”heh. You know I can still hear your breaths, right? Never think you can beet a thief at his own game. You’ll just end up with your throat slit.”(blind sense)
cordon slashes at him twice.
29 Damage: 7
27 Damage: 11
(He literally has 1 hitpoint left)
"GRAHHHH"
1910
238
288
Cordon dodges the first one taking half damage, but the others hit.
”You’ve lost.” He rests his rapier on he side of his neck.
"Ugh. Never."
He whispers something to himself, healing his wounds. 11
He stands up, holding his sword.
"Let us continue."
“Eh. Your loss. Of life.”
11 Damage: 12
27 Damage: 11
(one hits)
He holds up a symbol, one of the depths of the underworld, and utters a phrase. An aura surrounds him, of dim light. He seems rejuvenated. He then dashes back 80 feet.
“What is your deal with being annoying?! Fine. Whatever.”
he moves 45 feet closer, and attacks with his longbow.
15 Damage: 9
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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.
*I think I can juggle some more rps if anyone wants to.*
*hehe cordon will have a word with the titan sympathizer*
*They don’t sympathize with the titans, they regret fighting demigods during the war and fighting for a psycho who ate his own children, but they don’t regret fighting against the side of the gods.*
*oh okay. Cordon will have a word with the anti-god person.*
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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.
“Why’s he fighting the kid? Doesn’t he have better things to do? A job?” Vaughn frowns. “Two rapiers is a bizarre way to fight. A rapier is more effective with a parrying dagger, or with an empty off hand.”
“Well, that kid was bullying another kid, and was also on the titans side during… y’know. Dad has a lot of resentment for people like him. Also, currently he’s on he run from the fbi.”
“Really? Why? What’d he do?” Vaughn pauses like they’ve just been hit by a bolt of inspiration. “You’re called Clover, and your mother is Tyche? That’s a little.. on the nose, right? Did Tyche name you? Do you know?” They are (very obviously) avoiding the subject of the Titan.. y’know.
“It gets better. My last name is Chancel. Well, he has robbed multiple banks, many, many, times.”
“That’s.. improbable. But impressive! I suspect luck played a large role. Clover.. Chancel?” Vaughn rubs their nose with their free hand. “You get teased a lot?”
“If I ever do, my dad will beat them up!”
“I’ve never tested myself against someone who wields two rapiers before. Once I’ve thought of a joke, he can try me.” Vaughn flicks the edge of the spearhead with their free hand, letting out a faint ringing sound. “No one has ever made fun of you for your name?”
“Not really.”
“Once you get past the association, there’s not a lot of material, I suppose. You french? Your surname sounds French. A little.”
“They are. But hey, maybe yours is, too. Maybe they exist in the same universe.”
“Don’t hurt yourself. I want to go home too. But we can’t, and we just have to learn to live with that.”
"right." his resolve hardens and his grip on his bible tightens.
"I don't know what else to do right now." she shrugs
“Buuut these gods ARE in that universe too.”
“Me neither. I just want to go on a quest.”
"I see, I see." he nods
"I just... I.." she sighs and leans against the wall, hair sparking
“You see what? The Christian god? I see the Greek gods.”
“You what?”
"I see everything a bit more clearer, thank you."
She clings to his shoulders. "I'm going crazy here, Evan. I don't wanna live like this.."
“Huh. Well, okay then. I’m Kian, child of Nemesis.”
“Me neither. You just have to look on the bright side of things. I’ve been aching to get out and maybe into a fight.”
"Celesti, supposed child of Apollo." he holds out a hand
"I guess so.. I just... Hit me, Evan." she bumps her chest with her fist.
“Heh. Very Apollo-like personality. Although Apollo is kinda… ugh.”
“No way. I’m not gonna beat you up. We can fight, but you have to fight back.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
*I think I can juggle some more rps if anyone wants to.*
*hehe cordon will have a word with the titan sympathizer*
*They don’t sympathize with the titans, they regret fighting demigods during the war and fighting for a psycho who ate his own children, but they don’t regret fighting against the side of the gods.*
*oh okay. Cordon will have a word with the anti-god person.*
Kian is on Half-Blood hill, beyond the borders of Camp.
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
*For anyone..* Regina is on Half-Blood Hill, lying down and reading a comic book as she waits for tonight
Cordon walks up with a bunch of wounds. “ Hey, Reginald. How are ya?”
"... That a permeant nickname now? I think Im doing alright, if tonight goes well! How about you..? Wheres you get that injured?"
“Yes it is. I was fighting this kid, earlier. He was beating up a different kid, so I beat him up, but he also beat me up.”
"An Ares kid, I assume..? Had to beat one off of Elijah yesterday"
“Nah. Not ares. He had weird shadow things.”
"Chthonic, maybe? I dont know.. What brings you up the hill?"
“Lookin for my kid. I saw clover watching me fight, but I dunno where she is 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.
