Wow an hour since the last post that’s gotta be a Kingdoms and Crowns record lol
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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.
Bouclaire is strolling throughout the bustling town of Old Caterinna, which has recently grown outwards and upwards, with streets previously of dirt now being stone walkways. Many children have been born recently, and an arching stone bridge is being built across the Tsaritsa river at the center of Old Caterinna, as previously there was only a mildly perilous rope bridge connecting both parts of the town, or you had to row over on a boat. The sun is shining after an early morning shower, and a rainbow hangs in the sky. Bouclaire walks to the more sparsely populated parts of town, where the roads are still dirt and there is lots of grassland and trees among the scattered houses. A pair of children rushes past her, playing a game common among Caterinnian children. All is well in Old Caterinna.
As you stroll through your city you pass by one of the finest inns in the city. In the stables you see a strangely shaped beast with a long neck and two humps on its back. You recognize the heraldry on its saddle, that of a golden bird on maroon background. The crest of Hoeb.
Suddenly intrigued, she enters the inn, along with two guards who had been discreetly following her the entire time. She approaches the woman working at the Inn’s front desk and inquires about any foreign people stopping by, specifically from Hoeb, which the town of Old Caterinna is vaguely aware of, due to the efforts of Bouclaire to make contact with as many nations as possible.
You learn that a Hoebite diplomat has recently come in and is staying in one of the finest suites. She gives you the number of the room and tells you that he only arrived yesterday.
She whispers to one of the guards to inform the diplomat that he has been invited to her court at Lyrebird’s landing, and is expected tomorrow. She then departs to the keep to make preparations with the rest of the Lauriers.
At the appointed time, the Hoebite arrives. Four guards dressed in dark red robes and armor carrying curved swords follow behind him. Emblazoned on their breastplates is the symbol of the long necked, golden bird with its wings outspread. The diplomat himself is a jolly looking, tall man who seems to be developing a paunch. A round fur hat rests atop his bald head and a long drooping mustache hangs down from under his nose. “I am Nahim Azjerban, head of the House Azjerban, royal architect, and diplomat from the southern nation of Hoeb.” He bows deeply, “My king has sent a good deal of gifts with me, I hope they strike the queen’s fancy!” A retinue of his servants present some striking carpets, an expansive wardrobe of silk gowns, some fine samples of Hoebite tea, and a few exotic instruments.
Nahim finds himself in front of Lady Bouclaire, sitting on a throne in a large throne room somewhere near the center of the twisting halls of the Lyrebird’s landing complex. Four others sit on thrones as well, slightly lower than Bouclaire’s. Two women and two men, all similarly dressed in fine clothes befitting their status.
Bouclaire stands up from her throne, intrigued by the many gifts and extravagant goods. “Your King has quite the taste…” she says, examining on particularly lavish gown, a scarlet red color. “This is very generous of your king, sharing with us the finest gifts… Tell me, what gives your fabrics, and your silks, such wonderful colors?”
“So many wonderful things, my lady! I think it is a great irony that our fields and hills, so many browns and greys, would be home to so many substances that make such vibrant dyes. The Bahi root, the bark of the Heder tree, the Sty bud… the flora of our land contains the skies rainbows.That dress you hold there is different though. We get that particular tone of scarlet from a rare desert grub.”
“My, my… how interesting! In a monotone world of brown, a rainbow hides beneath… It is simply wonderful, the craftsmanship of all of these items… is unlike anything I have seen before… remarkable…” she moves on to the other gifts, asking various questions about how they are made and why. Occasionally, one of the other nobles pitches in.
“these gifts are much appreciated… your king is very generous… perhaps we shall send gifts of our own back with you when you depart…”
He answers your questions gladly and seems to take much pleasure in waxing eloquently about the art and culture of his people.
”My king would be honored to receive even the smallest treasure from your country… but I was rather hoping that my return to my homeland would be far off in the future. For you see, the Tayr, my king, he heard that your kingdom was blessed with a special appreciation for the arts. I take great pride in the fact then when he was searching for a representative with a similar love for beauty, he chose me. I’ve been sent to be the royal ambassador of my country to your great nation, so long as you graciously allow me to stay in your capital and join your court.” He finishes his request with a deep bow.
She is almost grinning ear-to ear. “That would be most lovely… yes, I do appreciate the arts, and I hope to drive my nation to be a center of culture and performance… you may stay for as long as you wish…we are overjoyed that you are staying. During your stay, we have many rooms in this here keep, or we could arrange for your stay at one of the fine manors elsewhere in the city. Free of cost, of course.”
