If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A cat walks up onto the battlefield. Yes. Just a regular cat. Wearing a crown. And a robe. "Heh. Didn't expect an opponent so soon." The cat thumps their tail onto the ground three times, and a red laser comes down from space and is tracking where you walk. "I'd run if I were you. Our space lasers are kinda intence."
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"Oh. You've got backup. Thats so scary. It's not like I can just..." I cast misty step, and reappear outside the ring of beasts. The space laser fires. Make a dex saving throw.
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
So how do we plan to decide all this then? We'll beat you at any forum statistic, any battle, any amount of lore you can muster up. Take your pick, we'll beat you at your choice of forum conflict.
If you plan to battle just with imagination, we'll destroy you at that too.
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Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Okay sure then.* The orbital laser strikes, evaporating a crater of five feet diameter. Seconds later, dozens of other laser beams follow, each creating a bigger and bigger crater. "See? Toldja. Our space lasers are powerfull Now, lets see if theres anything left of you in there..." The cat stalks around the outside of the vast crater, waiting for the smoke to disapate.
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Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
So how do we plan to decide all this then? We'll beat you at any forum statistic, any battle, any amount of lore you can muster up. Take your pick, we'll beat you at your choice of forum conflict.
If you plan to battle just with imagination, we'll destroy you at that too.
Really, imagination battle is what this is. And I have a powerful imagination! :) ready for war!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*At the very least, it's one or the other. We all know what happened last time when only almost everyone used dnd rules... (Glances at the cult to end all cults)*
I am woven into the fabric of reality, the whispers of every scared child to their parents, the last flicker of hope on this earth before you are snuffed out. I am what drives, what hurts, what protects and what teaches. I lurk down dark corridors and sing in the coldest winter. I am underground and in the skies and in your very soul. I am the worship of God and the tool of the Devil.
I am what screams in reams of lead under sheets that teem with dread, and bleeds the dreams of the dead and schemes with the beasts under beds.
Look me in my thousand eyes, burning in the darkest night, tell me that you aren't afraid of the thing that sees the light! Something left to keep you safe, crackling in the fireplace, something so viscerally worth what you became! You will sacrifice and sacrifice without a shred to show! You will cry and scream and fall and dream as we take you below!
You fight with all your might against the beasts and pain and maw and they're desperate to stop your futile aims before you writhe and fall, for what you have approached is not red in tooth and claw,
FOR WHAT YOU ARE APPROACHING IS A HUNGER BELOW HELL, A HORROR ABOVE THE HEAVENS, WHISPERED, DRINKING IN THE THRILL! YOU CIRCLE WITH YOUR BEASTS IN A HOPE TO LAND A SCRATCH, ONLY TO FIND THE DARKEST MINDS ARE FINALLY LOOKING BACK.
THE GROUND BENEATH IS HOSTILE AND THE SKY ABOVE THE SAME, AND YET YOU TOUT YOUR EMPTY GOSPEL AND YOU ALL DIE JUST THE SAME
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*Okay sure then.* The orbital laser strikes, evaporating a crater of five feet diameter. Seconds later, dozens of other laser beams follow, each creating a bigger and bigger crater. "See? Toldja. Our space lasers are powerfull Now, lets see if theres anything left of you in there..." The cat stalks around the outside of the vast crater, waiting for the smoke to disapate.
Jhi licks the crater and heals me I deliver a punch to your face for bloody nose!
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Ominous music begins to play. Like, really really ominous. A robed figure floats in, a flag attached to his back. He's somehow travelling not by walking, but not by crawling or any physical movement. He just moves like a Roomba, yelling, "PRAISE JEFF! PRAISE JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!" To rally the troops.
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
Cult war! For Jeff cult Dragon slayers club and great beasts cult.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Honey, a big storm’s a’ comin’.
lol that is part of Arax’s power!
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Alright, Circle. Everyone against you.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
As I approach faint hints of black tattoo looking ink is on my skin (yes, this is from the book)
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*In all seriousness, thanks for starting this war circle. I haven't seen the cult scene this alive in a loooooooooong time. May the best side win. =)*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Hello.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A cat walks up onto the battlefield. Yes. Just a regular cat. Wearing a crown. And a robe. "Heh. Didn't expect an opponent so soon." The cat thumps their tail onto the ground three times, and a red laser comes down from space and is tracking where you walk. "I'd run if I were you. Our space lasers are kinda intence."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
In a flash of light all my tattoos are gone and the great beasts surround you guys in a threatening fashion.
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"Oh. You've got backup. Thats so scary. It's not like I can just..." I cast misty step, and reappear outside the ring of beasts. The space laser fires. Make a dex saving throw.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
This isn’t dnd it is forum war we don’t have saving throws!
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
But most forum wars still use dnd rules though. At the very least, they use roles to hit and stuff like that.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
Not this one it is literally just what you can imagine!
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
So how do we plan to decide all this then? We'll beat you at any forum statistic, any battle, any amount of lore you can muster up. Take your pick, we'll beat you at your choice of forum conflict.
If you plan to battle just with imagination, we'll destroy you at that too.
Long live the dragon slayers, long live the spider guild, long live the forums.
I want you to know. You are going to lose. You are going to lose badly. You’re going to lose badly and it’s going to be awesome.
*Okay sure then.* The orbital laser strikes, evaporating a crater of five feet diameter. Seconds later, dozens of other laser beams follow, each creating a bigger and bigger crater. "See? Toldja. Our space lasers are powerfull Now, lets see if theres anything left of you in there..." The cat stalks around the outside of the vast crater, waiting for the smoke to disapate.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
Really, imagination battle is what this is. And I have a powerful imagination! :) ready for war!
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*At the very least, it's one or the other. We all know what happened last time when only almost everyone used dnd rules... (Glances at the cult to end all cults)*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
So, I thought I should clarify what I am:
I am woven into the fabric of reality, the whispers of every scared child to their parents, the last flicker of hope on this earth before you are snuffed out. I am what drives, what hurts, what protects and what teaches. I lurk down dark corridors and sing in the coldest winter. I am underground and in the skies and in your very soul. I am the worship of God and the tool of the Devil.
I am what screams in reams of lead under sheets that teem with dread, and bleeds the dreams of the dead and schemes with the beasts under beds.
Look me in my thousand eyes, burning in the darkest night, tell me that you aren't afraid of the thing that sees the light! Something left to keep you safe, crackling in the fireplace, something so viscerally worth what you became! You will sacrifice and sacrifice without a shred to show! You will cry and scream and fall and dream as we take you below!
You fight with all your might against the beasts and pain and maw and they're desperate to stop your futile aims before you writhe and fall, for what you have approached is not red in tooth and claw,
FOR WHAT YOU ARE APPROACHING IS A HUNGER BELOW HELL, A HORROR ABOVE THE HEAVENS, WHISPERED, DRINKING IN THE THRILL! YOU CIRCLE WITH YOUR BEASTS IN A HOPE TO LAND A SCRATCH, ONLY TO FIND THE DARKEST MINDS ARE FINALLY LOOKING BACK.
THE GROUND BENEATH IS HOSTILE AND THE SKY ABOVE THE SAME, AND YET YOU TOUT YOUR EMPTY GOSPEL AND YOU ALL DIE JUST THE SAME
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Jhi licks the crater and heals me I deliver a punch to your face for bloody nose!
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Ominous music begins to play. Like, really really ominous. A robed figure floats in, a flag attached to his back. He's somehow travelling not by walking, but not by crawling or any physical movement. He just moves like a Roomba, yelling, "PRAISE JEFF! PRAISE JEFF! PRAISE JEFF!" To rally the troops.
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