“Oh that’s cool… I stay in the Artemis cabin… but I’m just a hunter though… are you going to sit down?” He asks, moving all his stuff out of the way for them to sit next to him.
"Sure." He sits down, placing his backpack next to him. "So, did you catch that fish yourself?"
He nods, guiding the fish back into the water, “Yeah… fishing is my passion… it’s the only thing I really do.”
"Cool," Asada says as a small smile form on his face. "My dad would take me fishing sometimes. I was bad at it but I enjoyed the peace and quality time." He reminisce on the memories for a moment before looking back at Liam "What's the best thing you ever caught?"
He smiles back at them, spreading his arms almost his entire length “There was a catfish this big. An absolute giant.” He says before offering them a nonalcoholic beer, holding it out to them,
"Woah, that's amazing." he says as he takes the offered beer. "So...how long have you been at the camp? I just got here yesterday."
“Maybe a year… a few months at the least, but no one has noticed me anyway, so it doesn’t matter.” He shrugs, cracking open his own can.
Iris is wandering around the camp, still as annoyed and tired as ever
Evan is sitting alone at the Zeus table.
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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.
She nods, heading to the armory before bringing back 4 shortswords of various lengths "Feel them out, and take your pick"
Evan looks at them. One is a plain shortsword, a little too short for him, but light. The second is glowing silver, with a blue metal hilt, as he picks it up, it’s too heavy, but perfect length. The third is another normal shortsword, the leather falling off the hilt, the sword stained with a bit of blood and a few small cuts in the metal. He tries it out. The metal is strong, and it moves perfectly in his hand. The last one is a pure black shortsword, that feels far too light for him. He takes the third one. “Thanks.”
"No problem. Now... Lets go over stance. Show me exactly how you would stand in neutral during combat"
“Uh… I dunno.”
"Okay. lets start bottom up, then. Feet. You want them at shoulder length or a little wider. And follow the 60-40 rule: 60% of your weight on the front of your feet, where the ball is, and 40% on the back. The balls of your feet are the strongest part, and therefore give you better movement and reflexes"
He tries it. “This feels good.”
She nods "Then, slightly bent knees. Dont lock them or youll pass out. Back straight, and in direct support of your arms"
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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)
“Hunter of Artemis… I would let you be a part of mine if I could, if that means anything.” He says with a sigh of his own.
"Well... Thanks for that" she smiles slightly "Still.. Being unclaimed just means I need to work harder. Win bigger. Get noticed"
“I hope you get what you want… I’d rather not be noticed, can we switch positions?” He says jokingly, chuckling nervously and hoping they understand the joke.
She smirks "Being noticed by Artemis can't be that bad, can it?"
“It isn’t… I just wish it wasn’t me… I just wish I could go back to when I used to fish with my dad.” He says with a moment of vulnerability.
"Ah..." She pauses "Im sorry... The oath must feel... A bit trapping"
“It’s okay… Its not like I don’t like being a hunter of Artemis. I’m talking too much about me, what about you?”
"Me..? Well... What about me do you want to know?"
“I don’t know, whatever you want to tell, I guess…” He says, trying not to push.
a young man walks out of the Hermes cabin, stretches, and greets the day. he wears a graphic tee, shorts, no shoes, and a weighty knife on his belt. he decides to go for a walk
A girl, around 13 years old, leaves the cabin behind him.
"Hey! How are you?"
"im alright. you?"
"I;m pretty good. It's such a nice day outside!"
he smiles "isn't it? im Omar. you?"
"Clover. So, Omar. You were here last year...?"
"oh! yeah." *he fingers the single bead on his necklace. "I've seen you around the Hermes cabin, have you been claimed yet or..."
"No... I haven't been claimed yet..."
he puts his hand on your shoulder. "ahh, you'll be fine. I still haven't been claimed, and look at me!" he looks you in the eyes "eternal validation is an illusion. you don't need any all powerful being to remember you exist to know that you matter
"HEY! One, They've ignored me for ten years! Two, being Camp Therapist is MY job! Are YOU a licensed therapist? NO!