*I think I can juggle some more rps if anyone wants to.*
*hehe cordon will have a word with the titan sympathizer*
*They don’t sympathize with the titans, they regret fighting demigods during the war and fighting for a psycho who ate his own children, but they don’t regret fighting against the side of the gods.*
*oh okay. Cordon will have a word with the anti-god person.*
Kian is on Half-Blood hill, beyond the borders of Camp.
Cordon walks up. “Yo! Kid! Get back in here.”
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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.
“Why’s he fighting the kid? Doesn’t he have better things to do? A job?” Vaughn frowns. “Two rapiers is a bizarre way to fight. A rapier is more effective with a parrying dagger, or with an empty off hand.”
“Well, that kid was bullying another kid, and was also on the titans side during… y’know. Dad has a lot of resentment for people like him. Also, currently he’s on he run from the fbi.”
“Really? Why? What’d he do?” Vaughn pauses like they’ve just been hit by a bolt of inspiration. “You’re called Clover, and your mother is Tyche? That’s a little.. on the nose, right? Did Tyche name you? Do you know?” They are (very obviously) avoiding the subject of the Titan.. y’know.
“It gets better. My last name is Chancel. Well, he has robbed multiple banks, many, many, times.”
“That’s.. improbable. But impressive! I suspect luck played a large role. Clover.. Chancel?” Vaughn rubs their nose with their free hand. “You get teased a lot?”
“If I ever do, my dad will beat them up!”
“I’ve never tested myself against someone who wields two rapiers before. Once I’ve thought of a joke, he can try me.” Vaughn flicks the edge of the spearhead with their free hand, letting out a faint ringing sound. “No one has ever made fun of you for your name?”
“Not really.”
“Once you get past the association, there’s not a lot of material, I suppose. You french? Your surname sounds French. A little.”
“I have no idea.”
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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.
*For anyone..* Regina is on Half-Blood Hill, lying down and reading a comic book as she waits for tonight
Cordon walks up with a bunch of wounds. “ Hey, Reginald. How are ya?”
"... That a permeant nickname now? I think Im doing alright, if tonight goes well! How about you..? Wheres you get that injured?"
“Yes it is. I was fighting this kid, earlier. He was beating up a different kid, so I beat him up, but he also beat me up.”
"An Ares kid, I assume..? Had to beat one off of Elijah yesterday"
“Nah. Not ares. He had weird shadow things.”
"Chthonic, maybe? I dont know.. What brings you up the hill?"
“Lookin for my kid. I saw clover watching me fight, but I dunno where she is now.”
"Huh.. Been a while since I spoke with her. Need help finding her?" She pauses "Wait, your kid?? Since when?"
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*For anyone..* Regina is on Half-Blood Hill, lying down and reading a comic book as she waits for tonight
A girl's voice sounds.
"Hello!"
She looks around for the source
Strangely enough, it seems to have come from... inside your own head?
"Stop looking around, silly. I'm not there! And I'm not your imagination, either."
"Who exactly is talking, then..?"
"i'm Alicia! The new daughter of Hecate? Surely you've heard of me. I was in a terrible lava incident that left me mute, blind, and deaf!"
"*Giggles* Well, my physical body was. But my spiritual body... now it's freer than ever!"
"I uh.. Dont think I had heard of you. So youre just like... A ghost now?"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*I think I can juggle some more rps if anyone wants to.*
*hehe cordon will have a word with the titan sympathizer*
*They don’t sympathize with the titans, they regret fighting demigods during the war and fighting for a psycho who ate his own children, but they don’t regret fighting against the side of the gods.*
*oh okay. Cordon will have a word with the anti-god person.*
Kian is on Half-Blood hill, beyond the borders of Camp.
Cordon walks up. “Yo! Kid! Get back in here.”
“I’m safe. They don’t want to hurt me. They don’t want to hurt any of us.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
“Why’s he fighting the kid? Doesn’t he have better things to do? A job?” Vaughn frowns. “Two rapiers is a bizarre way to fight. A rapier is more effective with a parrying dagger, or with an empty off hand.”
“Well, that kid was bullying another kid, and was also on the titans side during… y’know. Dad has a lot of resentment for people like him. Also, currently he’s on he run from the fbi.”
“Really? Why? What’d he do?” Vaughn pauses like they’ve just been hit by a bolt of inspiration. “You’re called Clover, and your mother is Tyche? That’s a little.. on the nose, right? Did Tyche name you? Do you know?” They are (very obviously) avoiding the subject of the Titan.. y’know.
“It gets better. My last name is Chancel. Well, he has robbed multiple banks, many, many, times.”
“That’s.. improbable. But impressive! I suspect luck played a large role. Clover.. Chancel?” Vaughn rubs their nose with their free hand. “You get teased a lot?”
“If I ever do, my dad will beat them up!”
“I’ve never tested myself against someone who wields two rapiers before. Once I’ve thought of a joke, he can try me.” Vaughn flicks the edge of the spearhead with their free hand, letting out a faint ringing sound. “No one has ever made fun of you for your name?”
“Not really.”
“Once you get past the association, there’s not a lot of material, I suppose. You french? Your surname sounds French. A little.”
“I have no idea.”
