*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?"
“I mean, teeeechnically I havn’t leeegally signed the adoption papers, but who cares about laws?”
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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.
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.
*HI CYNO!!*
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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.”
“My friends who were devoured alive by hellhounds would beg to differ.”
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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?"
“I mean, teeeechnically I havn’t leeegally signed the adoption papers, but who cares about laws?”
"I mean... As long as she considers you that, congrats. When did this happen, though?"
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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)
“God of Light… the Sun… blabbedy blabbedy blabbedy.”
“Okay, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
"Yeah, I know the things he is supposedly, but I don't know things he's supposedly done."
"I'll pull the age card, Evan. Please."
“Nothing good.” Kian seethes.
“You need to talk to someone, Aeris. This is crazy.”
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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.
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.”
“My friends who were devoured alive by hellhounds would beg to differ.”
“They didn’t understand. They listen to me. My friends don’t want to hurt any of you.”
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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.”
"Huh.. Been a while since I spoke with her. Need help finding her?" She pauses "Wait, your kid?? Since when?"
“I mean, teeeechnically I havn’t leeegally signed the adoption papers, but who cares about laws?”
"I mean... As long as she considers you that, congrats. When did this happen, though?"
“Ten years ago when she came to camp…?”
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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.
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.
Vaughn glances at them occasionally. More specifically, at their bow.
*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.”
“My friends who were devoured alive by hellhounds would beg to differ.”
“They didn’t understand. They listen to me. My friends don’t want to hurt any of you.”
“… and yet demigods still get eaten and liked by monsters.”
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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
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"
"Nice to talk to you too, Reginald! *Snickers*"
"So, whatcha reading? Looks interesting."
Regina feels a presence move closer to her, as if looking over her shoulder.
"Its just a comic about an ancient fantasy kingdom, with pretty realistic looking swordplay"
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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)
“God of Light… the Sun… blabbedy blabbedy blabbedy.”
“Okay, maybe we shouldn’t do this.”
"Yeah, I know the things he is supposedly, but I don't know things he's supposedly done."
"I'll pull the age card, Evan. Please."
“Nothing good.” Kian seethes.
“You need to talk to someone, Aeris. This is crazy.”
"Well, like what?"
"Then find me somebody to talk to, Evan." she flops onto the bed, sighing
“Overreacting. Foolishness. Acts of pure evil. Besides, he ignored you your whole life. That’s bad enough.”
“Life is hard, Aeris. I hate 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.
“I heard about that, though there isn’t much I can likely do to help, I would love a better place to stay.”
"I hope it works out. So, what do you do besides nature immersion?"
“I make stuff explode.” He says casually, lying on the ground, “And I paint and sculpt.”
"That's cool. I read and mess with peoples minds. How would you feel if I was your dead relative hurling a punch with a half ton of force towards you?" he laughs
“It wouldn‘t be anything that would stop me from throwing an exploding rock up your nose.” He laughs with them, “Not that I want to fight someone like you, I doubt I could easily win.”
*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?"
“I mean, teeeechnically I havn’t leeegally signed the adoption papers, but who cares about laws?”
"I mean... As long as she considers you that, congrats. When did this happen, though?"
“Ten years ago when she came to camp…?”
"Oh, really? She had never told me that part.."
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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)
“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.”
“Olease don’t fight my dad.”
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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.
"Its just a comic about an ancient fantasy kingdom, with pretty realistic looking swordplay"
"Just a comic? My friend, comics, books, even magazines can take you away to far, distant lands, where all the figments of your imagination come true, whether they be good, or bad. You can be a valiant knight, a dashing prince, a space ranger! You could enter the world of romance and intrigue, or jump into books filled with things normal people wouldn't even dream of doing."
"Oh dear, I'm sorry! I rambled on, didn't I? I'm afraid that happens a lot... ADHD, you know."
“I mean, teeeechnically I havn’t leeegally signed the adoption papers, but who cares about laws?”
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
*HI CYNO!!*
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)
“My friends who were devoured alive by hellhounds would beg to differ.”
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 mean... As long as she considers you that, congrats. When did this happen, though?"
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)
“Nothing good.” Kian seethes.
“You need to talk to someone, Aeris. This is crazy.”
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!
"Nice to talk to you too, Reginald! *Snickers*"
"So, whatcha reading? Looks interesting."
Regina feels a presence move closer to her, as if looking over her shoulder.
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Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
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“They didn’t understand. They listen to me. My friends don’t want to hurt any of you.”
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!
“Ten years ago when she came to camp…?”
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
Vaughn glances at them occasionally. More specifically, at their bow.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“… and yet demigods still get eaten and liked by monsters.”
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
"Its just a comic about an ancient fantasy kingdom, with pretty realistic looking swordplay"
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)
“Overreacting. Foolishness. Acts of pure evil. Besides, he ignored you your whole life. That’s bad enough.”
“Life is hard, Aeris. I hate 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!
“It wouldn‘t be anything that would stop me from throwing an exploding rock up your nose.” He laughs with them, “Not that I want to fight someone like you, I doubt I could easily win.”
"Oh, really? She had never told me that part.."
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’m back from a bike ride and I have four characters now! Does anyone want to rp?! Please?!*
“Olease don’t fight my dad.”
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
"Just a comic? My friend, comics, books, even magazines can take you away to far, distant lands, where all the figments of your imagination come true, whether they be good, or bad. You can be a valiant knight, a dashing prince, a space ranger! You could enter the world of romance and intrigue, or jump into books filled with things normal people wouldn't even dream of doing."
"Oh dear, I'm sorry! I rambled on, didn't I? I'm afraid that happens a lot... ADHD, you know."
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)
*intro and i will*
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor