Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
Onyx is watching him. "Hey! Flip! Try the tamp of the Climbing wall!"
"Oh yeah! Someone mentioned that!"
He meanders over to the climbing wall to start the climb.
"Oh dear. That does not look easy."
He looks up at the looming structure, with its belching lava and protruding spikes.
"I can shadow travel you up there if you want... In fact, I could go much, much higher!"
"Oh, you could? That'd be great, thanks! But maybe only, I don't know, 60 feet up for now. I'm not sure what my limits are."
"Sure! Hold on tight until I tell you to let go!" Onyx. shadow travels up to the top of the climbing wall. "Here we are!"
"Alright, let's see here. This looks to be about 45, maybe 50 feet high, so I should be good."
"Alright!" Onyx flips off Flip then flips Flip off the clibing wall.
"What was that fo- waugHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
He tumbles down, hitting the wall and landing face down.
In the lava.
"... Whoops... Um..." Onyx shadow travels down and picks him up from the lava, splashing Necter onto him.
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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, nothing a good run doesn't fix, right?" she meets his pace
“Chasing someone down with a knife is almost as motivating as being chased down by someone with a knife.” He puts his weapon away. “You got a death wish or were you trying to lead me into a trap?”
"I was hoping i could tire you out. you run like a sprinter"
“Ha. I could have probably tailed you all the way around camp.”
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“Jumping you and robbing you for everything you’re worth.” Angelo says nonchalantly. “I was claimed by Hermes today and he told me I should spend my day robbing people for him.”
Liam is sitting outside for the Artemis cabin, making a small harp out of string and scavenged wood, whittling the holes slowly and carefully. He’s sitting alone, an unopened pack of nonalcoholic beer sitting next to him.
The new arrival is the mess hall, eating alone with his eyes closed, humming to himself as he bites into the mundane but enjoyable food. His skin seems to glow with a little radiance, but that might just be skin lotion.
*Anybody?*
(Sure)
Luna sits down next to the new person “you just get here?”
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Liam is sitting outside for the Artemis cabin, making a small harp out of string and scavenged wood, whittling the holes slowly and carefully. He’s sitting alone, an unopened pack of nonalcoholic beer sitting next to him.
The new arrival is the mess hall, eating alone with his eyes closed, humming to himself as he bites into the mundane but enjoyable food. His skin seems to glow with a little radiance, but that might just be skin lotion.
*Anybody?*
Angelo walks by, opens the case of beer, grabs one, then walks away without saying anything.
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Liam is sitting outside for the Artemis cabin, making a small harp out of string and scavenged wood, whittling the holes slowly and carefully. He’s sitting alone, an unopened pack of nonalcoholic beer sitting next to him.
The new arrival is the mess hall, eating alone with his eyes closed, humming to himself as he bites into the mundane but enjoyable food. His skin seems to glow with a little radiance, but that might just be skin lotion.
*Anybody?*
(Sure)
Luna sits down next to the new person “you just get here?”
He looks up to them, opening his eyes, his voice soft and charismatic “Yeah, totally, why?”
"Well, nothing a good run doesn't fix, right?" she meets his pace
“Chasing someone down with a knife is almost as motivating as being chased down by someone with a knife.” He puts his weapon away. “You got a death wish or were you trying to lead me into a trap?”
"I was hoping i could tire you out. you run like a sprinter"
“Ha. I could have probably tailed you all the way around camp.”
"It woulda been fun, though." She laughs and stops to take a breather
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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
“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
“I don’t remember. Some girl with a purple shirt. Really damn irritating and said she’s a camp counselor or whatever.” He absentmindedly flips his knife.
“She just.. tried magic on you?” Sadbhbán closes their eyes for a moment and sighs. “Too many new people. That should not have been allowed to happen, especially not by a camp counsellor. We don’t just do magic on people. It’s dangerous. I can only apologise.”
“She dragged me around, pointed a spear at me, and then tried to hit me. I mean, damn, am I really that much of a hittable target? Don’t answer that. I was going to stab her back but honestly, I’m a little tired of getting blamed for fights. I mean, if I’m gonna get blamed for it, it should at least be my fault.”
