*Say hello to everyone’s new favorite hot cannibal.*
On this wonderful afternoon, at least for most there, at Canp Half Blood, a new camper arrives. That day the air is crisp and smells refreshing as an ice cold glass of water after walking through a dessert. Walking into the main area, holding a massive cooler on his shoulder, is the new camper.
Built like a brick house with shoulders as wide as the sky and a smile as bright as the stars, rippling with muscles, he’s wearing beach shorts and no shirt, showing off more of his muscles as well as a necklace made of sharp teeth, under his other arm is a surfboard. He looks to be about Seventeen, his hair is brown, and his skin tanned by months worth of time spent out in the sun. His hair is short, kept clean, and looking good. He has tattoos, a large eastern styled dragon diagonally on his chest, while a tattoo of a megalodon style beast rests on his back. He makes his way to Ares cabin, and begins to put down his stuff there.
Caleb, nearby, with a couple of bandaged wounds on his limbs, sees him arrive and waves.
He waves back at them, smiling as he seems to eye their wounds, he puts down his cooler and walks over, “You good man?”
“Yeah-… someone beat me up earlier, but it’s fine. Are you new?”
“Well, I’m not old, I’m not a healer, but you should get to one man.”
*slight change, most of his wounds are on his torso :>*
”Nah, I’m fine, already bandaged and everything. Just needs to heal.”
“If you want to waste all your blood waiting for the wounds to heal.” He shrugs, sitting down next to them.
“Oh I know Métis, that’s a better one than most of us get, good for you man.” He slaps their shoulder with a smile, putting down his cooler, “Unfortunately, my dad is Ares.”
"Yeah, I gathered." he laughs "I got a good hand."
“Mind helping me unpack? I gotta lotta stuff and I don’t want this to take all day, you know?”
"..'slong as ya keep my secret." he stands up and helps them.
“Consider it kept.” He laughs, as they help, singing a song to himself, their combine strength making the job easy.
"Thanks. you sound Californian.. Ever been to In-N-Out?"
“Man! In-N-Out was my life man, I’m gonna miss their pink lemonade. I’m from California, yeah.”
"And so I try to take care of those who I can protect, like you.. I'm sorry if that habit has made you uncomfortable. You don't have to hang around me."
*ignoring his breakdown and near twink obliteration*
*Caleb has a whole lot of friends, several people are gonna try and kill him.*
”no, no, its fine… it’s nice that you care about others so much.” He smiles.
*he'll have to go into hiding :3*
"I... don't show it, though.. I hurt somebody, very recently, Elijah.. and I need protection."
“Oh… what happened?”
He points to his head, sighing. "Not adjusting too well... I uhm, vented my issues in a terrible way, and I almost killed somebody who has friends stronger than me."
*By the way, Atticus never it Caleb in the arms or legs, so there'd be no reason for them to have bandages there.*
*I was thinking his entire body would be pretty hurt considering he was slammed onto the wall and then the ground, but you are right, it would mostly be in the chest area :>*
”I’m sorry-… you almost killed someone?”
*I added the gently part for a reason, just so I could make sure to focus the damage. He was pushed into the wall a bit harder, but meh. Not a big deal, just clarifying :3*
"I did, and I regret it, a lot... Henry would have beat me himself if he knew."
*Say hello to everyone’s new favorite hot cannibal.*
On this wonderful afternoon, at least for most there, at Canp Half Blood, a new camper arrives. That day the air is crisp and smells refreshing as an ice cold glass of water after walking through a dessert. Walking into the main area, holding a massive cooler on his shoulder, is the new camper.
Built like a brick house with shoulders as wide as the sky and a smile as bright as the stars, rippling with muscles, he’s wearing beach shorts and no shirt, showing off more of his muscles as well as a necklace made of sharp teeth, under his other arm is a surfboard. He looks to be about Seventeen, his hair is brown, and his skin tanned by months worth of time spent out in the sun. His hair is short, kept clean, and looking good. He has tattoos, a large eastern styled dragon diagonally on his chest, while a tattoo of a megalodon style beast rests on his back. He makes his way to Ares cabin, and begins to put down his stuff there.
Caleb, nearby, with a couple of bandaged wounds on his limbs, sees him arrive and waves.
