He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"Hah. Well, sleep is a waste of time anyways, unless we really need it."
:Agree! And never need it! Sleep for the lazy:
"Hah! That's the Infirmiry mindset."
:Infirmary smart! You smart:
"Why thank you,- Ah! I never got your name."
:Tiffaneus!:
"Well, thanks Tiffaneus!"
:No, thank thee nameless hero! Head back!!:
"Oh! Iforgot to tell you my name! Ah. My name is Jacob. Jacob Hart."
:Jacob! Jacob smart nice hero man! Tell the general!:
"... General...?"
:Yes! Leader! Hero:
"...who?"
:Simon!:
"Oh! The new kid you mentioned."
:Yes! General Simon! Master! Doesnt like us much..:
"Huh. Seems like he's pretty rude from what I've seen of him."
:Scared. Defensive. Sad to see:
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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 Characters (Outdated)
Kian is outside of the labyrinth (or where it should be if in this canon it was erased.)
Chase is practicing with his bow.
Evan is drawing in the Zeus cabin.
Sounds start to emerge from the Labyrinth below him...
He prepares his fighting stance.
Footsteps echo below him, but... somethings strange. It's lopsided... a hard loud step, and more of a... dragging sound... along with an eerie ringing.
“Hello?” They call down. (He/They pronouns btw.)
*Okie*
The only reply is a pained moan, along with more footsteps- until a sound like a body falling to the ground echoes from the tunnel,and then silence.
They take a deep breath and run inside, wielding a staff, crackling with dark magic.
They see a body, face down, barely moving, soakedin blood and mosnter dust, missing an arm.
They yelp and try to pick up the body and bring it back to camp. Dice rolls not yet available for this section. str
*oop something went wrong., i'll just assume it works.*
Kian is able to drag the body to camp, It being abnormally light.
“I found a body in the labyrinth!” They yell, running to the Apollo cabin. Can they identify the body?
Jacob rushes over.
"Who-"
His eyes widen, a big smile on his face, before it setting ack to grim determination.
"I... I can take it from here."
He is obviously very sleep deprived, his hands shaking, but he steels his nerves and starts cleaning the wounds and pouring Pure Medical Grade Necter into the wounds, occasionally frowning at some extremely gorey injuries, tutt-tutting.
“Who is it?” Kian asks.
"Another apollo kid. She's been off on a quest that was fated to fail. She volunteered to go with two other volunteers, knowing they would most likely all die. I lost all hope she would come back a couple years ago, but..."
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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.
Kian is outside of the labyrinth (or where it should be if in this canon it was erased.)
Chase is practicing with his bow.
Evan is drawing in the Zeus cabin.
Sounds start to emerge from the Labyrinth below him...
He prepares his fighting stance.
Footsteps echo below him, but... somethings strange. It's lopsided... a hard loud step, and more of a... dragging sound... along with an eerie ringing.
“Hello?” They call down. (He/They pronouns btw.)
*Okie*
The only reply is a pained moan, along with more footsteps- until a sound like a body falling to the ground echoes from the tunnel,and then silence.
They take a deep breath and run inside, wielding a staff, crackling with dark magic.
They see a body, face down, barely moving, soakedin blood and mosnter dust, missing an arm.
They yelp and try to pick up the body and bring it back to camp. Dice rolls not yet available for this section. str
*oop something went wrong., i'll just assume it works.*
Kian is able to drag the body to camp, It being abnormally light.
“I found a body in the labyrinth!” They yell, running to the Apollo cabin. Can they identify the body?
Jacob rushes over.
"Who-"
His eyes widen, a big smile on his face, before it setting ack to grim determination.
"I... I can take it from here."
He is obviously very sleep deprived, his hands shaking, but he steels his nerves and starts cleaning the wounds and pouring Pure Medical Grade Necter into the wounds, occasionally frowning at some extremely gorey injuries, tutt-tutting.
“Who is it?” Kian asks.
