“What, were you expecting me to start clapping and throw you a rose? Well, if you insist.” They make a rose grow at the kid’s feet, the stem dark green and thorny and the petals almost crystalline.
Caleb is working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
*good time to test out a new character!*
Elizabeth starts to her an eerie melody play, echoing over the waters.
Beth looks out to the waves, curious as to what is playing the melody. Perception: 11
She just see's the waves, crashing and falling... but the song changes. It echoes her own hopes and dreams, her ambitions, her wants, promising them to her. *wisdom saving throw? And no resistances against being charmed or anything, right?*
Wisdom save! 21
(nope! Although, resistance to cold if that does come up)
She is able to shake off the song, the melody still eerily tugging at her... *Arcana/history check?*
History! 17
She realizes that this is the affect of a siren song, meant to lure prey in and drown them.
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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.
"Hmph." He paces around the stream, occasionally throwing a rock into it.
"Oh, come on, really now?" he watches them
"What?"
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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.
“My mom can go jump into Tartarus for all I care. Why not take my siblings down with her. Two birds one stone.”
"Fair enough. Sounds like you already have someone in your corner, but if you ever need help...I'd be happy to lend a hand."
“Can’t have too many allies. Regina & Liam are strong, but I won’t say no to a new friend.”
"You aren't wrong there. I'm Andrew by the way, what may I call you?"
“Clara. The unusual Aphrodite kid.”
"The other Aphrodite kids are normal? Could have fooled me." he says with a smile and lazy wink. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Clara."
“I’d be offended at that first part if you didn’t follow it up with a compliment. Who’s your absent parent?”
"Phobos, god of personal fears, anxiety, dread, and all that stuff." Andrew says, thinking a bit. "Hm...that would technically make you...my aunt I think."
“Don’t… don’t go there.”
"Apologies." he says holding his hands up. "Force of habit. Anyways, good luck with the cabin,"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“What, were you expecting me to start clapping and throw you a rose? Well, if you insist.” They make a rose grow at the kid’s feet, the stem dark green and thorny and the petals almost crystalline.
She looks down at the flower, and carefully plucks it from the ground.
"Huh..."
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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 working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
Atticus is sat on a bench, inspecting a bullet left behind by Annabelle when she was sat in the same spot.
Caleb notices him, shifting uncomfortably a bit away. He looks up occasionally at Atticus, checking on him.
He pockets it and lays out on the grass, sighing. He looks like he hasn't slept in days, bearing sunken eyes, frizzy hair and slight malnutrition
Caleb stares at Atticus for a while, just watching him. Eventually, he speaks.
”you alright?”
He blinks, surprised to see anybody, let alone Caleb. "[GP]. It's you.. No, not really."
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"Hmph." He paces around the stream, occasionally throwing a rock into it.
"Oh, come on, really now?" he watches them
"What?"
"You're actin' all bored."
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"Hmph." He paces around the stream, occasionally throwing a rock into it.
"Oh, come on, really now?" he watches them
"What?"
"You're actin' all bored."
"I am? Oh. Just hve a lot of things on my mind."
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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 working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
*good time to test out a new character!*
Elizabeth starts to her an eerie melody play, echoing over the waters.
Beth looks out to the waves, curious as to what is playing the melody. Perception: 11
She just see's the waves, crashing and falling... but the song changes. It echoes her own hopes and dreams, her ambitions, her wants, promising them to her. *wisdom saving throw? And no resistances against being charmed or anything, right?*
Wisdom save! 21
(nope! Although, resistance to cold if that does come up)
She is able to shake off the song, the melody still eerily tugging at her... *Arcana/history check?*
History! 17
She realizes that this is the affect of a siren song, meant to lure prey in and drown them.
*if this is a siren, they may have a… bit of a hard time drowning Elizabeth.*
she sighs, grabbing her celestial bronze harpoon from the sand, and looking around for it. If it leads her into the water, she follows it with no hesitation, her clothes staying completely dry.
"Hmph." He paces around the stream, occasionally throwing a rock into it.
