Near the combat field, a disheveled looking Angelo is engaged in hand to hand combat with an Ares kid, his opponent being slightly larger than him. He’s holding his own well enough, though his bandaged wound still seems to be slowing him down. Blood stains his t shirt - he still hasn’t worn a Camp Halfblood one yet - and he looks exhausted, with bags under his eyes. Angelo stumbles back as his opponent punches him in the nose, and he scowls, counterattacking with a liver punch while his other hand wipes the blood from his nose.
After about 20 minutes of this, Angelo gets shoved on the floor. He doesn’t get up, groaning as he lies there limp. His opponent frowns and folds his arms, saying something before spitting on the ground and walking off. Angelo rubs his head, trying to pull himself to a sitting position.
Caleb is watching, mildly concerned. Once Angelo is knocked down, Caleb jogs over to check if he’s okay.
"But you aren't sure how they are mentally?" Asada guesses from his reply. He would properly sit down next to the boy now. "Maybe you should try talking to them? Even if it doesn't fix things right away I'm sure it will help. We all have to be around each other anyways, so it might be best to clear the air."
“A-alright… thanks for the… uh, advice…uh… what’s your name?”
"Asada, and no problem. I hope you are able to resolve things with your friends."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Near the combat field, a disheveled looking Angelo is engaged in hand to hand combat with an Ares kid, his opponent being slightly larger than him. He’s holding his own well enough, though his bandaged wound still seems to be slowing him down. Blood stains his t shirt - he still hasn’t worn a Camp Halfblood one yet - and he looks exhausted, with bags under his eyes. Angelo stumbles back as his opponent punches him in the nose, and he scowls, counterattacking with a liver punch while his other hand wipes the blood from his nose.
After about 20 minutes of this, Angelo gets shoved on the floor. He doesn’t get up, groaning as he lies there limp. His opponent frowns and folds his arms, saying something before spitting on the ground and walking off. Angelo rubs his head, trying to pull himself to a sitting position.
Regina hurries over "Angelo? You okay? The hells was that guy's issue?"
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"But you aren't sure how they are mentally?" Asada guesses from his reply. He would properly sit down next to the boy now. "Maybe you should try talking to them? Even if it doesn't fix things right away I'm sure it will help. We all have to be around each other anyways, so it might be best to clear the air."
“A-alright… thanks for the… uh, advice…uh… what’s your name?”
"Asada, and no problem. I hope you are able to resolve things with your friends."
“Thanks… I’m Elijah… sorry, uh, for being such a mess right now-…”
Caleb is building a snowman. In summer. He’s surrounded by a little cloud of constant snowfall.
Elijah is near Thalia’s pine, leaning against a tree, curled up in a little ball, hyperventilating.
Regina walks over to Caleb, seeming interested in the snow, though standing back slightly as shes not fully equipped for it
He looks up at Regina and waves. Then he looks up, remembering he made it snow, and quickly the snow stops and the temperature rises a bit. (Though directly around Caleb is still below freezing.)
"Afternoon! Never got a chance to say nice job yesterday. On your defense"
“Heh, thanks! I woulda gotten the ones with the flag, but they kept throwin’ rocks at me. Good job too! I mean, you won the game for us!”
She smiles "Always happy to run heroically! Though do gotta admit, those arrows at the end did freak me out a bit.."
“Ah, I didn’t see it. What happened? Someone hit you in the face?” He chuckles.
"Inches from it! I barely dodged arrows from Leslie and Elijah with a slide"
“Ooh, that would’ve been nasty. Almost cost us the game. Those are the new kids, right?”
She nods "And pretty impressive ones, I think"
“Oh really what makes ya think that?” He asks, suddenly intrigued.
"Leslie is a damn good archer. Taught me some stuff today. As for Elijah" her voice drops to a whisper "Rumor has it hes got mind control stuff. Saw it myself"
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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)
Near the combat field, a disheveled looking Angelo is engaged in hand to hand combat with an Ares kid, his opponent being slightly larger than him. He’s holding his own well enough, though his bandaged wound still seems to be slowing him down. Blood stains his t shirt - he still hasn’t worn a Camp Halfblood one yet - and he looks exhausted, with bags under his eyes. Angelo stumbles back as his opponent punches him in the nose, and he scowls, counterattacking with a liver punch while his other hand wipes the blood from his nose.