*Hey, Arch! Kingdoms and Crowns is on 60 pages now!*
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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.
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 is Yorkoshire also like an ocean realted thingy...?
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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.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*wait so is the show happening or are they beginning to make it?*
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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.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*wait so is the show happening or are they beginning to make it?*
*they’re beginning to make it, like rehearsals and stuff. The theatre currently only has one running show, which is a ballet.*
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*wait so is the show happening or are they beginning to make it?*
*they’re beginning to make it, like rehearsals and stuff. The theatre currently only has one running show, which is a ballet.*
*oooh okay*
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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.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*I was right! 60 pages on the dot!*
*Drizzit, Uralll has a strict open door policy. anyone can talk to him anytime. part of why he dosent live anywhere special*
*Caterina is on the river right?* three creatures you've never seen the likes of before show up at the riverbanks. they're each about 23 ft tall, with thick layers of blubber and long tusks growing from their top lips. they openly carry no weapons. one of them speaks in a thick accent. "𝚮ɘŀŀΘﺇ ᘺɘ⸌Ṿɘ ϾΘ𝚖ɘ ⱦΘ ⱦ𝚪ᥑᵭɘﺇ"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Old Caterinna has received a strange guest: a gourmand-ambassador from Amberot. It is formed out of the lightly burnt bones of several horses and formed into a roughly humanoid shape with long horns. The black fungal muscle is formed into strange patterns and covered with tattoo-like markings made of intricately metal pieces pressed into its flesh. It wears minimal clothing made of fur and fungal veils, more for fashion than for actual coverage or warmth. It is a beautiful being, but a macabre one.
*Just wanted to start this, I have DnD, like, now, evidently.*
*I am now back, and armed with hatred and oil!*
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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.
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.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*I was right! 60 pages on the dot!*
*Drizzit, Uralll has a strict open door policy. anyone can talk to him anytime. part of why he dosent live anywhere special*
*Caterina is on the river right?* three creatures you've never seen the likes of before show up at the riverbanks. they're each about 23 ft tall, with thick layers of blubber and long tusks growing from their top lips. they openly carry no weapons. one of them speaks in a thick accent. "𝚮ɘŀŀΘﺇ ᘺɘ⸌Ṿɘ ϾΘ𝚖ɘ ⱦΘ ⱦ𝚪ᥑᵭɘﺇ"
Immediately, the Lauriers are alerted of the three giants. A dozen guards rush to the scene, suspicious. Whispers and murmured conversation fills the crowd, but they all die down almost instantly as someone else arrives on the scene. A young woman dressed in a vibrant yellow dress, with short brown hair and striking green eyes. In one hand, she carries a fan, and in the other, a walking cane. Celine DuPont, one of the Lauriers.
”trade, Mmm?” She says, intrigued. Half a dozen guards are around her at all times.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*I was right! 60 pages on the dot!*
*Drizzit, Uralll has a strict open door policy. anyone can talk to him anytime. part of why he dosent live anywhere special*
*Caterina is on the river right?* three creatures you've never seen the likes of before show up at the riverbanks. they're each about 23 ft tall, with thick layers of blubber and long tusks growing from their top lips. they openly carry no weapons. one of them speaks in a thick accent. "𝚮ɘŀŀΘﺇ ᘺɘ⸌Ṿɘ ϾΘ𝚖ɘ ⱦΘ ⱦ𝚪ᥑᵭɘﺇ"
Immediately, the Lauriers are alerted of the three giants. A dozen guards rush to the scene, suspicious. Whispers and murmured conversation fills the crowd, but they all die down almost instantly as someone else arrives on the scene. A young woman dressed in a vibrant yellow dress, with short brown hair and striking green eyes. In one hand, she carries a fan, and in the other, a walking cane. Celine DuPont, one of the Lauriers.
”trade, Mmm?” She says, intrigued. Half a dozen guards are around her at all times.
the giant who spoke steps forward, and drops their arms to the sides, palms out. "𝞤ɘ𐒡⠠ 𝑾ɘ ႬΘᑶɘ ⱦΘ ɘ𐒡ⱦᥑᏏŀï𐒡Ⴌ ⨎𝚪ïɘ∏ᵭŀႾ 𝚪ɘŀᥑⱦïΘ∏𐒡"
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Old Caterinna has received a strange guest: a gourmand-ambassador from Amberot. It is formed out of the lightly burnt bones of several horses and formed into a roughly humanoid shape with long horns. The black fungal muscle is formed into strange patterns and covered with tattoo-like markings made of intricately metal pieces pressed into its flesh. It wears minimal clothing made of fur and fungal veils, more for fashion than for actual coverage or warmth. It is a beautiful being, but a macabre one.
*Just wanted to start this, I have DnD, like, now, evidently.*
*I am now back, and armed with hatred and oil!*
As soon as news of an ambassador reaches the ears of the Lauriers, the undead ambassador creature is invited into the court of Lyrebird’s landing, the twisting complex of halls and secrets that serves as the residence of the Lauriers. Four of the five heads of the Laurier families meet in the throne room, including Bouclaire. A few other family members are also in the hall, to the side. There is one of the five heads of the families missing, Celine DuPont.
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.
Wow an hour since the last post that’s gotta be a Kingdoms and Crowns record lol
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
She is almost grinning ear-to ear. “That would be most lovely… yes, I do appreciate the arts, and I hope to drive my nation to be a center of culture and performance… you may stay for as long as you wish…we are overjoyed that you are staying. During your stay, we have many rooms in this here keep, or we could arrange for your stay at one of the fine manors elsewhere in the city. Free of cost, of course.”
*Hey, Arch! Kingdoms and Crowns is on 60 pages now!*
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 is growing fast...*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*I know! Isn’t it so awesome? I am on cloud nine right now, like everything I touch turns to gold*
*yea!*
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
Mulop The Great Beast is also a Octopus.
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 is Yorkoshire also like an ocean realted thingy...?
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
No, that is about my favorite book. Meant to post on Spirit Animals Fandom.
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.
Lady Bouclaire is on the walls surrounding Lyrebird’s landing, sketching a raven perched nearby in a notebook.
The settlement of Nytasha has been firmly established, and they’re beginning to grow crops. It’s being overseen by Henry Wardell, who is a brother to the head of the Wardell family, and is therefore a member of the Lauriers. There have been a few small houses established, but nothing much as of yet, they mostly rely on shipments of food from old Caterinna.
speaking of Old Caterinna, the Eurydic stage, which is Caterinna’s Theatre, is beginning the production of another performance, this time a newly written one, about the first ruler of old Caterinna three hundred years ago: lord Theodore the Great. Of course, his family was overthrown six months ago, but he was a great leader himself, and his successors are not mentioned.
*wait so is the show happening or are they beginning to make it?*
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
*they’re beginning to make it, like rehearsals and stuff. The theatre currently only has one running show, which is a ballet.*
*oooh okay*
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
*I was right! 60 pages on the dot!*
*Drizzit, Uralll has a strict open door policy. anyone can talk to him anytime. part of why he dosent live anywhere special*
*Caterina is on the river right?* three creatures you've never seen the likes of before show up at the riverbanks. they're each about 23 ft tall, with thick layers of blubber and long tusks growing from their top lips. they openly carry no weapons. one of them speaks in a thick accent. "𝚮ɘŀŀΘﺇ ᘺɘ⸌Ṿɘ ϾΘ𝚖ɘ ⱦΘ ⱦ𝚪ᥑᵭɘﺇ"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*I am now back, and armed with hatred and oil!*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Whoopsies ignore this!
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
Immediately, the Lauriers are alerted of the three giants. A dozen guards rush to the scene, suspicious. Whispers and murmured conversation fills the crowd, but they all die down almost instantly as someone else arrives on the scene. A young woman dressed in a vibrant yellow dress, with short brown hair and striking green eyes. In one hand, she carries a fan, and in the other, a walking cane. Celine DuPont, one of the Lauriers.
”trade, Mmm?” She says, intrigued. Half a dozen guards are around her at all times.
the giant who spoke steps forward, and drops their arms to the sides, palms out. "𝞤ɘ𐒡⠠ 𝑾ɘ ႬΘᑶɘ ⱦΘ ɘ𐒡ⱦᥑᏏŀï𐒡Ⴌ ⨎𝚪ïɘ∏ᵭŀႾ 𝚪ɘŀᥑⱦïΘ∏𐒡"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
As soon as news of an ambassador reaches the ears of the Lauriers, the undead ambassador creature is invited into the court of Lyrebird’s landing, the twisting complex of halls and secrets that serves as the residence of the Lauriers. Four of the five heads of the Laurier families meet in the throne room, including Bouclaire. A few other family members are also in the hall, to the side. There is one of the five heads of the families missing, Celine DuPont.
nvm ignore this
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