"Oh, come on, really now?" he watches them
"What?"
"You're actin' all bored."
"I am? Oh. Just hve a lot of things on my mind."
"Do you want to go do something?"
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Caleb is working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
*good time to test out a new character!*
Elizabeth starts to her an eerie melody play, echoing over the waters.
Beth looks out to the waves, curious as to what is playing the melody. Perception: 11
She just see's the waves, crashing and falling... but the song changes. It echoes her own hopes and dreams, her ambitions, her wants, promising them to her. *wisdom saving throw? And no resistances against being charmed or anything, right?*
Wisdom save! 21
(nope! Although, resistance to cold if that does come up)
She is able to shake off the song, the melody still eerily tugging at her... *Arcana/history check?*
History! 17
She realizes that this is the affect of a siren song, meant to lure prey in and drown them.
*if this is a siren, they may have a… bit of a hard time drowning Elizabeth.*
she sighs, grabbing her celestial bronze harpoon from the sand, and looking around for it. If it leads her into the water, she follows it with no hesitation, her clothes staying completely dry.
perception again! 25
elizabeth makes out the source of the sound, a young siren floating in the waves, scales shimmering with the water.
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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 working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
A small shadowy blob peaks out of Caleb's shadow, peering at what he is working on, red lights for eyes flickering curiously.
He’s mostly trying to learn the grammatical structure of Greek sentences. Is the blob trying to hide or would Caleb see it?
The blob isn't trying to hide, mostly just sitting in a shadow. He is use to being ignore so he doesn't think he has to be sneaky.
Caleb frowns, sensing something is off. He looks around suspiciously, and sees the blob.
he jumps out of his seat, yelping, “oh my gods-“ he spins around to face the blob. “What the hell?”
The blob jumps at being spotted. "Friend....friend...demigod, camper like you..."
He backs away a bit, more confused than anything.
”what… what the hell are you?”
After a moment the blob morphs into a teenage boy covered from head to toe in all black clothes showing no skin, the only part of his face that is visible are the red glowing eyes behind his hood and lower face mask. A camp necklace with 8 beads is around his neck. "A demigod...of Erebus....hello." he waves awkwardly.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“My mom can go jump into Tartarus for all I care. Why not take my siblings down with her. Two birds one stone.”
"Fair enough. Sounds like you already have someone in your corner, but if you ever need help...I'd be happy to lend a hand."
“Can’t have too many allies. Regina & Liam are strong, but I won’t say no to a new friend.”
"You aren't wrong there. I'm Andrew by the way, what may I call you?"
“Clara. The unusual Aphrodite kid.”
"The other Aphrodite kids are normal? Could have fooled me." he says with a smile and lazy wink. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Clara."
“I’d be offended at that first part if you didn’t follow it up with a compliment. Who’s your absent parent?”
"Phobos, god of personal fears, anxiety, dread, and all that stuff." Andrew says, thinking a bit. "Hm...that would technically make you...my aunt I think."
“Don’t… don’t go there.”
"Apologies." he says holding his hands up. "Force of habit. Anyways, good luck with the cabin,"
“If I get beautified, I know who to tell.” She opens the cabin door, then looks back at Andrew and makes a peace sign as she swings it closed.
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
"Hmph." He paces around the stream, occasionally throwing a rock into it.
"Oh, come on, really now?" he watches them
"What?"
"You're actin' all bored."
"I am? Oh. Just hve a lot of things on my mind."
"Do you want to go do something?"
"Depends."
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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.
“What, were you expecting me to start clapping and throw you a rose? Well, if you insist.” They make a rose grow at the kid’s feet, the stem dark green and thorny and the petals almost crystalline.
She looks down at the flower, and carefully plucks it from the ground.
"Huh..."
“Impressed? No, you blew up Detroit, a crystalline flower wouldn’t impress you.”
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I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
Caleb is working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
*good time to test out a new character!*
Elizabeth starts to her an eerie melody play, echoing over the waters.