After about 20 minutes of this, Angelo gets shoved on the floor. He doesn’t get up, groaning as he lies there limp. His opponent frowns and folds his arms, saying something before spitting on the ground and walking off. Angelo rubs his head, trying to pull himself to a sitting position.
Omar jogs over to check on him, accidentally touching a wound
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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!!!!!!
*A very entertaining soap opera. With teenagers with swords and superpowers*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Caleb is building a snowman. In summer. He’s surrounded by a little cloud of constant snowfall.
Elijah is near Thalia’s pine, leaning against a tree, curled up in a little ball, hyperventilating.
Leslie storms over to Elijah.
"Elijah! We need to talk!!- Wait... Whats going on?!"
Leslie rushes over to Elijah to comfort him.
Elijah looks up at Leslie, and a million emotions cycle through him at once. Fear. Anger. Surprise. Relief. Then more relief.
”I… not r-right now… what’d you want to… t-talk about?” He stutters.
"Elijah... what happened...?"
“Oh… not much, just, um, you nearly dying… I’d rather not get into it, okay?…”
"Elijah! I woudn't've died! And... why didn't you tell me that you were... controlling my emotions?!"
“I… don’t wanna talk about it… not that. Not right now… why’d you fight Angelo in the first place? I t-told you not to…”
"Elijah! You know he wouldn't have stopped! He was too angry! But... Elijah... please. Can you tell my why you... you controlled me...?" Leslie's tone is soft and questioning in the second part of her statement, a harsh contrast to the shouting and general loudness of the rest of the conversation.
He takes a deep breath, staring at the ground, trying to figure out what to say.
”I didn’t… want to… I didn’t mean to… exactly… but I kinda did… I just wanted you and Angelo to s-stop… so I made you stop.”
*A very entertaining soap opera. With teenagers with swords and superpowers*
*AH! Teenagers with swords AND BOWS and superpowers! Both me and Srch have an archer!*
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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’m… good at fighting too, but I don’t like to.” He takes his spear he made himself off of his back, chucking it at a fish barely visible in the distance, hitting it head on “I’m going to eat that, do you want any yourself?”
"Sure, cook fish sounds like a nice dinner to have, gives me an excuse to see what supplies they have at the mess hall."
“Mess hall?” He says as he picks up the fish, taking out his blood soaked spear “I forgot about that place, I just cook this at the Artemis cabin.”
"Do the cabins have kitchen? I didn't really pay much attention last night." He says feeling a bit silly that he wouldn't have notice something like that.
“Nope, I just sit in my corner with a campfire, it took a while to learn how not to burn the place down, but I got it.” He begins walking towards the mess hall, the fish over his shoulder.
He gets up and follows Liam. "Ah, I see. Well I'd be happy to help, I love cooking, though I'm only average at it."
“I’m not very good at it either.” He walks into the place, before putting the fish down and beginning to peel off the scales.
Asada starts looking through the cabin and grabs a few seasonings like salt, basil, and garlic powder. "What do we want to go with?" He says as he puts the options down on the table as he watches Liam descale the fish.
He shrugs as he continues to descale the fish like an expert, taking the pile of scales now next to him, and putting them in his pocket after cleaning them “Do what you want with itl
*A very entertaining soap opera. With teenagers with swords and superpowers*
*AH! Teenagers with swords AND BOWS and superpowers! Both me and Srch have an archer!*
*AND KNIVES! I think Omar might be the only knife weilder, but he has one!*
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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!!!!!!
"But you aren't sure how they are mentally?" Asada guesses from his reply. He would properly sit down next to the boy now. "Maybe you should try talking to them? Even if it doesn't fix things right away I'm sure it will help. We all have to be around each other anyways, so it might be best to clear the air."
“A-alright… thanks for the… uh, advice…uh… what’s your name?”