He waves back at them, smiling as he seems to eye their wounds, he puts down his cooler and walks over, “You good man?”
“Yeah-… someone beat me up earlier, but it’s fine. Are you new?”
“Well, I’m not old, I’m not a healer, but you should get to one man.”
*slight change, most of his wounds are on his torso :>*
”Nah, I’m fine, already bandaged and everything. Just needs to heal.”
“If you want to waste all your blood waiting for the wounds to heal.” He shrugs, sitting down next to them.
*Say hello to everyone’s new favorite hot cannibal.*
On this wonderful afternoon, at least for most there, at Canp Half Blood, a new camper arrives. That day the air is crisp and smells refreshing as an ice cold glass of water after walking through a dessert. Walking into the main area, holding a massive cooler on his shoulder, is the new camper.
Built like a brick house with shoulders as wide as the sky and a smile as bright as the stars, rippling with muscles, he’s wearing beach shorts and no shirt, showing off more of his muscles as well as a necklace made of sharp teeth, under his other arm is a surfboard. He looks to be about Seventeen, his hair is brown, and his skin tanned by months worth of time spent out in the sun. His hair is short, kept clean, and looking good. He has tattoos, a large eastern styled dragon diagonally on his chest, while a tattoo of a megalodon style beast rests on his back. He makes his way to Ares cabin, and begins to put down his stuff there.
Caleb, nearby, with a couple of bandaged wounds on his limbs, sees him arrive and waves.
He waves back at them, smiling as he seems to eye their wounds, he puts down his cooler and walks over, “You good man?”
“Yeah-… someone beat me up earlier, but it’s fine. Are you new?”
“Well, I’m not old, I’m not a healer, but you should get to one man.”
*slight change, most of his wounds are on his torso :>*
”Nah, I’m fine, already bandaged and everything. Just needs to heal.”
“If you want to waste all your blood waiting for the wounds to heal.” He shrugs, sitting down next to them.
“I’m Caleb. You are?”
“Tyler, nice to meet you, you claimed?”
“No, but we’re like, 90% sure I’m a child of Khione. You?”
“Oh I know Métis, that’s a better one than most of us get, good for you man.” He slaps their shoulder with a smile, putting down his cooler, “Unfortunately, my dad is Ares.”
"Yeah, I gathered." he laughs "I got a good hand."
“Mind helping me unpack? I gotta lotta stuff and I don’t want this to take all day, you know?”
"..'slong as ya keep my secret." he stands up and helps them.
“Consider it kept.” He laughs, as they help, singing a song to himself, their combine strength making the job easy.
"Thanks. you sound Californian.. Ever been to In-N-Out?"
“Man! In-N-Out was my life man, I’m gonna miss their pink lemonade. I’m from California, yeah.”
*my dads from Cali lmao*
"Goooodds, Double Double with animal style spuds. I'd kill for one right now."
“Somebody understands!” He punches them softly in the shoulder, “Their fries will haunt my dreams.”
*Sister and most of my cousins and aunts and uncles live there.*
*GINNY DI MADE A BARBIE PALADIN*
*its my time to shine*
*good, hbu?*
“I don’t know how. Just find the sport cool.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“I’m Caleb. You are?”
“Man! In-N-Out was my life man, I’m gonna miss their pink lemonade. I’m from California, yeah.”
“Who? Who did you nearly kill?”
“I can teach you how if there’s a beach around here somewhere.”
“Tyler, nice to meet you, you claimed?”
“There is. But it’s outside of the camp borders. I tried to go swimming in there. Got attacked by some monsters.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
(I am doing well. you want to rp)
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
“No, but we’re like, 90% sure I’m a child of Khione. You?”
“Somebody understands!” He punches them softly in the shoulder, “Their fries will haunt my dreams.”
*Sister and most of my cousins and aunts and uncles live there.*
*the conversation Tyler and Atticus are having is weirdly funny*
“…and is he alright now?”
“Surfing and a workout? Sounds like a fun time, might go out there and see it for myself, I bet the view is absolutely killer.”
*Cut for Arch.*
“That’s practically the same if you’re so sure, hey dude, you ever surf before?”
“Uh… no. I used to live in Alaska.”