A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
*Hi Sel!!!*
Evan walks up to the boy. *Desc: Blonde hair, brown eyes with hints of blue in them, a scar down his cheek and a burn scar on the other side, his hair is highlighted in blue at the tips.*
He glances up without moving his hair. “Nice tips.”
“Thanks!”
“And who might you be?” He asks, neatly packing up his supplies.
“I’m Evan. You?”
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there's a boy, wearing a metal band hoodie, yellow headphones, and leggings. maybe 5'5", brown hair with bleached tips, and round glasses walking warily up to the border. he seems nervous
Annabelle, not really sure what to do as the new Hermes Councilor, is stationed at the entrance to greet new comers. She towers over him by nearly a foot but still seems friendly and approachable. She smiles and waves to him slightly. "Hello."
"h-hi"
"Welcome ta Camp Halfblood. My name is Annabelle, a pleasure ta meet ya."
"Elliot. same"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
Hope comes up to him, weaving in between the rows to not trample any plants, as if they can sense where they are without needing to look. “Isn’t it dangerous to have all that hot wax out here among the strawberries? Could be flammable.”
He shrugs without looking up. “I’ve done this in more dangerous places. ‘Sides, the grass is still wet from the dew. And I wouldn’t hurt the plants anyway.”
“Why not? I know a little about the plant life cycle, and they don’t really like heat.”
“I meant that I wouldn’t hurt the plants because that would be rude” He blows a strand of hair out of his eyes, revealing them to be an extremely bright green. “Who might you be?”
“I’m Hope, the local expert on dead plants.” They offer candle kid a hand, literally, by removing a prosthetic arm. “Who might you be?”
“Well, that’s encouraging. I’m Icarus, but you can call me Rust. Expert on living plants.” He extends a hand back towards Hope.
They take it with their real hand, shrugging the prosthetic back on with an equal mix of luck and practice. “Good to meet you, Rust. Demeter then?”
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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! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
*Hi Sel!!!*
Evan walks up to the boy. *Desc: Blonde hair, brown eyes with hints of blue in them, a scar down his cheek and a burn scar on the other side, his hair is highlighted in blue at the tips.*
He glances up without moving his hair. “Nice tips.”
“Thanks!”
“And who might you be?” He asks, neatly packing up his supplies.
“I’m Evan. You?”
“Icarus. Call me Rust, though. What brings you over to this corner of the fields?”
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
Hope comes up to him, weaving in between the rows to not trample any plants, as if they can sense where they are without needing to look. “Isn’t it dangerous to have all that hot wax out here among the strawberries? Could be flammable.”
He shrugs without looking up. “I’ve done this in more dangerous places. ‘Sides, the grass is still wet from the dew. And I wouldn’t hurt the plants anyway.”
“Why not? I know a little about the plant life cycle, and they don’t really like heat.”
“I meant that I wouldn’t hurt the plants because that would be rude” He blows a strand of hair out of his eyes, revealing them to be an extremely bright green. “Who might you be?”
“I’m Hope, the local expert on dead plants.” They offer candle kid a hand, literally, by removing a prosthetic arm. “Who might you be?”
“Well, that’s encouraging. I’m Icarus, but you can call me Rust. Expert on living plants.” He extends a hand back towards Hope.
They take it with their real hand, shrugging the prosthetic back on with an equal mix of luck and practice. “Good to meet you, Rust. Demeter then?”
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
*Hi Sel!!!*
Evan walks up to the boy. *Desc: Blonde hair, brown eyes with hints of blue in them, a scar down his cheek and a burn scar on the other side, his hair is highlighted in blue at the tips.*
He glances up without moving his hair. “Nice tips.”
“Thanks!”
“And who might you be?” He asks, neatly packing up his supplies.
“I’m Evan. You?”
“Icarus. Call me Rust, though. What brings you over to this corner of the fields?”
“I was just wandering around. Exploring. Haven’t been in this part of camp yet. How long have you been here, Rust?”
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there's a boy, wearing a metal band hoodie, yellow headphones, and leggings. maybe 5'5", brown hair with bleached tips, and round glasses walking warily up to the border. he seems nervous
Annabelle, not really sure what to do as the new Hermes Councilor, is stationed at the entrance to greet new comers. She towers over him by nearly a foot but still seems friendly and approachable. She smiles and waves to him slightly. "Hello."
"h-hi"
"Welcome ta Camp Halfblood. My name is Annabelle, a pleasure ta meet ya."
"Elliot. same"
"Well, do ye know why yer here, Elliot?"
"not... not really. I remember there was this guy... he was huge. couldn't see his face. I hit him with this" he motions to a fire poker strapped to his back, clearly celestial bronze "and I just ran. something- something was almost pulling me here... where is here again?"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
Hope comes up to him, weaving in between the rows to not trample any plants, as if they can sense where they are without needing to look. “Isn’t it dangerous to have all that hot wax out here among the strawberries? Could be flammable.”
He shrugs without looking up. “I’ve done this in more dangerous places. ‘Sides, the grass is still wet from the dew. And I wouldn’t hurt the plants anyway.”
“Why not? I know a little about the plant life cycle, and they don’t really like heat.”
“I meant that I wouldn’t hurt the plants because that would be rude” He blows a strand of hair out of his eyes, revealing them to be an extremely bright green. “Who might you be?”
“I’m Hope, the local expert on dead plants.” They offer candle kid a hand, literally, by removing a prosthetic arm. “Who might you be?”
“Well, that’s encouraging. I’m Icarus, but you can call me Rust. Expert on living plants.” He extends a hand back towards Hope.
They take it with their real hand, shrugging the prosthetic back on with an equal mix of luck and practice. “Good to meet you, Rust. Demeter then?”
