Regina wakes up fairly late, though still with dark bags under her eyes. She grabs the two pieces of her sword, slinking towards Hephaestus cabin
In the hepheastus cabin, Joseph is at work bangin on swords :)
She walks over, flinching slightly at each swing "Hello..?"
"Hey. Waddya want."
"Do you have room for another project..? I got a repair job I need done" She holds up the two pieces
"How did that happen?!"
"It got slammed into some stone... Real bad miss on my part"
"... That's unusual."
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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.
*Hello capatin! I'm gonna listen to the all of Epic for the next two hours and 12 minutes!*
Onyx teleports net to him.
"Hey! New kid! You got powers, right? And you aren't claimd, right?"
"BWA! sorry, didn't see you there. I'm not sure about powers, and no, I'm not claimed"
"Hm. Okay. And what is your name?" Onyx pulls out a clipboard from seemingly nowhere.
"im Omar. you?" they offer their hand
"Onyx. Could you sign here, please? Use yoour full legal name." Onyx hands Omar the clipboard.
"what for?" they take the clipboard
"That's not important."
"seems pretty important. you could be the kid of the god of faustian deals or something"
"I'm a chld of Nyx actually. Now, sign it and give me your soul- I mean. Sign it."
Omar raises an eyebrow, thinks for a minute, and chuckles to themself. "I don't have a pencil"
Onyx hands you a pencil "Good thin I have one!"
Omar glances at the paper on the clipboard, inspecting it. "nyx, goddess of night hunh?"
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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!!!!!!
Regina wakes up fairly late, though still with dark bags under her eyes. She grabs the two pieces of her sword, slinking towards Hephaestus cabin
In the hepheastus cabin, Joseph is at work bangin on swords :)
She walks over, flinching slightly at each swing "Hello..?"
"Hey. Waddya want."
"Do you have room for another project..? I got a repair job I need done" She holds up the two pieces
"How did that happen?!"
"It got slammed into some stone... Real bad miss on my part"
"... That's unusual."
"Okay, do the circumstances matter that much?! Can you fix it or not?"
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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)
Woosh-CLINK. THUD, THUD. If most people weren’t currently asleep, Regina’s ‘training’- which was more like a tantrum, in ways- would be drawing a lot of attention. As she swung her sword wildly around the arena, rushing between targets at random, she struck the dummies, pillars, and everything else harder than she ever had. Her mind was racing with thoughts she could barely keep up with. Time travel! Hah… Of course it’s [GP]ing time travel now.. Can’t see through the mists, is from 40 years in the past, and next we’ll find out hes the past version of my flippin grandpa or some [GP]!! She stabs into one of the reinforced dummies, knocking it over, and sending it sliding a few yards. Why the hells does this keep happening to me?? Why am I the one discovering the weird crap and having to explain it? First it was the akephaloi… Why the hell can’t he see things how they are?? Of course he got frustrated when you tried to explain it to him… Obviously he’d think that’s completelyinsane..But then he got frikin angry at me?! Gods, he was frikin terrifying… That had to be a power. HOW can he not see through the mists while literally using a divine power?! She kicks one of the dummies hard, and it goes flying, slamming into a pillar hard. Its fine… Its* ***FINE.*** *We resolved that issue already. Deescalated it… Her thoughts stop a few moments, gears turning. Except it's not frikin resolved at all anymore, dammit.. The resolution was he’d get back to his dad, and I said Id help him with that. How the [GP] am I going to keep that promise?? Cause the third [GP]ing coming of Kronos and get him to send him back decades?!
At this point she has the floored dummy pinned down with her foot, as she lands swing after swing of heavy, uncontrolled blows on it with her blade.What was I supposed to do when I found this out?? When I learned his motivation and whats keeping him going was built on an impossibility? A lie of hope?! Would he rather I just keep that secret and let him get crushed by it later?? Thatd be way [GP]ing worse! Why do I have to [GP]ing find out [GP]ing anything?! Traps me in a losing frikin game every. Single. Time. How am I supposed to win trust or anything akin to it if whatever I say will be taken as a cruel, insane lie or a massive betrayal later?! How am I supposed to win anything with everything being such a mess? “AGHHH!!!” Her swings grow harder and harder, now starting to leave lasting damage on the training target [GP]!! [GP] this situation, [GP] my curiosity, [GP] my inability to keep my damn mouth shut!! Why?! WHY IS IT M- CRACK Her thoughts are cut off by a loud metallic crunch from her blade, as it misses the dummy, hitting the stone ground with a strong impact, and a large chunk of the blade chips off “Oh s[GP]...” She picks up the piece, carefully sticking it in the gap it came out of “Guess Im going to Hephestus cabin tomorrow… Damnit!” She took the broken blade, heading back to Hermes cabin to sleep. Tomorrow was another day. And there was much to be repaired.
*AWESOME!*
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Liam is watching the original Power Rangers series, lying in front of a small TV with a built in DVD player, making sure not to lie too close, muttering something under his breath as the Rangers transform.
The new arrival from yesterday is walking around the camp, exploring, making sure not to step on any bugs or branches, still wearing his sunglasses.
Suddenly, the door to the Artemis cabin opens with a slam, and another hunter of Artemis walks In. Her name is Moonflower, she's a dryad.
Liam flinches in the corner of the cabin, pausing his show, looking over to them. He is accidentally staring, he’s just hasn’t seen this person before.
"Hey. Male hunter. You're Liam, right? Yeah. You're Liam. Artemis is missing. Along with half of the hunters."
“Oh… that’s probably really bad, why are you telling me?” He asks, pushing himself to his feet, towering over to them, rolling his shoulders.
*sure! Elijah is definitely pretty unstable now. Being told everything your parents and community have told you your entire life is worthless and you shouldn’t care what they think can do that to you. Is Elijah silently debating whether this interaction with Angelo might get him sent to hell if his parents are right? Absolutely!*
*Okie!*
Leslie is sitting on Half-Blood Hill as usual, but is now just ying on the ground, looking up at the stars.
Elijah is somewhat nearby, with a sketchbook and a bunch of colored pencils. (He brought that along with him to camp too) he seems… upset, sort of.
Leslie doesn't seem to notice at first, still staring into the sky.
Leslie suddenly notices, because a few seconds later, Elijah is stabbing the paper repeatedly with his pencil.
"Wh-what? Elijah, what are you doing...?" Leslie gets up and walks over to Elijah.
Elijah looks up, slamming close his sketchbook, trembling.
”I-… i don’t know… really. Thinking?…” he says, absentmindedly fidgeting with his crucifix.
"... That's a lot more than just thinking. What's going on...?"
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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.
Woosh-CLINK. THUD, THUD. If most people weren’t currently asleep, Regina’s ‘training’- which was more like a tantrum, in ways- would be drawing a lot of attention. As she swung her sword wildly around the arena, rushing between targets at random, she struck the dummies, pillars, and everything else harder than she ever had. Her mind was racing with thoughts she could barely keep up with. Time travel! Hah… Of course it’s [GP]ing time travel now.. Can’t see through the mists, is from 40 years in the past, and next we’ll find out hes the past version of my flippin grandpa or some [GP]!! She stabs into one of the reinforced dummies, knocking it over, and sending it sliding a few yards. Why the hells does this keep happening to me?? Why am I the one discovering the weird crap and having to explain it? First it was the akephaloi… Why the hell can’t he see things how they are?? Of course he got frustrated when you tried to explain it to him… Obviously he’d think that’s completelyinsane..But then he got frikin angry at me?! Gods, he was frikin terrifying… That had to be a power. HOW can he not see through the mists while literally using a divine power?! She kicks one of the dummies hard, and it goes flying, slamming into a pillar hard. Its fine… Its* ***FINE.*** *We resolved that issue already. Deescalated it… Her thoughts stop a few moments, gears turning. Except it's not frikin resolved at all anymore, dammit.. The resolution was he’d get back to his dad, and I said Id help him with that. How the [GP] am I going to keep that promise?? Cause the third [GP]ing coming of Kronos and get him to send him back decades?!