"are you?"
"Yes! In fact, I am a part of the Camp Half-Blood Psychology Aid!"
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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 wonder who I could ask for some pointers with a bow..." he mutters more to himself then to Adam, before looking back at the boy. "How long have you been at this camp for by the way?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
She nods, heading to the armory before bringing back 4 shortswords of various lengths "Feel them out, and take your pick"
Evan looks at them. One is a plain shortsword, a little too short for him, but light. The second is glowing silver, with a blue metal hilt, as he picks it up, it’s too heavy, but perfect length. The third is another normal shortsword, the leather falling off the hilt, the sword stained with a bit of blood and a few small cuts in the metal. He tries it out. The metal is strong, and it moves perfectly in his hand. The last one is a pure black shortsword, that feels far too light for him. He takes the third one. “Thanks.”
"No problem. Now... Lets go over stance. Show me exactly how you would stand in neutral during combat"
“Uh… I dunno.”
"Okay. lets start bottom up, then. Feet. You want them at shoulder length or a little wider. And follow the 60-40 rule: 60% of your weight on the front of your feet, where the ball is, and 40% on the back. The balls of your feet are the strongest part, and therefore give you better movement and reflexes"
He tries it. “This feels good.”
She nods "Then, slightly bent knees. Dont lock them or youll pass out. Back straight, and in direct support of your arms"
He tries it, and then grips his sword.
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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.
“Hunter of Artemis… I would let you be a part of mine if I could, if that means anything.” He says with a sigh of his own.
"Well... Thanks for that" she smiles slightly "Still.. Being unclaimed just means I need to work harder. Win bigger. Get noticed"
“I hope you get what you want… I’d rather not be noticed, can we switch positions?” He says jokingly, chuckling nervously and hoping they understand the joke.
She smirks "Being noticed by Artemis can't be that bad, can it?"
“It isn’t… I just wish it wasn’t me… I just wish I could go back to when I used to fish with my dad.” He says with a moment of vulnerability.
"Ah..." She pauses "Im sorry... The oath must feel... A bit trapping"
“It’s okay… Its not like I don’t like being a hunter of Artemis. I’m talking too much about me, what about you?”
"Me..? Well... What about me do you want to know?"
“I don’t know, whatever you want to tell, I guess…” He says, trying not to push.
"Well.. Ive been here around 3 years. Won capture the flag yesterday... And I have a collection of pocket knives for whittling and stuff"
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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)
"... Do you have a plan on how to get your parent to pay attention? He seems to have caught his without trying"
"Be the best at archery. Uh. Do good with performing arts...?"
"But how do you prove youre the best? How will you show your performing skill?"
"... How do you prove you're the best?"
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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 young man walks out of the Hermes cabin, stretches, and greets the day. he wears a graphic tee, shorts, no shoes, and a weighty knife on his belt. he decides to go for a walk
A girl, around 13 years old, leaves the cabin behind him.
"Hey! How are you?"
"im alright. you?"
"I;m pretty good. It's such a nice day outside!"
he smiles "isn't it? im Omar. you?"
"Clover. So, Omar. You were here last year...?"
"oh! yeah." *he fingers the single bead on his necklace. "I've seen you around the Hermes cabin, have you been claimed yet or..."
"No... I haven't been claimed yet..."
he puts his hand on your shoulder. "ahh, you'll be fine. I still haven't been claimed, and look at me!" he looks you in the eyes "eternal validation is an illusion. you don't need any all powerful being to remember you exist to know that you matter
"HEY! One, They've ignored me for ten years! Two, being Camp Therapist is MY job! Are YOU a licensed therapist? NO!
"are you?"
"Yes! In fact, I am a part of the Camp Half-Blood Psychology Aid!"
"good for you. see, you're doing fine without mythical external validation!"
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
"I wonder who I could ask for some pointers with a bow..." he mutters more to himself then to Adam, before looking back at the boy. "How long have you been at this camp for by the way?"
*You could ask Leslie*
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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.
Iris is wandering around the camp, still as annoyed and tired as ever
Evan is sitting alone at the Zeus table.