“That doesn’t sound a lot like magic. It sounds like someone trying to hit you. And I haven’t felt the urge to hit you at all, so it must be a them thing. You’ve been in a lot of fights since you got here? I’d probably avoid it. Even the most innocuous looking individual could be hiding some kind of back pocket power. “
“Jumping you and robbing you for everything you’re worth.” Angelo says nonchalantly. “I was claimed by Hermes today and he told me I should spend my day robbing people for him.”
“Wait… what?”
Angelo jumps down from the tree. “You heard me. Give me all your money.”
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*tessa's unoficcial job is to help other demigods get claimed.*
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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
Liam is sitting outside for the Artemis cabin, making a small harp out of string and scavenged wood, whittling the holes slowly and carefully. He’s sitting alone, an unopened pack of nonalcoholic beer sitting next to him.
The new arrival is the mess hall, eating alone with his eyes closed, humming to himself as he bites into the mundane but enjoyable food. His skin seems to glow with a little radiance, but that might just be skin lotion.
*Anybody?*
Angelo walks by, opens the case of beer, grabs one, then walks away without saying anything.
Liam catches them by the collar of their shirt with a hand, his voice less meek than usual, a little angry, “Learn to ask, Angelo.”
Flip is testing to see how far he can fall. Unfortunately, the highest spot he can find is only 40 feet high...
“Hey, forest boy.” Evan says, remembering him from their previous encounter in the forest.
"Hey there! How ya doin'?" Flip faintly remembers his encounter with Evan. "I decided to give up on the whole forest camp thing, thanks to getting jumped in the middle of the night by a scorpion."
“Oof. Normal sized, right?”
"Um, do you classify 'normal sized' as the size of a bear around here? Because if that's the case, then it was very, very normal sized. I still have the wound!"
He pulls up his shirt to reveal what looks like a golf ball sized welt.
"You should've seen it before. It was at least as big as a tennis ball."
"It woulda been fun, though." She laughs and stops to take a breather
He grins. “What’s your name?”
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“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
“I don’t remember. Some girl with a purple shirt. Really damn irritating and said she’s a camp counselor or whatever.” He absentmindedly flips his knife.
“She just.. tried magic on you?” Sadbhbán closes their eyes for a moment and sighs. “Too many new people. That should not have been allowed to happen, especially not by a camp counsellor. We don’t just do magic on people. It’s dangerous. I can only apologise.”
*In my defence, he consented! I was like, 'Imma show you something cool!' and he was like 'Okay!' you see?*
*I’m raising my eyebrow at you. This is me raising my eyebrow.*
*They, not he. Unsure about your second question at the moment, but I know quite a bit of the lore so potentially a veteran - 4 or 5 years?*
*Oh okay.*
A female camper, named Onyx, who has bee nhere for 5 years, walks up the hill behind them in a custom CHB t-shirt.
"Hey! Sadbhbán! You're late. Summer's already started. How are ya?"
*Sadbhán is pronounced like Si-ven, by the way. Don’t worry about the he thing.*
“I am late! It’s good to see you, Onyx.” They make a show of checking an imaginary watch. “What have I missed? Nothing drastic, I hope?”
"Well, first of all, there are a lot of newbies. The Hermes Cabin is... very full. I can't waid until they finish the Nyx cabin for me... So annoying! But, also, theres like, a lot of drama. All those kids trapped in one building... there's been a few fights."
*Doot*
*Thanks.*
“Not too many fights, I hope. You’re not going to mind being in a cabin all by yourself? I kind of like the Hermes bustle, myself. When I’m not being robbed and elbowed. Why are the newbies fighting?”
"Yeah. There's only been one so far. Hah! I hate it. So much noise. It's ironic, being the grandchild of Chaos, but I don't like Chaos. AS for why they were fighting? I have no idea."
“They probably had no idea, to be fair. It’s easy to forget we’re all still young and stupid. Except us, of course.” Sadbhbán pauses and considers. “Nyx is night, right? The night is peaceful. Kind of an absence of Chaos.”