At this point she has the floored dummy pinned down with her foot, as she lands swing after swing of heavy, uncontrolled blows on it with her blade.What was I supposed to do when I found this out?? When I learned his motivation and whats keeping him going was built on an impossibility? A lie of hope?! Would he rather I just keep that secret and let him get crushed by it later?? Thatd be way [GP]ing worse! Why do I have to [GP]ing find out [GP]ing anything?! Traps me in a losing frikin game every. Single. Time. How am I supposed to win trust or anything akin to it if whatever I say will be taken as a cruel, insane lie or a massive betrayal later?! How am I supposed to win anything with everything being such a mess? “AGHHH!!!” Her swings grow harder and harder, now starting to leave lasting damage on the training target [GP]!! [GP] this situation, [GP] my curiosity, [GP] my inability to keep my damn mouth shut!! Why?! WHY IS IT M- CRACK Her thoughts are cut off by a loud metallic crunch from her blade, as it misses the dummy, hitting the stone ground with a strong impact, and a large chunk of the blade chips off “Oh s[GP]...” She picks up the piece, carefully sticking it in the gap it came out of “Guess Im going to Hephestus cabin tomorrow… Damnit!” She took the broken blade, heading back to Hermes cabin to sleep. Tomorrow was another day. And there was much to be repaired.
*AWESOME!*
*HI CYNO!! Ty :)*
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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)
Liam is watching the original Power Rangers series, lying in front of a small TV with a built in DVD player, making sure not to lie too close, muttering something under his breath as the Rangers transform.
The new arrival from yesterday is walking around the camp, exploring, making sure not to step on any bugs or branches, still wearing his sunglasses.
Suddenly, the door to the Artemis cabin opens with a slam, and another hunter of Artemis walks In. Her name is Moonflower, she's a dryad.
Liam flinches in the corner of the cabin, pausing his show, looking over to them. He is accidentally staring, he’s just hasn’t seen this person before.
"Hey. Male hunter. You're Liam, right? Yeah. You're Liam. Artemis is missing. Along with half of the hunters."
“Oh… that’s probably really bad, why are you telling me?” He asks, pushing himself to his feet, towering over to them, rolling his shoulders.
"Rescue mission. Only me and a couple of other hunters are able to fight. THey sent me ti get some halfbloods for a quest."
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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.
Regina wakes up fairly late, though still with dark bags under her eyes. She grabs the two pieces of her sword, slinking towards Hephaestus cabin
In the hepheastus cabin, Joseph is at work bangin on swords :)
She walks over, flinching slightly at each swing "Hello..?"
"Hey. Waddya want."
"Do you have room for another project..? I got a repair job I need done" She holds up the two pieces
"How did that happen?!"
"It got slammed into some stone... Real bad miss on my part"
"... That's unusual."
"Okay, do the circumstances matter that much?! Can you fix it or not?"
"Geez... you're defensive."
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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.
The new arrival from yesterday is walking around the camp, exploring, making sure not to step on any bugs or branches, still wearing his sunglasses.
Regina watches from around 10 yards away, almost chuckling at his carefulness
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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)
*sure! Elijah is definitely pretty unstable now. Being told everything your parents and community have told you your entire life is worthless and you shouldn’t care what they think can do that to you. Is Elijah silently debating whether this interaction with Angelo might get him sent to hell if his parents are right? Absolutely!*
*Okie!*
Leslie is sitting on Half-Blood Hill as usual, but is now just ying on the ground, looking up at the stars.
Elijah is somewhat nearby, with a sketchbook and a bunch of colored pencils. (He brought that along with him to camp too) he seems… upset, sort of.
Leslie doesn't seem to notice at first, still staring into the sky.
Leslie suddenly notices, because a few seconds later, Elijah is stabbing the paper repeatedly with his pencil.
"Wh-what? Elijah, what are you doing...?" Leslie gets up and walks over to Elijah.
Elijah looks up, slamming close his sketchbook, trembling.
”I-… i don’t know… really. Thinking?…” he says, absentmindedly fidgeting with his crucifix.
"... That's a lot more than just thinking. What's going on...?"
“Well… me and-uh, Angelo had a talk… about things…”
*Hello capatin! I'm gonna listen to the all of Epic for the next two hours and 12 minutes!*
Onyx teleports net to him.
"Hey! New kid! You got powers, right? And you aren't claimd, right?"