Beth looks out to the waves, curious as to what is playing the melody. Perception: 11
She just see's the waves, crashing and falling... but the song changes. It echoes her own hopes and dreams, her ambitions, her wants, promising them to her. *wisdom saving throw? And no resistances against being charmed or anything, right?*
Wisdom save! 21
(nope! Although, resistance to cold if that does come up)
She is able to shake off the song, the melody still eerily tugging at her... *Arcana/history check?*
History! 17
She realizes that this is the affect of a siren song, meant to lure prey in and drown them.
*if this is a siren, they may have a… bit of a hard time drowning Elizabeth.*
she sighs, grabbing her celestial bronze harpoon from the sand, and looking around for it. If it leads her into the water, she follows it with no hesitation, her clothes staying completely dry.
perception again! 25
elizabeth makes out the source of the sound, a young siren floating in the waves, scales shimmering with the water.
Her voice as clear as day underwater, she shouts to it from about 50 feet away, floating just below the waves.
”Oi! You, what are you doing Around here?” She says in a blatantly aggressive manner.
Caleb is working on learning Greek outside the Hermes cabin.
Elizabeth has caught several fish at the beach, and is descaling and roasting them over a fire.
Atticus is sat on a bench, inspecting a bullet left behind by Annabelle when she was sat in the same spot.
Caleb notices him, shifting uncomfortably a bit away. He looks up occasionally at Atticus, checking on him.
He pockets it and lays out on the grass, sighing. He looks like he hasn't slept in days, bearing sunken eyes, frizzy hair and slight malnutrition
Caleb stares at Atticus for a while, just watching him. Eventually, he speaks.
”you alright?”
He blinks, surprised to see anybody, let alone Caleb. "[GP]. It's you.. No, not really."
He sighs, looking down. “What’s wrong?”
"Why do you care?"
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“What, were you expecting me to start clapping and throw you a rose? Well, if you insist.” They make a rose grow at the kid’s feet, the stem dark green and thorny and the petals almost crystalline.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Caleb stares at Atticus for a while, just watching him. Eventually, he speaks.
”you alright?”
She realizes that this is the affect of a siren song, meant to lure prey in and drown them.
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
"What?"
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 backs away a bit, more confused than anything.
”what… what the hell are you?”
"Apologies." he says holding his hands up. "Force of habit. Anyways, good luck with the cabin,"
"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
She looks down at the flower, and carefully plucks it from the ground.
"Huh..."
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 blinks, surprised to see anybody, let alone Caleb. "[GP]. It's you.. No, not really."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"You're actin' all bored."
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
"I am? Oh. Just hve a lot of things on my mind."
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
*if this is a siren, they may have a… bit of a hard time drowning Elizabeth.*
she sighs, grabbing her celestial bronze harpoon from the sand, and looking around for it. If it leads her into the water, she follows it with no hesitation, her clothes staying completely dry.
perception again! 26
"Do you want to go do something?"
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>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25
elizabeth makes out the source of the sound, a young siren floating in the waves, scales shimmering with the water.
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 sighs, looking down. “What’s wrong?”
After a moment the blob morphs into a teenage boy covered from head to toe in all black clothes showing no skin, the only part of his face that is visible are the red glowing eyes behind his hood and lower face mask. A camp necklace with 8 beads is around his neck. "A demigod...of Erebus....hello." he waves awkwardly.
"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
“If I get beautified, I know who to tell.” She opens the cabin door, then looks back at Andrew and makes a peace sign as she swings it closed.
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
"Depends."
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
“Impressed? No, you blew up Detroit, a crystalline flower wouldn’t impress you.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Her voice as clear as day underwater, she shouts to it from about 50 feet away, floating just below the waves.
”Oi! You, what are you doing Around here?” She says in a blatantly aggressive manner.
"Why do you care?"
Error. (Traceback) line 1, <Salem> is undefined.
>Attemp <EXTENDED SIG>? Jester Day 5/1... We'll miss you
YES NO I'm on more than Gonzalo and Bananer, trust B)
My Threads: Anytown, USA and Sanctuary [Links]
S♡J
2-13-25