“I’m getting the impression you have no idea what to say to me. Maybe I should fight the other guy.”
*For anyone..* Regina is on Half-Blood Hill, lying down and reading a comic book as she waits for tonight
A girl's voice sounds.
"Hello!"
She looks around for the source
Strangely enough, it seems to have come from... inside your own head?
"Stop looking around, silly. I'm not there! And I'm not your imagination, either."
"Who exactly is talking, then..?"
"i'm Alicia! The new daughter of Hecate? Surely you've heard of me. I was in a terrible lava incident that left me mute, blind, and deaf!"
"*Giggles* Well, my physical body was. But my spiritual body... now it's freer than ever!"
"I uh.. Dont think I had heard of you. So youre just like... A ghost now?"
"Nah, I'm still alive! Sort of..."
"This is just one of my spiritual projections! I've got 'em all over camp!"
"Huh.. Well its nice to meet you, Alicia! If you havent heard of me, names Regina"
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“They are. But hey, maybe yours is, too. Maybe they exist in the same universe.”
“Don’t hurt yourself. I want to go home too. But we can’t, and we just have to learn to live with that.”
"right." his resolve hardens and his grip on his bible tightens.
"I don't know what else to do right now." she shrugs
“Buuut these gods ARE in that universe too.”
“Me neither. I just want to go on a quest.”
"I see, I see." he nods
"I just... I.." she sighs and leans against the wall, hair sparking
“You see what? The Christian god? I see the Greek gods.”
“You what?”
"I see everything a bit more clearer, thank you."
She clings to his shoulders. "I'm going crazy here, Evan. I don't wanna live like this.."
“Huh. Well, okay then. I’m Kian, child of Nemesis.”
“Me neither. You just have to look on the bright side of things. I’ve been aching to get out and maybe into a fight.”
"Celesti, supposed child of Apollo." he holds out a hand
"I guess so.. I just... Hit me, Evan." she bumps her chest with her fist.
“Heh. Very Apollo-like personality. Although Apollo is kinda… ugh.”
“No way. I’m not gonna beat you up. We can fight, but you have to fight back.”
"Don't know much about him." he shrugs
"Who's to say I don't? Hit. Me."
“God of Light… the Sun… blabbedy blabbedy blabbedy.”
“Okay, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
A camper is watching Kryfos and Cordon duke it out, a two-handed war spear angled against them while they lean against it, like 2/3s of a teepee. Their camp shirt is partially covered by a short-sleeved, black jacket covered in badges and pins, and they have bronze greaves strapped on under their cargo shorts, just barely visible where they’ve hitched upward as they’ve sat down. A hoplite-esque helmet, minus the crest, rests on the ground in front of them, polished to a well-used shine, steel-toed combat boots planted around it, and their thoroughly scarred and well-muscled arms hug the spear like an old friend. Their hair is close-shorn, dark, standing out from their lighter, chocolate-toned skin, and they observe the fight through half-closed, sleepy eyes, more out of boredom than genuine interest.
Mykailo also watches the fight, bow resting across their lap. They seem much more interested, eyes on the footwork and movement more than the attacks itself.
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“What is your deal with being annoying?! Fine. Whatever.”
he moves 45 feet closer, and attacks with his longbow.
15 Damage: 9
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
*oh okay. Cordon will have a word with the anti-god person.*
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
“Once you get past the association, there’s not a lot of material, I suppose. You french? Your surname sounds French. A little.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“Heh. Very Apollo-like personality. Although Apollo is kinda… ugh.”
“No way. I’m not gonna beat you up. We can fight, but you have to fight back.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
Kian is on Half-Blood hill, beyond the borders of Camp.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
“Lookin for my kid. I saw clover watching me fight, but I dunno where she is 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
Cordon walks up. “Yo! Kid! Get back in here.”
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'm Alicia! The new daughter of Hecate? Surely you've heard of me. I was in a terrible lava incident that left me mute, blind, and deaf!"
"*Giggles* Well, my physical body was. But my spiritual body... now it's freer than ever!"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
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“I have no idea.”
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
"Huh.. Been a while since I spoke with her. Need help finding her?" She pauses "Wait, your kid?? Since when?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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"You're not the only one with ranged weapons, you know."
He also pulls out a Longbow.
18 9
19 9
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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"I uh.. Dont think I had heard of you. So youre just like... A ghost now?"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
He also keeps running back.
Extra damage for attack 2 crit: 1
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
“I’m safe. They don’t want to hurt me. They don’t want to hurt any of us.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
"Nah, I'm still alive! Sort of..."
"This is just one of my spiritual projections! I've got 'em all over camp!"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
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“I’m getting the impression you have no idea what to say to me. Maybe I should fight the other guy.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"Huh.. Well its nice to meet you, Alicia! If you havent heard of me, names Regina"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
“God of Light… the Sun… blabbedy blabbedy blabbedy.”
“Okay, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
Mykailo also watches the fight, bow resting across their lap. They seem much more interested, eyes on the footwork and movement more than the attacks itself.
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