"BWA! sorry, didn't see you there. I'm not sure about powers, and no, I'm not claimed"
"Hm. Okay. And what is your name?" Onyx pulls out a clipboard from seemingly nowhere.
"im Omar. you?" they offer their hand
"Onyx. Could you sign here, please? Use yoour full legal name." Onyx hands Omar the clipboard.
"what for?" they take the clipboard
"That's not important."
"seems pretty important. you could be the kid of the god of faustian deals or something"
"I'm a chld of Nyx actually. Now, sign it and give me your soul- I mean. Sign it."
Omar raises an eyebrow, thinks for a minute, and chuckles to themself. "I don't have a pencil"
Onyx hands you a pencil "Good thin I have one!"
Omar glances at the paper on the clipboard, inspecting it. "nyx, goddess of night hunh?"
"Yeah. Thats my mom."
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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.
Regina wakes up fairly late, though still with dark bags under her eyes. She grabs the two pieces of her sword, slinking towards Hephaestus cabin
In the hepheastus cabin, Joseph is at work bangin on swords :)
She walks over, flinching slightly at each swing "Hello..?"
"Hey. Waddya want."
"Do you have room for another project..? I got a repair job I need done" She holds up the two pieces
"How did that happen?!"
"It got slammed into some stone... Real bad miss on my part"
"... That's unusual."
"Okay, do the circumstances matter that much?! Can you fix it or not?"
"Geez... you're defensive."
"Im..." She takes a deep breath, exhaling quickly "No, Im just in a rush for this thing back working. I need it."
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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)
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.
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Regina wakes up fairly late, though still with dark bags under her eyes. She grabs the two pieces of her sword, slinking towards Hephaestus cabin
In the hepheastus cabin, Joseph is at work bangin on swords :)
She walks over, flinching slightly at each swing "Hello..?"
"Hey. Waddya want."
"Do you have room for another project..? I got a repair job I need done" She holds up the two pieces
"How did that happen?!"
"It got slammed into some stone... Real bad miss on my part"
"... That's unusual."
"Okay, do the circumstances matter that much?! Can you fix it or not?"
"Geez... you're defensive."
"Im..." She takes a deep breath, exhaling quickly "No, Im just in a rush for this thing back working. I need it."
"Mhm. I can fix it." Joseph finishes off the sword he's currently working on, and examines the broken blade. "Hm. This is a good sword. Where'd ya get it? It's not in a style of anyone I know..."
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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.
“No no no- were good, he didn’t do anything wrong… don’t shoot him. I’m just… thinking about what he said. And what it might mean…”
Leslie calms down.
"What... what did he say...?"
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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.
"... That's unusual."
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
*Intro’s a page back.*
Omar glances at the paper on the clipboard, inspecting it. "nyx, goddess of night hunh?"
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!!!!!!
"Okay, do the circumstances matter that much?! Can you fix it or not?"
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)
*AWESOME!*
— 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
“Oh… that’s probably really bad, why are you telling me?” He asks, pushing himself to his feet, towering over to them, rolling his shoulders.
"... That's a lot more than just thinking. What's going on...?"
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
*HI CYNO!! Ty :)*
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)
"Rescue mission. Only me and a couple of other hunters are able to fight. THey sent me ti get some halfbloods for a quest."
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
"Geez... you're defensive."
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
Regina watches from around 10 yards away, almost chuckling at his carefulness
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)
“Well… me and-uh, Angelo had a talk… about things…”
"Yeah. Thats my mom."
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
"Im..." She takes a deep breath, exhaling quickly "No, Im just in a rush for this thing back working. I need it."
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)
*CUT WITH ARCH*
Leslie stands up, grabbing her bow.
"What did he do?!"
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
*hello! morning yall*
— 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
"Mhm. I can fix it." Joseph finishes off the sword he's currently working on, and examines the broken blade. "Hm. This is a good sword. Where'd ya get it? It's not in a style of anyone I know..."
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
“No no no- were good, he didn’t do anything wrong… don’t shoot him. I’m just… thinking about what he said. And what it might mean…”
*hi Cyno! How art thou?*
Leslie calms down.
"What... what did he say...?"
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