“Indeed. You?”
“I haven’t been claimed yet, actually. Most everyone agrees on Persephone though, she makes the most sense.” *oh dear where are my manners Hope is a young teen with skin that looks like they just spent 6 months in a cave, a wooden prosthetic overgrown with dark vines, thorns and other plant material right under their left knee, and a matching one replacing their entire right arm and shoulder. They wear a camo tank top and shorts. AMAB but pronouns are they/them*
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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! My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!! My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes May the dice roll ever in your favor
Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian
Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe
Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light
Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice
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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)
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
*Hi Sel!!!*
Evan walks up to the boy. *Desc: Blonde hair, brown eyes with hints of blue in them, a scar down his cheek and a burn scar on the other side, his hair is highlighted in blue at the tips.*
He glances up without moving his hair. “Nice tips.”
“Thanks!”
“And who might you be?” He asks, neatly packing up his supplies.
“I’m Evan. You?”
“Icarus. Call me Rust, though. What brings you over to this corner of the fields?”
“I was just wandering around. Exploring. Haven’t been in this part of camp yet. How long have you been here, Rust?”
A boy is sitting in the middle of the strawberry fields, dipping string into beeswax and hanging them to dry on a small stand of metal gears and steampunk decorations. He has deep caramel skin, and bright blue hair. His hair covers his face as he works, but his outfit is decorated with many small trinkets, twinkling in the sun as he quietly…sings…to the plants around him. *also Telemachus (he’s not technically a hero, i guess, but he’s our little Disney princess)*
*Hi Sel!!!*
Evan walks up to the boy. *Desc: Blonde hair, brown eyes with hints of blue in them, a scar down his cheek and a burn scar on the other side, his hair is highlighted in blue at the tips.*
He glances up without moving his hair. “Nice tips.”
“Thanks!”
“And who might you be?” He asks, neatly packing up his supplies.
“I’m Evan. You?”
“Icarus. Call me Rust, though. What brings you over to this corner of the fields?”
“I was just wandering around. Exploring. Haven’t been in this part of camp yet. How long have you been here, Rust?”
“In the fields or in this particular spot?”
“Camp.”
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Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
there's a boy, wearing a metal band hoodie, yellow headphones, and leggings. maybe 5'5", brown hair with bleached tips, and round glasses walking warily up to the border. he seems nervous
Annabelle, not really sure what to do as the new Hermes Councilor, is stationed at the entrance to greet new comers. She towers over him by nearly a foot but still seems friendly and approachable. She smiles and waves to him slightly. "Hello."
"h-hi"
"Welcome ta Camp Halfblood. My name is Annabelle, a pleasure ta meet ya."
"Elliot. same"
"Well, do ye know why yer here, Elliot?"
"not... not really. I remember there was this guy... he was huge. couldn't see his face. I hit him with this" he motions to a fire poker strapped to his back, clearly celestial bronze "and I just ran. something- something was almost pulling me here... where is here again?"
"New York, for one. But this place specifically is a place for Demigods-people who got a parent that's a god and one that's a mortal- to live and be safe in."
"....what?"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian
Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe
Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light
Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice
Evan is sitting near Vin.
Kian sees Roulette.
"... Evening."
The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit
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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)
“I’m Evan. You?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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"Elliot. same"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
They take it with their real hand, shrugging the prosthetic back on with an equal mix of luck and practice. “Good to meet you, Rust. Demeter then?”
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!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
“Icarus. Call me Rust, though. What brings you over to this corner of the fields?”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“Indeed. You?”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“I was just wandering around. Exploring. Haven’t been in this part of camp yet. How long have you been here, Rust?”
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"not... not really. I remember there was this guy... he was huge. couldn't see his face. I hit him with this" he motions to a fire poker strapped to his back, clearly celestial bronze "and I just ran. something- something was almost pulling me here... where is here again?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
“I haven’t been claimed yet, actually. Most everyone agrees on Persephone though, she makes the most sense.” *oh dear where are my manners Hope is a young teen with skin that looks like they just spent 6 months in a cave, a wooden prosthetic overgrown with dark vines, thorns and other plant material right under their left knee, and a matching one replacing their entire right arm and shoulder. They wear a camo tank top and shorts. AMAB but pronouns are they/them*
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!
My favorite characters from dead threads; AMA: Aria, Rade, Kiano & Luz, Juniper, Ezra & Dr. Paine, Xi & his siblings, Misa Stay Paranoid!!!
My Drummer given title is Swift as the Dragon, but The Diabolical One named me Virex the Whisperbrand, Architect of Echoes
May the dice roll ever in your favor
Makana is by the river, playing her waterproof drum in a mellow pattern while singing quietly in Hawaiian
Vin is using a whetstone to sharpen his scythe
Wren is by the bonfire, reading in the dancing light
Roulette is slithering around camp, hunting mice
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)
“In the fields or in this particular spot?”
Sel
They/he
Reading, dnd, theatre, art (Irunwithskissors)
Tossing and turning
The sun’s in the sky
It’s five am, I can’t close my eyes
“Camp.”
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Evan is sitting near Vin.
Kian sees Roulette.
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*I want to do something Elijah related but I’m not sure I have the energy for writing a cutscene*
"....what?"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes/ general of the goose horde/ holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor/ king of madness / The FBI/ The Tele-Visionary/ The Pawless Wizard/ The Infinite Fractal/ Admin of The Academy/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Currently rampaging through life
*aw man :( like your cutscenes.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!
"... Evening."
The snake looks over, waving its head side to side a bit
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)
“You too. How’s it going?”
“Hey there little guy.” Kian says, reaching out to pet the snake.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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