. If there's one thing Lucky knew he wasn't going to be good at, it was fighting. A skinny twig like him would be utterly useless in an arena!

"I-I see..." He said with an unsure tone.

"You'll be fine, lad. After all, you look like you got a good head on your shoulder. Fighting isn't just about brawn, y'know," The Wocky replied, writing a few more things down on the paper before signing it. From the looks of it, he was referring to another sheet of paper to help come up with the book list. Each class was associated with one or two books, which would need to be purchased. "Alrighty, here you go, lad. Classes begin tomorrow, so get any last minute supplies before then."

"Thank you, sir," Lucky stated, scanning over the list quickly. His brow furrowed a bit as he read over the book list. He figured that however much it costed would be a lot more than what Lucky had in his pockets currently. "Uh, quick question, sir... what if I don't have the funds to buy all that I need?"

At this, the professor sighed, waving him off. "Lad, I'm sure you'll figure that out on your own. Now please move along, there's still more students who are waiting for their schedules," He sighed in a tired tone.

"R-right! Sorry about that, thanks again," Lucky replied hurriedly, quickly rushing out of line. Once out of the way, he kept scanning over everything, his nerves feeling a bit overwhelmed again. What if he didn't understand any of the subject matter? What if he was unable to attend a class? What if he ran out of money the first week of school?

While his anxieties bounced around his head, he was met with the familiar voice of his roommate. "Hey again! Finally get your classes sorted out?" She asked innocently.

"Eh... more or less?" Lucky responded, scratching his head once again.

"Works for me! The others went on ahead to the Book Store, so we should probably head over there," She said, walking alongside the Acara. "We can talk about our classes on the way there!"

"Sure thing," He responded, sighing gently to himself. "Well, she's helped me make friends, so hopefully she'll help keep my mind off of my worries," He thought, adjusting his glasses. At the very least, he knew he had a couple thousand NP to spend on supplies. With a new set of friends, he knew he wasn't going to be lonely, either, so thankfully he was off to a good start.

He just hoped it would continue as such.

#neopets #fanfiction #neopets fanfiction #dylan writes #the grand neopian university

[synthaphone]

i kind of love how many neopets art problems that irritate me i ended up recreating with the centibyte, mostly unintentionally

so i designed the converted one first

The first mistake I made is that both of the bent arms are longer than the unbent arms. The Centibyte DOES share this problem with several real Neopets’ post conversion art, like the Xweetok and the Blumaroo. If I could go back (which like... no. not after all the colors i’ve already finished. its not worth it), I’d try to fix the arm length problem, and also probably change the position of the Fist Arm so that it’s positioned in a way that would allow the Centibyte to hold like, a staff. The way it is right now isn’t really suited to holding anything, except maybe a hand bell, or something slung over its shoulder. Oops.

Second thing I accidentally recreated: So I deliberately gave all of the four base Centibyte colors orange accents, because I was thinking about pets like the Moehog and it felt like a ‘Neopets’ kind of design decision to make. I also decided, somewhat arbitrarily, to make the eye color match the paint color.

When a real Neopet, like the Xweetok, sets up this kind of precedent for how the four basic colors work, I tend to want the rest of the simple color swaps, like pink, purple, and orange to follow the pattern. Its sort of a toss-up whether this happens though- the pink Xweetok matches the established design perfectly by being primarily brown with a just a pink stripe and eyes, but the orange Xweetok throws that all by the wayside and just makes the whole thing orange.

Anyway, I ended up breaking all of my established rules immediately for every single one of my simple colored Centibyte- the pink, brown, orange, and purple ones have accents that match their respective colors instead of being the established shade of orange, and all four have the same teal colored irises. i don’t think i did it for any other reason than immediately regretting the orange and thinking that those other colors wouldn’t look good with it? (i do regret the orange. that would be relatively simple, so if i ever do change anything it’ll be that)

Third fun thing that happened by accident is that when i reverse engineered a pre-customization centibyte, it ended up better looking than the converted one. it turns out that standing upright in a paper doll friendly pose just is an inherently more boring look... rip

Bonus fourth thing: i had to nudge the glowing UC centibyte around in the frame so that the glowing effect around the edge wouldn’t get clipped off too badly at the edges, so now it doesn’t line up with the other ones. lots of pre-conversion neopets do this for that exact reason and its always bothered me but Sometimes You Gotta

#i need a text post tag #centibyte #this is really long i'm sorry #i have to think of more things to type in here #so that i can tag it with 'neopets' and it doesn't go into the tag #there we go #neopets

[naphiatra]

New thing i’m trying! Everyday I’ll post one of my dragons. 

I’ll start off with my custom progen Naphiatra, ID #15129178

I got her name from a xweetok i adopted in neopets (lost the account. think someone stole it). I made her four years ago in July 20, 2015. The guardian breed stood out the most to me, so that is what she is ^^

She’s platinum/ivory/maroon, eyes are shadow rare (with the help of scatter sight when the eye system came out) and her genes are cherub/toxin/stained. 

She has more than a 100 offspring now, and is one of the progenitor parents for my poison/toxin breeding challenge I did for fun. Her mate Innis had poison, so I wanted to see how long it would take to get all modern dragon species with those two genes as their descendants WITHOUT enlisting the help of outside dragons with those genes. 

Her outfit consists of

shady emblem/murkmirth halo/ valkyrie blade/ gloomwillow guide/ murkmirth tailcoat

Skin is Nebula Walker

Here’s what she looks like in scrying 

With the release of new breeds and genes, I had fun trying to figure out what she would look like as something else.

After all this time, I never once changed her genes at all, and I still love her. Here’s to more years of playing!

#dragon share #flight rising #daily dragon

[lutari]

synthaphone replied to your post: i might actually create all my pets as male going...

i really wish that they’d get rid of gender altogether, and barring that, that they’d let you just choose whether you want the eyelashes or not whenever you customize your pet, as like a toggle-able feature? because i pretty much never want them, except for like, xweetoks

YES i forgot xwees have a lil winged eyeliner thing going on, those are cute and must stay

i would kill for a toggle feature whyyyy do girl pets have a vaguely seductive half closed bedroom eye

#i hate the cartoon law of long visible eyelash hairs = girl #at least let me choose which of my gals wear mascara