After Angelo's riposte hits, Regina stabs its remaining eye with her blade, before bashing it off with her shield, sending it flying off and onto its back. She leaps into the air, flipping upside down to slice it in half, its flesh crumbling to dust as she lands
Angelo grins. “Nice shot. But what the hell was that thing?”
"Dullahan, I think... Ever heard of the headless horseman? Thats him"
“Akephaloi. Following me since I started seventh grade.”
"Huh... And just decided to fully attack now? Good thing you arrived here where you did"
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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 Characters (Outdated)
"Woah, that was intense...was that...was that a blemyae...? I know the greek gods are real but...seeing that...is very different from being told about it..." Asada says.
“I know! That’s sorta insane, was my second fight! I did better than expected, maybe I am ready for a quest!”
"I don't even know how I'm meant to fight something like that, and according to greek mythology....there is so much worse to deal with." Asada says trying not to panic a bit.
“Well can get better over time!”
"Here's hoping...." The poor heterochromatic boy says unconvinced.
“I was unconvinced for a while, too.”
He looks over at the boy. "How did you become convinced...?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Pure Undistilled Medical Nectar. Don't drink it."
"Wasn't planning on it. It does smell good, though... I'm, uh, Flip."
He extends his hand.
He raisees one of his eyebrows. "You gotta be flipping kidding me!"
"Yeah, I tend to get that a lot. Not sure what the heck my parents were thinking. 'Hey, I have an idea! Let's name our kid Flip, drop him off in an orphanage, and then abandon him!' Woohoo!" *Sulks* "So, uh, what is this place?"
“Wow, original! Secondly, I came here of my own accord. No guidance at all! And you don’t know anything about me, so how about you shut up?”
“I don’t have time for this.” Angelo stands up, wincing. “Don’t you have some kind of job to do?”
“Uh, no. Well, I was going to make sure you were alright, but apparently (cough cough) you’re fine.”
“Then get out of here. Idiot.”
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"Woah, that was intense...was that...was that a blemyae...? I know the greek gods are real but...seeing that...is very different from being told about it..." Asada says.
“I know! That’s sorta insane, was my second fight! I did better than expected, maybe I am ready for a quest!”
"I don't even know how I'm meant to fight something like that, and according to greek mythology....there is so much worse to deal with." Asada says trying not to panic a bit.
“Well can get better over time!”
"Here's hoping...." The poor heterochromatic boy says unconvinced.
“I was unconvinced for a while, too.”
He looks over at the boy. "How did you become convinced...?"
“I learned how good I was at fighting? I dunno. I was pretty clumsy yesterday, but someone showed me the ropes.”
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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.
"But he didn't! And, there were people there who would've helped me if I got seriously hurt!"
“-I-… stop it. Right now. T-this isn’t going to go anywhere… what matters is that I was worried and wanted to help you…”
"... Helping someone isn't the same as controlling what they think..."
Head in his hands, Elijah stays silent.
Leslie sits down next to Elijah, cautiously avoiding all contact with him so he doesn't do hsi freaky mind control magic on her.
Elijah looks to Leslie, a mix of hate, confusion, and sadness in his eyes. “W-what?”
"What?"
“You… stopped yelling. Why’d you stop yelling?”
"... I won't be able to convince you away from your view... What's the use of fighting over it anymore?!"
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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 fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Pure Undistilled Medical Nectar. Don't drink it."
"Wasn't planning on it. It does smell good, though... I'm, uh, Flip."
He extends his hand.
He raisees one of his eyebrows. "You gotta be flipping kidding me!"
"Yeah, I tend to get that a lot. Not sure what the heck my parents were thinking. 'Hey, I have an idea! Let's name our kid Flip, drop him off in an orphanage, and then abandon him!' Woohoo!" *Sulks* "So, uh, what is this place?"
"This is Camp Half-Blood. The only place where people like you and me can be safe. For a while."
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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.
*WEll like I'm completely oblivious, saving someones life, and completely oblivious, so it wouldn't make sence for me to do 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.
After Angelo's riposte hits, Regina stabs its remaining eye with her blade, before bashing it off with her shield, sending it flying off and onto its back. She leaps into the air, flipping upside down to slice it in half, its flesh crumbling to dust as she lands
Angelo grins. “Nice shot. But what the hell was that thing?”
"Dullahan, I think... Ever heard of the headless horseman? Thats him"
“What? That just looked like some guy on a horse.” Angelo says in confusion. “Is that supposed to be a monster? How do you tell?”
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*WEll like I'm completely oblivious, saving someones life, and completely oblivious, so it wouldn't make sence for me to do something.*
*sorry*
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"Pure Undistilled Medical Nectar. Don't drink it."
