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Hugo, LIN 202 by WhatIsInTheDark
Hugo, LIN 202
This week has been pretty busy, so here's a short and messy comic for Hugo's assignment! The fact that the creature looks like a furry, horned version of Barbapapa kind of amuses me. .______.

Also, I hope I didn't completely butcher Razik! :heart: He is an extremely beautiful character, after all.

Razik © Yekrutslover
Word Count: 651

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Hugo wasn’t really sure what their professor wanted them to achieve with this. He knew that they were supposed to find themselves a familiar. But how?

The pale demon tugged on his ears, agitated. Just what qualified a familiar?

“Curious that kelpie is… very curious indeed.” The man shook his head and sighed. He’d been feeling rather weary lately, and it was not a pleasant feeling to have.

Hugo didn’t know where he should look for his familiar, so he just strolled further and further into the forest, rather unaware of his surroundings. During his walk he’d seen many varieties of magical creatures, but none in particular that had caught his interest.

“This is tedious,” he muttered to himself, and was just about to turn back when it hit him.

Hugo fell abruptly and landed on his back, the creature hovering just above his face. Its breath stank horribly, and he had to turn away his head to prevent a coughing fit. He glared at the creature out of the corner of his eye.

It was massive. Unlike anything he’d ever seen before.

“You should not be here…” it growled at him maliciously.

He wasn’t really in the mood to yap with this one, but when Hugo spoke he was polite nonetheless. He didn’t wish to be eaten, after all… “Forgive me,” he said. “It was never my intention to infuriate it.”

The monster frowned. “Then you should leave...”

Hugo wanted to do nothing more, he was very tired. But something about this creature did spike his interest. “What is its name, if I may ask?”

It peered at him, sharp teeth bared in a snarl. “I do not share my name with low-like creatures such as yourself.”

“There’s no need to be rude about it,” Hugo huffed and the monstrous thing let out an unpleasant sound, which the man guessed was supposed to be a twisted version of laughter. “I do not think that you are in the position to question my manners, bloodless one,” it said with an amused gleam in its pearly eyes. The demon raised a brow at the peculiar nickname, but said nothing. “Say, why are you here?”

Hugo gazed at it cautiously. Should I tell it what it is that has brought me here?

The monster thought that he was taking too long with his answer, as it pressed down on him. Hugo winced as he heard his ribs crack. “Speak up, boy,” it demanded.

“I am here to find a familiar,” Hugo hurried to answer. He let out a thankful sigh as the pressure on his chest eased a bit.

“A familiar, you say?” It seemed intrigued by this, its blood red eyes staring down on him. A grim smile spread across its features. “Then you can stop looking, little one...”

“…what?”

“I shall be your familiar,” it said. “You need one, and I am bored to death. So it is settled.”

“Hold on a minute… it wants to be my familiar?”

“Yes.”

The pale man stared at it in disbelief. It made no sense. Why would it actually want to go with him? Boredom seemed like an insignificant reason… Maybe it just wanted access to the academy’s grounds, so that it could roam about and terrorize students however it liked?

“Give me one good reason to trust you,” Hugo said.

It smirked and pressed down on him yet again. “I have not eaten you yet, white imp… I could if I wanted to, surely.”

He debated with himself whether or not to bring the creature back with him. Finally, he nodded.

The monster let out another nasty laugh before getting off him. Hugo carefully sat up and checked if anything else besides a few ribs was broken.

“Now, come, little one. The day will soon arise,” it said smugly. The dark haired man regarded it with unease.

What had he gotten himself into?


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God, what a stench… Hugo scrunched his nose in dismay. It smelled like a crematorium in here… Professor Helmy had warned them about the plant’s awful smell, but Hugo hadn’t thought that it would be this bad. He wondered if it had something to do with the fact that it was almost fully grown? He stared sceptically at the plant. All of the abnormal things that grew in here bewildered him…

The demon jotted down a few notes, including a very badly drawn sketch of the Oozeleaf before deciding that it would do. He’d spent a few hours in the Bad Greenhouse already, and was starting to feel rather tired. Hugo hummed happily as he skimmed through his notes one last time. The man was so preoccupied (not being able to do two things at once) that he didn’t notice the vines that began to slither in front of his feet, covering the narrow path on which he walked. Completely oblivious, the demon stepped right on them.

And then he fell.

The man let out a howl as he crashed against the ground. He heaved himself up into a sitting position and rubbed his sore forehead. He opened his hollow eyes, only to be met by a pair of big, red, ugly lips. And before he had any time to react, it spat at him.

