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.
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des 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.
Maho is extremely sleep deprived and carving random runes in a piece of firewood, silently, and quickly, muttering to himself all the while about new spells.
Neru has taken a break from meditating to join the Mess Hall meal. She doesn’t have her signature cup of coffee and it shows with her being as drowsy, if not more, than the other children of Hypnos.
*others could do one if they want*
A man wearing preachers robes with dark skin, a cross necklace, grey and dull eyes and waves in his short hair is serving and blessing the food.
Neru, who had her head on the table at the time, sits back up and wipes her eyes as he passes. “Are you, yawn, allowed to do that? Doesn’t blessing food meant to, hmm hmm, lead to the tribute of a, yawn, gods gift to themselves?”
"I bless in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, not the Greek ones. You need coffee, i'll grab you a cup."
“Nein, nein. If I drink coffee right now, I don’t think I’ll be able to do this.” She pauses, as if just now registering the first half of your statement. “I don’t think, in my four, yawn, years here, met someone who still believes Christianity.”
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
*how tall is Caleb?*
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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.
Caleb is also in the library, smiling. He’s not really looking for anything, just browsing books.
"you're in a good mood today"
He looks over to Luna. “Hi! Me and Alex are going camping.”
"took you two long enough" she laughs
He chuckles a bit. “Yeah… it’s gonna be great.”
"glad you'll be having fun at least"
“Oh? Did something happen?”
"gonna head out on a quest soon"
“Oh? What? When did this happen? What’s it about?”
"me, Regina, and Asada are headed to Texas while another group is headed south. We're supposed to meet up at some lake..." she pauses "but there's a catch of course"
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am lost with a direction I am failure and perfection Without grace, but I am tired Of walking life like it's a wire
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des saving throw?*
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.u
Caleb is also in the library, smiling. He’s not really looking for anything, just browsing books.
"you're in a good mood today"
He looks over to Luna. “Hi! Me and Alex are going camping.”
"took you two long enough" she laughs
He chuckles a bit. “Yeah… it’s gonna be great.”
"glad you'll be having fun at least"
“Oh? Did something happen?”
"gonna head out on a quest soon"
“Oh? What? When did this happen? What’s it about?”
"me, Regina, and Asada are headed to Texas while another group is headed south. We're supposed to meet up at some lake..." she pauses "but there's a catch of course"
"Come in, come in." says a man from inside. Inside is 8 pews made of fallen logs and a soapbox for a pulpit.
The old man walks up. Perception check…?
He'd fail automatically, he's practically blind and only sees outlines.
*oh okay.*
“mighty fine establishment you got here.”
the old man looks to see if there are any shineie on him.
25 if lower than a sixteen, it’s a sixteen.
"It's not an establishment, it's a house of God." he says crossly.
"if the holy spirit isn't something you believe in, then leave"
“No, no. I’m just remarking on the beauty of this place…”
"Yet sin fills your heart." he remarks. "Repent, join me, or leave."
“Aight. I’ll repent.”
the old man walks over d pats them on the back, trying to steal any valuable’s on their 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.
*cordon is the OG Chaos gremlin.*
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!!!
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"took you two long enough" she laughs
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
*cut with Gonzalo*
Caleb gives Cordon a literally icy glare as the match is suddenly snuffed out. “Give me that back-“ he says, trying to snatch the matches from Cordon’s hands.
He chuckles a bit. “Yeah… it’s gonna be great.”
*slight of hand against cordons? Or just des 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
*Hey Salem. Hope your leg gets better.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Sleight of hand, I don’t think Caleb could win though, so you decide what happens.
"glad you'll be having fun at least"
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
“Oh? Did something happen?”
"gonna head out on a quest soon"
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
Flip is working on making a special shield- with the help of the Hephaestus campers, that is.
Alicia has donned a full-face mask and is strolling around camp.
Kryfos is arguing with himself.
Dead animals and monsters alike have been popping up on the outskirts of camp...
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
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“Oh? What? When did this happen? What’s it about?”
*how tall is Caleb?*
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
"me, Regina, and Asada are headed to Texas while another group is headed south. We're supposed to meet up at some lake..." she pauses "but there's a catch of course"
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
*about 5’4-5’5*
“And… what’s that?”
“Aight. I’ll repent.”
the old man walks over d pats them on the back, trying to steal any valuable’s on their 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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives