In the cold air of the dawn at camp Half-Blood, the sound of trickling water can be distantly heard, probably from one of the many creeks throughout the camp.
Sitting at the edge of one of those cheeks, feet resting in the frigid water, entirely unbothered by the cold, is a bear of a teenager, a 16 year old Half Giant demigod, named Liam, Demi god of fishing. He holds a fishing rod too small for him gingerly in his hands, as not to break it, hairy and strong, but usually silent, and when he does speak he speaks meekly, soft spoken. Four cans of nonalcoholic beer sit next to him, just outside of the water, each of them empty, shipped straight from his old home of Vancouver. He hums to himself silent, pulling in another fish just to let it go immediately.
He can tell shes faking her speed slightly. Trying to make him confident in order to win with a big surprise push at the end "I think chiuauas are a little more hateful than the cotton candy incarnate. Those things are probably actual monsters!"
“Yea but they- oh crap-“ He says, looking behind her. “The police showed up here?! I thought you said it was safe!”
"Hah! Safer than you know. Ive been around long enough to know that has to be a trick, and youll know why soon enough. Though you really should look ahead at the rock youre going to run into!"
Angelo quickly turns back, but readies to trip her when she accelerates. “Rocks fear me!”
As if she was about to fall right into his trap, she quickly begins speeding up, but as she gets up next to him, he realizes (the passive DC 17 thing lol) that her plan wasn't just to outspeed at the end, but to trip him in the process, leaving them both simultaneously trying to trip each other as she enters range *LMAO thats actually hilarious that we had the exact same plan. Should we resolve through a dex roll or have em both fall or what?*
*this is really funny actually i think they should both trip*
Angelo falls face first, thrown off balance by his one leg sticking out that awkwardly tangled with her attempt to trip him, tumbling and rolling forward with the momentum. He groans. “You’re such a cheater.” He huffs.
"Hey, by that logic, so are you! But again, no rules laid down!" She starts trying to quickly crawl to continue, but given how thrown off they both are, that doesn't get very far before stumbling again "Ugh.. Should we just call this one a draw?"
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"Just yesterday. I hope I can get claimed soon, though. The Hermes Cabin is... cramped. And full of pickpockets." Leslie shudders, holding her notebook close.
“It is?!-OH MY GOD, DID SOMEONE STEAL MY FAVORITE BRACELET?!”
"... As my guide wisely said, 'If you have anything of sentimental value, do not put it in the Hermes Cabin. Someone will steal it.'"
“…they’re going to steal everything I own, won’t they?…”
"Most likely, yes. Unless you give it to me for safekeeping, of course!"
“…that sounds like something a criminal would say.”
"Yeah. Got that trick from a Hermes kid. I didn't tink it'd work but... worth a shot!"
“I’m not stupid… anyways, i Think you’ve adjusted to Camp a lot better than I have… I haven’t really had any experience with all of this… magic stuff until now.”
"Yeah... it's weird. Also, just remembered, need to ask you this, have you seen the dragon!?"
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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.
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
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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.
"Just yesterday. I hope I can get claimed soon, though. The Hermes Cabin is... cramped. And full of pickpockets." Leslie shudders, holding her notebook close.
“It is?!-OH MY GOD, DID SOMEONE STEAL MY FAVORITE BRACELET?!”
"... As my guide wisely said, 'If you have anything of sentimental value, do not put it in the Hermes Cabin. Someone will steal it.'"
“…they’re going to steal everything I own, won’t they?…”
"Most likely, yes. Unless you give it to me for safekeeping, of course!"
“…that sounds like something a criminal would say.”
"Yeah. Got that trick from a Hermes kid. I didn't tink it'd work but... worth a shot!"
“I’m not stupid… anyways, i Think you’ve adjusted to Camp a lot better than I have… I haven’t really had any experience with all of this… magic stuff until now.”
"Yeah... it's weird. Also, just remembered, need to ask you this, have you seen the dragon!?"
“Sorry, what do you mean, ‘have you seen the dragon?’ What do you mean there’s a dragon?!”
"But, why do you want to impress them? What make you want to do it?"
"... I dont know. Just... Glory. Call it pride. Call it ambition. I just want... Ugh, I don't know! I just want it!"
"Mmm." Clover flips through the pages of the notepad, jotting down various things. "So, you seek recognition? You see praise from your godrent? Hm..."
"I guess... And whoever else.."
"Huh. Okay... And, once you get claimed, maybe all the bad thoughts of questioning your self worth will go away?" Clove rstares at Regina expectantly, ready to quickly jot down notes if the answer is what she believes it will be.
"I... I don't know. Not instantly. But maybe itd be an actual start.."
"Mmm..." Clover jots down some notes, and then flips to what seems like a random page before flipping back and writing something down. "So you feel that you need to be claimed first before you can let go of those thoughts of self doubt?"
"Its not just something someone can 'let go'. Theres reason for it.. I have to be better."
"Oh..." Clover erases something, then continues jotting down other notes. "So, you feel that, even if you do get claimed, even after, you'll still feel like there's more you have to do? Always yearning for recognition, always wantig?"
"I mean... Winning is what lifes all about! If youre not winning, youre losing. The parents thing.. Thats just my biggest loss right now"
"But... who says it's a loss? Why must trying to get better be a loss? What if they are speaking through their absence? Initially, yes, they might've been saying that 'you should always strive to be better', but now, what if they're saying, 'at the top you can't go further'? What if now, they are encouraging you to rest, to take a break? What if you've already impressed them, but they're telling you to take a break?"
*I know this makes no sence with Regina being a daughter of Nike, but Clover thinks that Regina Is just beig overly competitive for no reaseon, trying to hard to impress theyr godrent when in reality that's probably what Nike wants*
"A break?? Thats a slippery hill, you know... Every day not spent actively improving is a day of loss.. And besides, Im not at the top yet! Still cant beat most of the Ares kids at sparing... Only thing I really have solid is speed"
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*why are everyone’s characters like, actually so fun?*
*Because yes.*
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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, why do you want to impress them? What make you want to do it?"
"... I dont know. Just... Glory. Call it pride. Call it ambition. I just want... Ugh, I don't know! I just want it!"
"Mmm." Clover flips through the pages of the notepad, jotting down various things. "So, you seek recognition? You see praise from your godrent? Hm..."
"I guess... And whoever else.."
"Huh. Okay... And, once you get claimed, maybe all the bad thoughts of questioning your self worth will go away?" Clove rstares at Regina expectantly, ready to quickly jot down notes if the answer is what she believes it will be.
"I... I don't know. Not instantly. But maybe itd be an actual start.."
"Mmm..." Clover jots down some notes, and then flips to what seems like a random page before flipping back and writing something down. "So you feel that you need to be claimed first before you can let go of those thoughts of self doubt?"
"Its not just something someone can 'let go'. Theres reason for it.. I have to be better."
"Oh..." Clover erases something, then continues jotting down other notes. "So, you feel that, even if you do get claimed, even after, you'll still feel like there's more you have to do? Always yearning for recognition, always wantig?"
"I mean... Winning is what lifes all about! If youre not winning, youre losing. The parents thing.. Thats just my biggest loss right now"
"But... who says it's a loss? Why must trying to get better be a loss? What if they are speaking through their absence? Initially, yes, they might've been saying that 'you should always strive to be better', but now, what if they're saying, 'at the top you can't go further'? What if now, they are encouraging you to rest, to take a break? What if you've already impressed them, but they're telling you to take a break?"
*I know this makes no sence with Regina being a daughter of Nike, but Clover thinks that Regina Is just beig overly competitive for no reaseon, trying to hard to impress theyr godrent when in reality that's probably what Nike wants*
"A break?? Thats a slippery hill, you know... Every day not spent actively improving is a day of loss.. And besides, Im not at the top yet! Still cant beat most of the Ares kids at sparing... Only thing I really have solid is speed"
"But, they have an advantage. They can beat you, because their parent is the god of war. You see?"
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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.
A small girl sits on the doorstep of the aphrodite cabin, fiddling with her bracelet and waiting for something or other. She wears a layered combination of a white long-sleeve shirt and a pink tee over top, as well as an INORDINATE amount of friendship bracelets on her wrists. All sorts of them, too, Kandi beads, yarn, rainbow loom bands, you name it. Her fluffy mop of brown hair comes to an end just past her chin.
Regina walks over, standing nearby "Huh.. Dont think Ive seen you around before. New arrival?"
"Yeah. Well, sorta. It's been a few weeks." she deliberately avoids making eye contact with you.
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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
... Oh. You havn't seen the dragon yet. C'mon! LEmme show you!" Leslie grabs Elijah and drags him over to Thalia's Pine, where the dragon Peleus is curled up by its roots. "Ta-da! Dragon!"
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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, they have an advantage. They can beat you, because their parent is the god of war. You see?"
"And? I have to train past that. An advantage doesn't guarantee a victory, and second best isnt enough.."
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... Oh. You havn't seen the dragon yet. C'mon! LEmme show you!" Leslie grabs Elijah and drags him over to Thalia's Pine, where the dragon Peleus is curled up by its roots. "Ta-da! Dragon!"
Elijah approaches the tree a few steps, see’s the dragon, and jumps back. “AH- that’s… not how I imagined dragons looked like… it’s kinda… snakey?”
A small girl sits on the doorstep of the aphrodite cabin, fiddling with her bracelet and waiting for something or other. She wears a layered combination of a white long-sleeve shirt and a pink tee over top, as well as an INORDINATE amount of friendship bracelets on her wrists. All sorts of them, too, Kandi beads, yarn, rainbow loom bands, you name it. Her fluffy mop of brown hair comes to an end just past her chin.
Regina walks over, standing nearby "Huh.. Dont think Ive seen you around before. New arrival?"
"Yeah. Well, sorta. It's been a few weeks." she deliberately avoids making eye contact with you.
"And... Are you currently lost, or have you been claimed this quickly?"
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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)
In the cold air of the dawn at camp Half-Blood, the sound of trickling water can be distantly heard, probably from one of the many creeks throughout the camp.
Sitting at the edge of one of those cheeks, feet resting in the frigid water, entirely unbothered by the cold, is a bear of a teenager, a 16 year old Half Giant demigod, named Liam, Demi god of fishing. He holds a fishing rod too small for him gingerly in his hands, as not to break it, hairy and strong, but usually silent, and when he does speak he speaks meekly, soft spoken. Four cans of nonalcoholic beer sit next to him, just outside of the water, each of them empty, shipped straight from his old home of Vancouver. He hums to himself silent, pulling in another fish just to let it go immediately.
... Oh. You havn't seen the dragon yet. C'mon! LEmme show you!" Leslie grabs Elijah and drags him over to Thalia's Pine, where the dragon Peleus is curled up by its roots. "Ta-da! Dragon!"
Elijah approaches the tree a few steps, see’s the dragon, and jumps back. “AH- that’s… not how I imagined dragons looked like… it’s kinda… snakey?”
"Yeah. It's pretty cool!" I crouch down and take out my notebook, continueing on a half-finished sketch of the dragon, whilst taking notes on it's anatomy.
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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. You havn't seen the dragon yet. C'mon! LEmme show you!" Leslie grabs Elijah and drags him over to Thalia's Pine, where the dragon Peleus is curled up by its roots. "Ta-da! Dragon!"
Elijah approaches the tree a few steps, see’s the dragon, and jumps back. “AH- that’s… not how I imagined dragons looked like… it’s kinda… snakey?”
"Yeah. It's pretty cool!" I crouch down and take out my notebook, continueing on a half-finished sketch of the dragon, whilst taking notes on it's anatomy.
Elijah peers over her shoulder, curious. “Wow… that’s really cool.”
In the cold air of the dawn at camp Half-Blood, the sound of trickling water can be distantly heard, probably from one of the many creeks throughout the camp.
Sitting at the edge of one of those cheeks, feet resting in the frigid water, entirely unbothered by the cold, is a bear of a teenager, a 16 year old Half Giant demigod, named Liam, Demi god of fishing. He holds a fishing rod too small for him gingerly in his hands, as not to break it, hairy and strong, but usually silent, and when he does speak he speaks meekly, soft spoken. Four cans of nonalcoholic beer sit next to him, just outside of the water, each of them empty, shipped straight from his old home of Vancouver. He hums to himself silent, pulling in another fish just to let it go immediately.
*Just makin’ sure this don’t get buried.*
Angelo walks by, grabs a can of the nonalcoholic beer, and walks off drinking it.
*Ninja’d me!*
Liam reaches down to grab that exact can, seeing that it’s gone, before looking back to Angelo, speaking softly “Eh… that was mine…” He puts down his rod.
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*why are everyone’s characters like, actually so fun?*
*Anyone else?*
"Hey, by that logic, so are you! But again, no rules laid down!" She starts trying to quickly crawl to continue, but given how thrown off they both are, that doesn't get very far before stumbling again "Ugh.. Should we just call this one a draw?"
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.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
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
“Sorry, what do you mean, ‘have you seen the dragon?’ What do you mean there’s a dragon?!”
"A break?? Thats a slippery hill, you know... Every day not spent actively improving is a day of loss.. And besides, Im not at the top yet! Still cant beat most of the Ares kids at sparing... Only thing I really have solid is speed"
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)
*Because yes.*
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
"But, they have an advantage. They can beat you, because their parent is the god of war. You see?"
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
"Yeah. Well, sorta. It's been a few weeks." she deliberately avoids making eye contact with you.
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
*CUT WITH ARCH*
... Oh. You havn't seen the dragon yet. C'mon! LEmme show you!" Leslie grabs Elijah and drags him over to Thalia's Pine, where the dragon Peleus is curled up by its roots. "Ta-da! Dragon!"
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
"And? I have to train past that. An advantage doesn't guarantee a victory, and second best isnt enough.."
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)
Elijah approaches the tree a few steps, see’s the dragon, and jumps back. “AH- that’s… not how I imagined dragons looked like… it’s kinda… snakey?”
"And... Are you currently lost, or have you been claimed this quickly?"
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)
*It is just me, or are there more replies on this thread than there are views?*
*Anyone other than Cyno?*
"Yeah. It's pretty cool!" I crouch down and take out my notebook, continueing on a half-finished sketch of the dragon, whilst taking notes on it's anatomy.
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 are.*
*it seems I transcend existence and have infinite power, my dear.*
Elijah peers over her shoulder, curious. “Wow… that’s really cool.”
*Ninja’d me!*
Liam reaches down to grab that exact can, seeing that it’s gone, before looking back to Angelo, speaking softly “Eh… that was mine…” He puts down his rod.