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"
“And… what’s that?”
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming back"
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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
*how tall is Caleb?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
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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 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?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
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"
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"
“And… what’s that?”
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming back"
“Oh my gods-… I’m… I’m so sorry-“
"sorry to ruin your mood"
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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
“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.”
*Hey Salem. Hope your leg gets better.*
*oh thanks, guess this means a continue? lol*
"To do what? Well, have you met Elijah?" he asks, sitting with them
"Not officially. I'm tryin' to astral project 'cause, yawn, an old Hypnos kid myth says they become a ghoost and prank people before, hmm, they met Thanatos. Mistook them for a dead man. Trapped 'em in underworld."
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"
the old man walks over d pats them on the back, trying to steal any valuable’s on their person.
35 (if lesss then twenty five, it’s twenty five)
Celesti stands up and draws a knife from the cross necklace he wears, bringing it up to their throat and staring into their face with dull, grey eyes. "Satan-spawn you are to steal from a messenger of God in his House."
“Eh. Worth a try.”
the mist shimmers around him, and the skin of the old man peels off, revealing Cordon, the Hermes’s head councilor.
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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 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?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
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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 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?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
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"
“And… what’s that?”
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming back"
“Oh my gods-… I’m… I’m so sorry-“
"sorry to ruin your mood"
“No-no-… it’s fine. Stay safe.”
"might be able to keep in contact if you want though"
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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
the old man walks over d pats them on the back, trying to steal any valuable’s on their person.
35 (if lesss then twenty five, it’s twenty five)
Celesti stands up and draws a knife from the cross necklace he wears, bringing it up to their throat and staring into their face with dull, grey eyes. "Satan-spawn you are to steal from a messenger of God in his House."
“Eh. Worth a try.”
the mist shimmers around him, and the skin of the old man peels off, revealing Cordon, the Hermes’s head councilor.
He notices the shift and outline and inches the knife closer. "Out, I ask of you politely."
“… yeah, how about… nah. I like it 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.
“Do you want me to… my parents didn’t love me, no one was there when I needed them to be… I lost a leg because I thought my friends were the only thing with a life as bad as mine, monsters. I am sad, I’m sorry.”
"I'd prefer you open up then be closed off. I told you I want to die most of the time for gods' sake and you're staring at my cabin." she sighs, laying her head on his chest. "but it sounds like just that little bit was hard enough to say, so i'm sorry.."
*Another secret?*
He runs his hand through their hair, thinking for a long while before looking down at them, “I’m trying… I just don’t know… I’ve been this way since I lost my leg… and old habits die hard.”
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"
“And… what’s that?”
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming back"
“Oh my gods-… I’m… I’m so sorry-“
"sorry to ruin your mood"
“No-no-… it’s fine. Stay safe.”
"might be able to keep in contact if you want though"
“Yeah... Alright, but phones would be dangerous if you’re not at camp…”
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?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
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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 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?*
*about 5’4-5’5*
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
“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.”
*Hey Salem. Hope your leg gets better.*
*oh thanks, guess this means a continue? lol*
"To do what? Well, have you met Elijah?" he asks, sitting with them
"Not officially. I'm tryin' to astral project 'cause, yawn, an old Hypnos kid myth says they become a ghoost and prank people before, hmm, they met Thanatos. Mistook them for a dead man. Trapped 'em in underworld."
"Sounds like an awful idea."
"Sounds like an awful idea, yea. I donn't plan to meet Thanatos 'til I die, an even then we'lll see. This is just so I'm useful. I can put, yawn, someone to sleep, sure, but zat also applies to mee."
"6 of us are going, and only 4 are coming 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
Cordon just stands up and hOlds the matches above Calebs reach.
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
“Not fair!” He grumbles, turning back to look for another matchbox.
“Oh my gods-… I’m… I’m so sorry-“
"sorry to ruin your mood"
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
"Not officially. I'm tryin' to astral project 'cause, yawn, an old Hypnos kid myth says they become a ghoost and prank people before, hmm, they met Thanatos. Mistook them for a dead man. Trapped 'em in underworld."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“No-no-… it’s fine. Stay safe.”
“Eh. Worth a try.”
the mist shimmers around him, and the skin of the old man peels off, revealing Cordon, the Hermes’s head councilor.
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
“Hah! Do you want it bac?”
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
“Why… why do you do this? I am trying to make this perfect. Give it back!”
"might be able to keep in contact if you want though"
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
“… yeah, how about… nah. I like it 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
*Another secret?*
He runs his hand through their hair, thinking for a long while before looking down at them, “I’m trying… I just don’t know… I’ve been this way since I lost my leg… and old habits die hard.”
“Yeah... Alright, but phones would be dangerous if you’re not at camp…”
“Alright, fine. Geez.” Cordon tosses the matches back.
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
“Thank you.” He puts it in a pocket in the backpack, zipping it up.
"Sounds like an awful idea, yea. I donn't plan to meet Thanatos 'til I die, an even then we'lll see. This is just so I'm useful. I can put, yawn, someone to sleep, sure, but zat also applies to mee."
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!