Thomas has set up a camp on the beach and is pacing the camps borders. Monsters and fallen heroes talk amongst each other quietly
Anthony peeks out of his cabin and walks over, "So, have you decided to not attack?"
"Who said I decided not to attack?"
"Well you're still outside the camp. Can you no longer come in?" He asks, tilting his head
Thomas puts his hand through the barrier. "I can. Im just waiting."
"Waiting for what?" He asks, poking their hand
He retracts his hand. "You'll see."
"What if I don't want you to attack us for our parents mistakes?"
Thomas's eyes light up with anger. "Too bad! This will be a blow to the Olympians! I'm going to finish what Luke Castellan started!"
Anthony flinches back, "You're gonna kill your friends because you hate our parents...?"
"The gods never did anything for us anyways." he then pauses. "I know you feel the same. Abandoned by your father Hades. He only recently claimed you. Join us, we can create a new world, free of the oppression of the gods."
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Thomas puts his hand through the barrier. "I can. Im just waiting."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Ello, Alaric, u still up for rp?*
They calmly stare back
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
Thomas goes back to examining the barrier
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"What are you doing?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Theren, may I join?*
"None of your business."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"And why is that?"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
"Waiting for what?" He asks, poking their hand
"Do you not understand the concept of war?"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He retracts his hand. "You'll see."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Guess I'm not gonna rp on here after all. I'll be on yt or sumthin idk :(*
*ya don't need to ask permission to join lol. Feel free, I like your characters :3*
"What if I don't want you to attack us for our parents mistakes?"
*yey :)*
Iphy is phasing in and out of his tree from boredom.
Thomas's eyes light up with anger. "Too bad! This will be a blow to the Olympians! I'm going to finish what Luke Castellan started!"
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Anthony flinches back, "You're gonna kill your friends because you hate our parents...?"
"The gods never did anything for us anyways." he then pauses. "I know you feel the same. Abandoned by your father Hades. He only recently claimed you. Join us, we can create a new world, free of the oppression of the gods."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I'll just wait till tomorrow bc yall are busy*
*Also moon has me set to ignored so I can't very well participate in this anyway.*