"Another apollo kid. She's been off on a quest that was fated to fail. She volunteered to go with two other volunteers, knowing they would most likely all die. I lost all hope she would come back a couple years ago, but..."
“Do you think you can heal her?”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
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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.
He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
He slaps both of the attacks away, sitting back down, “Just… go.” He goes back to eating his sandwich, taking out the meat, throwing it in one of the fires of the forge and just chewing on the bread, “You’ve already won…”
Kian is outside of the labyrinth (or where it should be if in this canon it was erased.)
Chase is practicing with his bow.
Evan is drawing in the Zeus cabin.
Sounds start to emerge from the Labyrinth below him...
He prepares his fighting stance.
Footsteps echo below him, but... somethings strange. It's lopsided... a hard loud step, and more of a... dragging sound... along with an eerie ringing.
“Hello?” They call down. (He/They pronouns btw.)
*Okie*
The only reply is a pained moan, along with more footsteps- until a sound like a body falling to the ground echoes from the tunnel,and then silence.
They take a deep breath and run inside, wielding a staff, crackling with dark magic.
They see a body, face down, barely moving, soakedin blood and mosnter dust, missing an arm.
They yelp and try to pick up the body and bring it back to camp. Dice rolls not yet available for this section. str
*oop something went wrong., i'll just assume it works.*
Kian is able to drag the body to camp, It being abnormally light.
“I found a body in the labyrinth!” They yell, running to the Apollo cabin. Can they identify the body?
Jacob rushes over.
"Who-"
His eyes widen, a big smile on his face, before it setting ack to grim determination.
"I... I can take it from here."
He is obviously very sleep deprived, his hands shaking, but he steels his nerves and starts cleaning the wounds and pouring Pure Medical Grade Necter into the wounds, occasionally frowning at some extremely gorey injuries, tutt-tutting.
“Who is it?” Kian asks.
"Another apollo kid. She's been off on a quest that was fated to fail. She volunteered to go with two other volunteers, knowing they would most likely all die. I lost all hope she would come back a couple years ago, but..."
“Do you think you can heal her?”
"Can a bird fly?"
Jacob continues to work, muttering prayers to Apollo.
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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.
He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
He slaps both of the attacks away, sitting back down, “Just… go.” He goes back to eating his sandwich, taking out the meat, throwing it in one of the fires of the forge and just chewing on the bread, “You’ve already won…”
Cordon emerges from the shadows.
"... Okay."
He then sprints off to warn others.
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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 titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
"Hah. Well, sleep is a waste of time anyways, unless we really need it."
:Agree! And never need it! Sleep for the lazy:
"Hah! That's the Infirmiry mindset."
:Infirmary smart! You smart:
"Why thank you,- Ah! I never got your name."
:Tiffaneus!:
"Well, thanks Tiffaneus!"
:No, thank thee nameless hero! Head back!!:
"Oh! Iforgot to tell you my name! Ah. My name is Jacob. Jacob Hart."
:Jacob! Jacob smart nice hero man! Tell the general!:
"... General...?"
:Yes! Leader! Hero:
"...who?"
:Simon!:
"Oh! The new kid you mentioned."
:Yes! General Simon! Master! Doesnt like us much..:
"Huh. Seems like he's pretty rude from what I've seen of him."
:Scared. Defensive. Sad to see:
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He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
He slaps both of the attacks away, sitting back down, “Just… go.” He goes back to eating his sandwich, taking out the meat, throwing it in one of the fires of the forge and just chewing on the bread, “You’ve already won…”
Cordon emerges from the shadows.
"... Okay."
He then sprints off to warn others.
*Good end to that, I wonder where it goes from here.*
"Oh! My bad. Im not good with telling people names. I always forget! My bad. She's Seneca."
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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! My bad. Im not good with telling people names. I always forget! My bad. She's Seneca."
“Huh. An Apollo kid, right.”
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
He puts his head in his hands, “My mom…” He runs a hand through his hair.
"... What?!"
“She tried to ditch me here, said I didn’t deserve to exist, I got angry, didn’t know how to hide the body… I regret it… not an excuse… an explanation.”
"... so you (GP) killed your mother then ate her. What the (GP) is wrog with you?!"
“A lot… I got angry, made a mistake, had to keep making mistakes to hide the first…” He stands back up.
"... Why did you eat her though?!"
“I… I don’t know… some sick want to… stop yelling at me.”
"... Fine. But I will tell others about this."
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
He slaps both of the attacks away, sitting back down, “Just… go.” He goes back to eating his sandwich, taking out the meat, throwing it in one of the fires of the forge and just chewing on the bread, “You’ve already won…”
Cordon emerges from the shadows.
"... Okay."
He then sprints off to warn others.
*Good end to that, I wonder where it goes from here.*
*Ya!*
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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.
*since platy’s leaving, both mine are free. They’re both at the arena, or you can intro and I’ll interact*
Evan and Chase are both in the arena. Evan is practicing his lightning. Chase is practicing with his rapier and bow.
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My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
"Oh! My bad. Im not good with telling people names. I always forget! My bad. She's Seneca."
“Huh. An Apollo kid, right.”
"Yeah. She's really good with musicand singing. If I remember correctly, she had this celestial bronzemicrophone or something."
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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.
He puts his head in his hands, “Please, start running, I don’t want to catch you.” He seems to be restraining angry, picking his sandwich back up.
:Scared. Defensive. Sad to see:
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)
"Another apollo kid. She's been off on a quest that was fated to fail. She volunteered to go with two other volunteers, knowing they would most likely all die. I lost all hope she would come back a couple years ago, but..."
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
“Do you think you can heal her?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"... Oh. So you do still want to kill me. Well. That sucks for you, I guess. Because I'll tell yu one thing: Cordon Steel doesn't lose."
Cordon charges at him, before slinking Into the shadows. Stealth: 30 *If less than 25, it's a 25.*
To Hit: 15 Damage: 13
To Hit: 15 Damage: 12
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 slaps both of the attacks away, sitting back down, “Just… go.” He goes back to eating his sandwich, taking out the meat, throwing it in one of the fires of the forge and just chewing on the bread, “You’ve already won…”
"Can a bird fly?"
Jacob continues to work, muttering prayers to Apollo.
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
“There we go. Now, picking up the pace…” two attacks now Attack: 18 Damage: 6 Attack: 7 Damage: 4
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
Cordon emerges from the shadows.
"... Okay."
He then sprints off to warn others.
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
*Cut with Gonzalo.*
“What’s her name?”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*If anyone else wants to rp too, I totally can.*
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
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 gtg>
The dummy stands resolute.
"Woohoo!"
Roll for Initiative: [roll]1d20+7[/roll]
Proud member of the EVIL JEFF CULT! PRAISE JEFF!
Homebrew Races: HERE Homebrew Spells: HERE Homebrew Monsters: HERE
MORE OF ME! (And platypodes/platypi/platypuses) (Extended signature)
*Good end to that, I wonder where it goes from here.*
"Oh! My bad. Im not good with telling people names. I always forget! My bad. She's Seneca."
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
*since platy’s leaving, both mine are free. They’re both at the arena, or you can intro and I’ll interact*
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
“Huh. An Apollo kid, right.”
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
*Ya!*
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
Evan and Chase are both in the arena. Evan is practicing his lightning. Chase is practicing with his rapier and bow.
My titles are the great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, High Warlock of Cynophobia, High Cultist of Jeff, The Lightning Mage. I’m a ✨Chronically online teenage boy✨, and one of the most active posters on the forums (MORE THAN SALEM AND GONZALO). Always open to talk if you’d like to shoot me a PM! Please don’t hesitate to tell me I’m being a jerk or overbearing, I love helpful feedback! Love y’all!
Extended Signature!
"Yeah. She's really good with musicand singing. If I remember correctly, she had this celestial bronzemicrophone or something."
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!!!
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