Iris is still wandering around, confused at how she is a demigod
“Hey.” Evan calls out to her, his voice rough.
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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 young man walks out of the Hermes cabin, stretches, and greets the day. he wears a graphic tee, shorts, no shoes, and a weighty knife on his belt. he decides to go for a walk
A girl, around 13 years old, leaves the cabin behind him.
"Hey! How are you?"
"im alright. you?"
"I;m pretty good. It's such a nice day outside!"
he smiles "isn't it? im Omar. you?"
"Clover. So, Omar. You were here last year...?"
"oh! yeah." *he fingers the single bead on his necklace. "I've seen you around the Hermes cabin, have you been claimed yet or..."
"No... I haven't been claimed yet..."
he puts his hand on your shoulder. "ahh, you'll be fine. I still haven't been claimed, and look at me!" he looks you in the eyes "eternal validation is an illusion. you don't need any all powerful being to remember you exist to know that you matter
"HEY! One, They've ignored me for ten years! Two, being Camp Therapist is MY job! Are YOU a licensed therapist? NO!
"are you?"
"Yes! In fact, I am a part of the Camp Half-Blood Psychology Aid!"
"good for you. see, you're doing fine without mythical external validation!"
"Why thank you!"
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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.
“Oh that’s cool… I stay in the Artemis cabin… but I’m just a hunter though… are you going to sit down?” He asks, moving all his stuff out of the way for them to sit next to him.
"Sure." He sits down, placing his backpack next to him. "So, did you catch that fish yourself?"
He nods, guiding the fish back into the water, “Yeah… fishing is my passion… it’s the only thing I really do.”
"Cool," Asada says as a small smile form on his face. "My dad would take me fishing sometimes. I was bad at it but I enjoyed the peace and quality time." He reminisce on the memories for a moment before looking back at Liam "What's the best thing you ever caught?"
He smiles back at them, spreading his arms almost his entire length “There was a catfish this big. An absolute giant.” He says before offering them a nonalcoholic beer, holding it out to them,
"Woah, that's amazing." he says as he takes the offered beer. "So...how long have you been at the camp? I just got here yesterday."
“Maybe a year… a few months at the least, but no one has noticed me anyway, so it doesn’t matter.” He shrugs, cracking open his own can.
"I see." he says before taking a sip from his can. "Well I'm happy to have met you. I've already got a warning from one of the guys here about this place, but its nice to meet some friendly people at least."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
She nods, heading to the armory before bringing back 4 shortswords of various lengths "Feel them out, and take your pick"
Evan looks at them. One is a plain shortsword, a little too short for him, but light. The second is glowing silver, with a blue metal hilt, as he picks it up, it’s too heavy, but perfect length. The third is another normal shortsword, the leather falling off the hilt, the sword stained with a bit of blood and a few small cuts in the metal. He tries it out. The metal is strong, and it moves perfectly in his hand. The last one is a pure black shortsword, that feels far too light for him. He takes the third one. “Thanks.”
"No problem. Now... Lets go over stance. Show me exactly how you would stand in neutral during combat"
“Uh… I dunno.”
"Okay. lets start bottom up, then. Feet. You want them at shoulder length or a little wider. And follow the 60-40 rule: 60% of your weight on the front of your feet, where the ball is, and 40% on the back. The balls of your feet are the strongest part, and therefore give you better movement and reflexes"
He tries it. “This feels good.”
She nods "Then, slightly bent knees. Dont lock them or youll pass out. Back straight, and in direct support of your arms"
He tries it, and then grips his sword.
"Now hold the sword directly between you and the dummy, and dont bend at awkward angles. The sword isnt just something youre holding, its an extension of the arm holding it. You dont throw a punch with only your arm. The back, the shoulders.. Everything is involved. A sword is the same. In addition to that, its your only line of defense. Keep it supported to parry"
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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)
"... Do you have a plan on how to get your parent to pay attention? He seems to have caught his without trying"
"Be the best at archery. Uh. Do good with performing arts...?"