"Asada, and no problem. I hope you are able to resolve things with your friends."
“Thanks… I’m Elijah… sorry, uh, for being such a mess right now-…”
"No need to apologize. I've been on the receiving end of a few panic attacks, so I get it." Asada says with a comforting smile. "Besides, considering our circumstances, I think we deserve a bit of gentleness shown to our anxieties."
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Caleb is building a snowman. In summer. He’s surrounded by a little cloud of constant snowfall.
Elijah is near Thalia’s pine, leaning against a tree, curled up in a little ball, hyperventilating.
Leslie storms over to Elijah.
"Elijah! We need to talk!!- Wait... Whats going on?!"
Leslie rushes over to Elijah to comfort him.
Elijah looks up at Leslie, and a million emotions cycle through him at once. Fear. Anger. Surprise. Relief. Then more relief.
”I… not r-right now… what’d you want to… t-talk about?” He stutters.
"Elijah... what happened...?"
“Oh… not much, just, um, you nearly dying… I’d rather not get into it, okay?…”
"Elijah! I woudn't've died! And... why didn't you tell me that you were... controlling my emotions?!"
“I… don’t wanna talk about it… not that. Not right now… why’d you fight Angelo in the first place? I t-told you not to…”
"Elijah! You know he wouldn't have stopped! He was too angry! But... Elijah... please. Can you tell my why you... you controlled me...?" Leslie's tone is soft and questioning in the second part of her statement, a harsh contrast to the shouting and general loudness of the rest of the conversation.
He takes a deep breath, staring at the ground, trying to figure out what to say.
”I didn’t… want to… I didn’t mean to… exactly… but I kinda did… I just wanted you and Angelo to s-stop… so I made you stop.”
"... So... if we don't listen to you... you'll just force us to follow you...? You'll just make people agree? Elijah... how am I supposed to trust you after this? Knowing that... all my thoughts about you may just be a lie?!"
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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.
“Nothing too bad… he just robbed some places for stuff… He didn’t hurt anyone… we just didn’t have much.”
"... Sounds like an overcharge if Ive ever heard one. Anything beyond minor jail time if he just did whats needed... Its extremely excessive.. Im so sorry"
“Well… it doesn’t matter now… dad’s in prison… mom’s dead… and I’m here. It’s whatever, can we talk about something else? There’s something in my eye.” He’s obviously crying.
"... Sorry, I shouldn't have pushed like that for your past so quickly.. Yeah, we can change topics"
He shakes his head, wiping away the tears and closing his eyes before taking a deep breath, “It’s okay… dad’s gonna come visit when he can. What do you want to talk about?”
"Hm... Got a favorite movie?"
“Movie…? You know the power ranger movie?” He asks, “I’ve always watched power rangers.”
*what do y’all think Elijah’s fatal flaw might be? It hasn’t really come up yet, that’ll be later, but what ideas might y’all have?*
*what's their deal?*
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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!!!!!!
*what do y’all think Elijah’s fatal flaw might be? It hasn’t really come up yet, that’ll be later, but what ideas might y’all have?*
*Honestly, I have no idea. Here's a hint on Leslie's godly parent based off her fatal flaw! It's pride, and she shares it with someone from the same cabin...*
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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.
“Nothing too bad… he just robbed some places for stuff… He didn’t hurt anyone… we just didn’t have much.”
"... Sounds like an overcharge if Ive ever heard one. Anything beyond minor jail time if he just did whats needed... Its extremely excessive.. Im so sorry"
“Well… it doesn’t matter now… dad’s in prison… mom’s dead… and I’m here. It’s whatever, can we talk about something else? There’s something in my eye.” He’s obviously crying.
"... Sorry, I shouldn't have pushed like that for your past so quickly.. Yeah, we can change topics"
He shakes his head, wiping away the tears and closing his eyes before taking a deep breath, “It’s okay… dad’s gonna come visit when he can. What do you want to talk about?”
"Hm... Got a favorite movie?"
“Movie…? You know the power ranger movie?” He asks, “I’ve always watched power rangers.”
She smiles "Which ranger is your favorite?"