Blue, slimy saliva dripped off of Hugo’s face. He blinked slowly as a sort of hissing sound emerged from the plant, like it was laughing at him. The nasty vines that had caused him to fall in the first place slowly slipped over to Hugo. They poked his cheek with their razor sharp tails, leaving behind clean cuts. The demon glared at the other plant as it kept laughing at him. It was almost like all the plants in the greenhouse were teaming up against him…

Hugo quickly hopped back up on his feet, not really feeling like getting hit by another tide of greasy spit. He rubbed the side of his cheek in an attempt to make it go away. It didn’t. He sighed and continued to glare at the cackling plant. “That wasn’t very nice of it,” he muttered. Hugo picked up his hat which had flown off during the fall and plopped it back onto his head.

“Now where was I?” He scratched his cheek idly, a puzzled look on his face. “Ah…yes. I still need to turn in my assignment.” The dark haired man smiled. However, that smile soon turned into a deep frown as he realised that he was, in fact, not holding the paper in his hands anymore.

Hugo frantically began to search for it. Luckily for him it didn’t take too long for him to find it, as it had landed merely a few feet away from him. He plucked it from the ground and let out a sound of relief.

“I don’t know what this one would do if-“

He stopped.

The precious notes that he’d taken his time to write down… were ruined.

Hugo stared at the slime-covered piece of paper and whimpered as a feeling of horror came crashing down on him. He pulled frantically on his ears, wailing so loudly that even the students seated in the building’s classrooms could hear him.

“PROFESSOR HELMY IS GOING TO KILL ME!”
Hugo, PTS 101 - Not so Lucky
Yeah, Hugo does find Professor Helmy pretty intimidating. The potions master seems like someone who would yank his ears just to punish him for his stupidity… and he surely doesn’t want to be treated like poor Mirage.

I’ve also realised that I made a HUGE mistake on the first assignment. My own fault for not reading the instructions properly…heh, oh well.

Word Count: 555

Helmy © viralremix
Mirage (for mentioning him) © AWaterFox
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Just who was this Sinclair? Hugo had never been very good at remembering names, or rather, he remembered them, but he just never seemed to be able to put faces to them... If he remembered correctly, Sinclair would be the sullen-looking guy with the amazingly red hair. He'd caught a few glimpses of the other during class, and had felt slightly intrigued by his cold exterior. But surely the boy couldn't be as unpleasant as he seemed to be? Hugo sighed wistfully. The demon guessed that Sinclair was one of those beautiful creatures that he was only allowed to look at (if even that) but not touch.

Hugo knocked three times softly on the door of his partner's room. He figured that he should probably be nervous, but he wasn't, quite the contrary actually. He wished to see those golden eyes again... The man hummed happily to himself, quietly thanking Professor Razik for pairing him up with this intriguing young boy.

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Theon had left the room for the time being to go fuss over whatever ridiculous familiar he'd enamored himself with, giving Sinclair precious time to enjoy it to himself. He'd just flopped onto his bed and pressed his face into his blood red pillow when he heard the sound of a knock on the door. Ears twitching back, he hoped if he didn't answer, the person would (perhaps rightfully) assume he wasn't there.

But no, the knocking came two more times. Deciding the universe must be conspiring against him and his ability to have ANY alone time, Sinclair hissed and pushed himself from his bed, eyes narrowed as he slipped to the other side of the room to approach the door. Whoever was bugging him at such a horrible time was going to get an earful. Frustrated, he yanked the door open, and studied the student behind it with little interest. "Who are you, and what do you want."

His voice lacked the inflection to indicate it was a question, enough to make one believe he didn't actually want an answer.

Hugo's excitement died down a bit as the other snarled at him. He blinked confusedly at the boy in the door, not really sure what to say next. Oh my... this one seems a bit rude, the demon thought. It seemed as he had been wrong about his previous assumption. Maybe Sinclair wasn't so nice after all...

The man inclined his head a bit and gazed curiously at Sinclair. "My name is Hugo," he said. "I'm its partner for the Magical Linguistics assignment." He resisted the urge to reach out and touch the redhead's hair, a bit annoyed as he had to restrain himself a lot these days. The anger in Sinclair's eyes made up for his bitterness though, and a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips when he spoke. "I thought that maybe it would like to accompany me in the search for some interesting animals to study?" he mused.

Sinclair hadn't planned on working on the assignment until at least the last stretch of the quarter. What was the point of having so much time to work if you were going to do it in the beginning? Students like this bugged him - it was like nothing short of perfection and promptness was good enough for them. Grunting, he did realize that finishing off this annoying assignment would mean he wouldn't have to see this student again for the rest of the month, though, and that had its benefits.

"Seeing animals that are most likely to try eating you?" he asked, surveying the student critically. "And what use are you? What can you do? Or are your abilities as pointless as my room mate's?"

Why did his teacher seem so adamant about putting students in groups, anyway? He had to wonder if anyone else felt the way he did, in that he didn't want to interact with anyone else if he could help it. Solo assignments sounded more to his pleasure, as he could do them at any time without some nag coming to his door unannounced. He peered at Hugo. Yes, that was certainly accurate.