"Wasn't planning on it. It does smell good, though... I'm, uh, Flip."
He extends his hand.
He raisees one of his eyebrows. "You gotta be flipping kidding me!"
"Yeah, I tend to get that a lot. Not sure what the heck my parents were thinking. 'Hey, I have an idea! Let's name our kid Flip, drop him off in an orphanage, and then abandon him!' Woohoo!" *Sulks* "So, uh, what is this place?"
"This is Camp Half-Blood. The only place where people like you and me can be safe. For a while."
"For a... while? That sounds ominous. Does this have something to do with all the monsters that have been attacking me recently?"
Omar walks up. "whats all the commotion? what happened?"
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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!!!!!!
After Angelo's riposte hits, Regina stabs its remaining eye with her blade, before bashing it off with her shield, sending it flying off and onto its back. She leaps into the air, flipping upside down to slice it in half, its flesh crumbling to dust as she lands
Angelo grins. “Nice shot. But what the hell was that thing?”
"Dullahan, I think... Ever heard of the headless horseman? Thats him"
“Akephaloi. Following me since I started seventh grade.”
Angelo folds his arms. “Well, welcome to death camp. Here they lock you inside and tell you to train to kill monsters for ancient gods, and if you try to leave they kill you. Do you need an examination or something? I have bandages.”
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Omar walks up. "whats all the commotion? what happened?"
“New camper.” Evan says.
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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.
"Pure Undistilled Medical Nectar. Don't drink it."
"Wasn't planning on it. It does smell good, though... I'm, uh, Flip."
He extends his hand.
He raisees one of his eyebrows. "You gotta be flipping kidding me!"
"Yeah, I tend to get that a lot. Not sure what the heck my parents were thinking. 'Hey, I have an idea! Let's name our kid Flip, drop him off in an orphanage, and then abandon him!' Woohoo!" *Sulks* "So, uh, what is this place?"
"This is Camp Half-Blood. The only place where people like you and me can be safe. For a while."
"For a... while? That sounds ominous. Does this have something to do with all the monsters that have been attacking me recently?"
"Yes it does. YEs it very much does."
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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.
"But he didn't! And, there were people there who would've helped me if I got seriously hurt!"
“-I-… stop it. Right now. T-this isn’t going to go anywhere… what matters is that I was worried and wanted to help you…”
"... Helping someone isn't the same as controlling what they think..."
Head in his hands, Elijah stays silent.
Leslie sits down next to Elijah, cautiously avoiding all contact with him so he doesn't do hsi freaky mind control magic on her.
Elijah looks to Leslie, a mix of hate, confusion, and sadness in his eyes. “W-what?”
"What?"
“You… stopped yelling. Why’d you stop yelling?”
"... I won't be able to convince you away from your view... What's the use of fighting over it anymore?!"
“I can’t… do this right now.” He gets up, and begins to limp away.
"Wait! No- Elijah! Do't go! I... I'm sorry!"
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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.
"Huh... And just decided to fully attack now? Good thing you arrived here where you did"
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 looks over at the boy. "How did you become convinced...?"
"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
“I’m Clara. Thanks for saving me.”
*gtg*
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
"Yeah, I tend to get that a lot. Not sure what the heck my parents were thinking. 'Hey, I have an idea! Let's name our kid Flip, drop him off in an orphanage, and then abandon him!' Woohoo!" *Sulks* "So, uh, what is this place?"
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)
“Then get out of here. Idiot.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“I learned how good I was at fighting? I dunno. I was pretty clumsy yesterday, but someone showed me the ropes.”
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!
"... I won't be able to convince you away from your view... What's the use of fighting over it anymore?!"
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
*can someone respond to my claiming?I
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
"This is Camp Half-Blood. The only place where people like you and me can be safe. For a while."
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 rolls his eyes, walking away.
*WEll like I'm completely oblivious, saving someones life, and completely oblivious, so it wouldn't make sence for me to do 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!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“What? That just looked like some guy on a horse.” Angelo says in confusion. “Is that supposed to be a monster? How do you tell?”
— 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
*sorry*
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“I can’t… do this right now.” He gets up, and begins to limp away.
"For a... while? That sounds ominous. Does this have something to do with all the monsters that have been attacking me recently?"
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)
Omar walks up. "whats all the commotion? what happened?"
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!!!!!!
Angelo folds his arms. “Well, welcome to death camp. Here they lock you inside and tell you to train to kill monsters for ancient gods, and if you try to leave they kill you. Do you need an examination or something? I have bandages.”
— 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
“New camper.” Evan says.
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!
"Yes it does. YEs it very much does."
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
"Wait! No- Elijah! Do't go! I... I'm sorry!"
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