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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)
*what do y’all think Elijah’s fatal flaw might be? It hasn’t really come up yet, that’ll be later, but what ideas might y’all have?*
*what's their deal?*
*Elijah is a bubbly, silly little guy obsessed with pink and friendship bracelets. Recently, a fight broke out between Angelo and Leslie, being Cyno’s and Gonzalo’s characters, because Angelo was trying to get Elijah to open up about something he really doesn’t want to talk about, which seems to have something to do with Elijah’s family being very, very Christian.*
Near the combat field, a disheveled looking Angelo is engaged in hand to hand combat with an Ares kid, his opponent being slightly larger than him. He’s holding his own well enough, though his bandaged wound still seems to be slowing him down. Blood stains his t shirt - he still hasn’t worn a Camp Halfblood one yet - and he looks exhausted, with bags under his eyes. Angelo stumbles back as his opponent punches him in the nose, and he scowls, counterattacking with a liver punch while his other hand wipes the blood from his nose.
After about 20 minutes of this, Angelo gets shoved on the floor. He doesn’t get up, groaning as he lies there limp. His opponent frowns and folds his arms, saying something before spitting on the ground and walking off. Angelo rubs his head, trying to pull himself to a sitting position.
Caleb is watching, mildly concerned. Once Angelo is knocked down, Caleb jogs over to check if he’s okay.
Angelo is laying flat on the ground, staring at the sky. He has a black eye, a broken nose, and a bandage around his stomach. He still however manages to scowl at Caleb.
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Caleb is watching, mildly concerned. Once Angelo is knocked down, Caleb jogs over to check if he’s okay.
"Asada, and no problem. I hope you are able to resolve things with your friends."
"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
Regina hurries over "Angelo? You okay? The hells was that guy's issue?"
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)
“Thanks… I’m Elijah… sorry, uh, for being such a mess right now-…”
"Leslie is a damn good archer. Taught me some stuff today. As for Elijah" her voice drops to a whisper "Rumor has it hes got mind control stuff. Saw it myself"
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)
Omar jogs over to check on him, accidentally touching a wound
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!!!!!!
*A very entertaining soap opera. With teenagers with swords and superpowers*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
He takes a deep breath, staring at the ground, trying to figure out what to say.
”I didn’t… want to… I didn’t mean to… exactly… but I kinda did… I just wanted you and Angelo to s-stop… so I made you stop.”
*AH! Teenagers with swords AND BOWS and superpowers! Both me and Srch have an archer!*
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
He shrugs as he continues to descale the fish like an expert, taking the pile of scales now next to him, and putting them in his pocket after cleaning them “Do what you want with itl
*AND KNIVES! I think Omar might be the only knife weilder, but he has one!*
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!!!!!!
*what do y’all think Elijah’s fatal flaw might be? It hasn’t really come up yet, that’ll be later, but what ideas might y’all have?*
"No need to apologize. I've been on the receiving end of a few panic attacks, so I get it." Asada says with a comforting smile. "Besides, considering our circumstances, I think we deserve a bit of gentleness shown to our anxieties."
"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
"... So... if we don't listen to you... you'll just force us to follow you...? You'll just make people agree? Elijah... how am I supposed to trust you after this? Knowing that... all my thoughts about you may just be a lie?!"
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
“Movie…? You know the power ranger movie?” He asks, “I’ve always watched power rangers.”
*what's their deal?*
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!!!!!!
*Honestly, I have no idea. Here's a hint on Leslie's godly parent based off her fatal flaw! It's pride, and she shares it with someone from the same cabin...*
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
She smiles "Which ranger is your favorite?"
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)
*Elijah is a bubbly, silly little guy obsessed with pink and friendship bracelets. Recently, a fight broke out between Angelo and Leslie, being Cyno’s and Gonzalo’s characters, because Angelo was trying to get Elijah to open up about something he really doesn’t want to talk about, which seems to have something to do with Elijah’s family being very, very Christian.*
Angelo is laying flat on the ground, staring at the sky. He has a black eye, a broken nose, and a bandage around his stomach. He still however manages to scowl at Caleb.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