"But how do you prove youre the best? How will you show your performing skill?"
"... How do you prove you're the best?"
"Well, I did win yesterday, didnt I?" She smiles "Besides that.... Im going to volunteer to join the next person who gets assigned a quest"
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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)
She nods, heading to the armory before bringing back 4 shortswords of various lengths "Feel them out, and take your pick"
Evan looks at them. One is a plain shortsword, a little too short for him, but light. The second is glowing silver, with a blue metal hilt, as he picks it up, it’s too heavy, but perfect length. The third is another normal shortsword, the leather falling off the hilt, the sword stained with a bit of blood and a few small cuts in the metal. He tries it out. The metal is strong, and it moves perfectly in his hand. The last one is a pure black shortsword, that feels far too light for him. He takes the third one. “Thanks.”
"No problem. Now... Lets go over stance. Show me exactly how you would stand in neutral during combat"
“Uh… I dunno.”
"Okay. lets start bottom up, then. Feet. You want them at shoulder length or a little wider. And follow the 60-40 rule: 60% of your weight on the front of your feet, where the ball is, and 40% on the back. The balls of your feet are the strongest part, and therefore give you better movement and reflexes"
He tries it. “This feels good.”
She nods "Then, slightly bent knees. Dont lock them or youll pass out. Back straight, and in direct support of your arms"
He tries it, and then grips his sword.
"Now hold the sword directly between you and the dummy, and dont bend at awkward angles. The sword isnt just something youre holding, its an extension of the arm holding it. You dont throw a punch with only your arm. The back, the shoulders.. Everything is involved. A sword is the same. In addition to that, its your only line of defense. Keep it supported to parry"
He tries a couple of moves with it. “This feels much smoother than before. Thanks!”
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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.
"... Do you have a plan on how to get your parent to pay attention? He seems to have caught his without trying"
"Be the best at archery. Uh. Do good with performing arts...?"
"But how do you prove youre the best? How will you show your performing skill?"
"... How do you prove you're the best?"
"Well, I did win yesterday, didnt I?" She smiles "Besides that.... Im going to volunteer to join the next person who gets assigned a quest"
"... That's smart. In fact, I'm stealing your strategy!"
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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.
*:3*
Iris is wandering around the camp, still as annoyed and tired as ever
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
“Maybe a year… a few months at the least, but no one has noticed me anyway, so it doesn’t matter.” He shrugs, cracking open his own can.
Evan is sitting alone at the Zeus table.
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!
She nods "Then, slightly bent knees. Dont lock them or youll pass out. Back straight, and in direct support of your arms"
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 don’t know, whatever you want to tell, I guess…” He says, trying not to push.
"Yes! In fact, I am a part of the Camp Half-Blood Psychology Aid!"
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 wonder who I could ask for some pointers with a bow..." he mutters more to himself then to Adam, before looking back at the boy. "How long have you been at this camp for by the way?"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He tries it, and then grips his sword.
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!
"Well.. Ive been here around 3 years. Won capture the flag yesterday... And I have a collection of pocket knives for whittling and stuff"
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)
"... How do you prove you're the best?"
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
Iris is still wandering around, confused at how she is a demigod
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"good for you. see, you're doing fine without mythical external validation!"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
*You could ask Leslie*
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.” Evan calls out to her, his voice rough.
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!
"Why thank you!"
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 see." he says before taking a sip from his can. "Well I'm happy to have met you. I've already got a warning from one of the guys here about this place, but its nice to meet some friendly people at least."
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Now hold the sword directly between you and the dummy, and dont bend at awkward angles. The sword isnt just something youre holding, its an extension of the arm holding it. You dont throw a punch with only your arm. The back, the shoulders.. Everything is involved. A sword is the same. In addition to that, its your only line of defense. Keep it supported to parry"
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)
"Well, I did win yesterday, didnt I?" She smiles "Besides that.... Im going to volunteer to join the next person who gets assigned a quest"
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 tries a couple of moves with it. “This feels much smoother than before. Thanks!”
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!
"... That's smart. In fact, I'm stealing your strategy!"
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