The demon didn't know who Sinclair's roommate was, and he certainly didn't know of his abilities. Though he tried to answer as well as he could. "Well... Some simple mind control, for starters. And my blood contains a paralyzing poison, one bite and whatever creature is chasing my poor partner will stop, if that's what it means."  Hugo smiled wryly and leaned onto his folded umbrella. "Is it going to invite me in, or is it particularly fond of its doorway?" Sinclair didn't seem too keen on letting him in, but he also didn't give Hugo any indication that he was going to move anytime soon, let alone come with him. And then there was the probability of Sinclair shutting the door in his face.

Hugo wiggled his ears playfully. "Either way, the least it can do is tell me of its abilities as well... Seems only fair, no?"

Sinclair narrowed his eyes at him and shook his head. “No. I don’t have to tell you anything,” he spat. This guy was really starting to get on his nerves… “You are going to leave now.” The boy began to close the door. Hugo panicked and stuck his foot in the door to keep it from shutting.

Sinclair glared at him. “What are you doing?”

“I’m not leaving until it agrees to help me.”

“Why?”

“…because Professor Razik paired us up for a reason?”

This brat doesn’t even sound sure of himself, Sinclair thought. I bet he’ll manage to get himself killed if he goes out there alone.

Not that he could care less. Hugo wasn’t his responsibility.

Hugo looked at him pleadingly. “Pleeeease?...”

“Fine! I’ll come with you,” Sinclair snarled. “As long as it means that you’ll stop talking.”

“Oh, okay! If that’s what it wants then-” The demon clapped his hands together, then hurried to shut up when Sinclair glared at him.

“That’s better,” the boy said and elbowed his way past him. Hugo smiled happily and followed the other student.

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Hugo would eventually break the ‘no talk’ rule, but it didn’t take more than a scowl from Sinclair to shush him again. Because even if the demon generally didn’t care about what others thought of him, Sinclair somehow managed to make him feel frighteningly undesirable...

The way to the forest wasn’t that far, but it felt like forever for Sinclair. So he was very grateful when the other finally found what he was looking for.

There, in the middle of a small grove, were three magnificent creatures. They kind of looked like animal skeletons, with their sharp, white bones sticking out. But what amazed Hugo the most was their dusky eyes… He’d never seen anything like these creatures before.

The man pulled Sinclair down next to him behind a large rock, not wanting to scare them off. Sinclair growled slightly at the unwelcomed contact, but didn’t say anything.

Hugo smiled as he watched the skeleton mother guarding over her two playing pups. “Look how adorable they are,” he said. Sinclair just rolled his eyes at him and watched the scene before him with a rather uninterested expression. “They have really peculiar eyes…”

The blood demon snorted. “Coming from the guy who doesn’t even have eyes.”

“…fair enough.” Hugo bit his bottom lip, a bit frustrated. He then gazed at the puppies with a fond expression. “Aren’t they just beautiful,” he squealed, barely stopping himself from grabbing the other’s arm in excitement. Sinclair stared disapprovingly at him.

Why did I have to get paired up with such an annoying guy, he thought. Sinclair didn’t really share the man’s enthusiasm on this. He wanted to get the whole thing over with so that he could go back to the dorm and just sleep. And if he was lucky, that bastard wouldn’t have come back yet…

“Are we done here?” Sinclair said impatiently.

Hugo tilted his head slightly, peering at the redhead curiously. “Is it in a hurry?”

“I just don’t want to be stuck out here with you all night.”

“Oh…” The demon smirked wryly. Even though Sinclair seemed to look down on him, Hugo still found the situation a bit amusing. Surely Razik must have known that Sinclair wouldn’t like him? Though it didn’t seem like the young student was one to like anyone… Hugo bet that their professor had his fair share of fun when pairing up his students.

The two of them sat there for a while, watching the way the three animals communicated with each other. The mother would let out this sort of hissing noise whenever her children were getting too rowdy for her liking, something Hugo found extremely fascinating. He wondered just how their biology worked?

Sinclair sighed and changed his sitting position once again. It was really uncomfortable staying like this, and it didn’t seem like these creatures were aggressive, so there really wasn’t any need for him to stick around any longer.

“I’m off. Have fun with your beloved skeletons,” the blood demon grumbled as he finally got up. He could really use some sleep right now… and there was no way in hell that he would stay for this brat.

“What? But we only just got here,” Hugo whined.

“Tch. Whatever.”

Hugo watched as the other student grew smaller and smaller among the dark trees as he stalked off, leaving the man on his own. He turned to the creatures again with a dissatisfied pout.

“What a rude one…”
Hugo, LIN103
Viral and I began this as a roleplay, but unfortunately we didn’t get the chance to finish it, so I chose to continue it.

I hope that I got Sinclair’s personality right for the most part!


:iconviralremix: Word Count: 378
:iconwhatisinthedark: Word Count: 1224



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