"Eh. I guess. Um... there was something else I was gonna say... Oh! Yeah. There's this new kid, Angelo. He's kinda rude, but... somethigs off about him."
“What do you mean, off? He tries hard to be unlikeable, sure, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
"Well... you being a child of Hecate, *they are, right? If not, ignore this and put whatever their godly parent would be* I thought you might know something about this... Angelo can't see through the mist."
*Yes, they are*. “Not at all? That’s odd. And dangerous. He’s never actually seen a monster, then. He just thinks cops and homeless people want him dead on a regular basis. It also means he probably thinks we’re all crazy. Far as I know, that would need to be deliberate by somebody. The Mist isn’t alive, it doesn’t just decide to screw with people. But gods can decide to screw with people. I’ll keep an eye on him. It’s possible he’s being punished for something, or some god just thought it’d be funny.”
"Thanks... I almost killed myself last night from trying to do increasingly powerful cthonic magic, and it was just... like nothing. He started contradicting himself, doing weird stuff... It was strange. And, apparently, theres more to him. Leslie apparently knows more about him, but she refused to tell me... He's strange. I would try and see if magic weapons would work on him, but I doubt that'd go well..."
*Doot*
*Thanks again.*
”Onyx, for the love of the gods, do not try and just do magic to people. Especially not people that are predisposed to not be able to dodge. It’s dangerous. And he probably has a lot of resentment about it, even if he can’t remember what actually happened. We are not trying to hit him with magic weapons. And.. take a rest for a few days. Lots of magic in a short space really takes it out of you, and you said yourself you almost died. I do not want another funeral. OK?”
"First of all, I was like, 'Hey! Imma show you something neat!' and I shadow traveled behind him! He was confused, so then I shadow traveld with him to a spot behind the campfire! Then, I did my whole scary thing, it didn't work, then I made a spear of darkness, he was like, 'Oh! That's always been there!' and I made it disapear, and he was like, 'What spear? You've never had a spear!' and it was so fricken confusing and I think I might've passed out! I never actually hit him! But... you're right... I guess it was pretty dangerous..."
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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.
“Yea. The weapons are all… feudal crap though. You’re not going to find anything more useful there. But a lot of people are willing to fight you here which is fun.”
"Well I don't need a weapon, got good old reliable here with me," he says motioning to the large gnarled stick he has leaning against the table beside him. "But thanks, I'll look for that place next and see what I can knock around over there."
Asada silently enjoys his food while the two of them talk. He notices his drink isn't cold, so he touches the glass and mutters something, causing the surface of the cup to chill before taking a sip.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“That doesn’t sound a lot like magic. It sounds like someone trying to hit you. And I haven’t felt the urge to hit you at all, so it must be a them thing. You’ve been in a lot of fights since you got here? I’d probably avoid it. Even the most innocuous looking individual could be hiding some kind of back pocket power. “
“Hard to avoid fights. They usually just find me. Don’t really know why, I’ve been told I have a lovely and charming personality.”
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Liam is sitting outside for the Artemis cabin, making a small harp out of string and scavenged wood, whittling the holes slowly and carefully. He’s sitting alone, an unopened pack of nonalcoholic beer sitting next to him.
The new arrival is the mess hall, eating alone with his eyes closed, humming to himself as he bites into the mundane but enjoyable food. His skin seems to glow with a little radiance, but that might just be skin lotion.
*Anybody?*
(Sure)
Luna sits down next to the new person “you just get here?”
He looks up to them, opening his eyes, his voice soft and charismatic “Yeah, totally, why?”
“Because I haven’t seen you around here before” she shrugs
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“Last question, I promise. Who was demonstrating magic? And what exactly were they doing?” Sadbhbán considers. “After that, we can go back to you calling me a nerd and me calling you stupid. Or something else.”
“I don’t remember. Some girl with a purple shirt. Really damn irritating and said she’s a camp counselor or whatever.” He absentmindedly flips his knife.
“She just.. tried magic on you?” Sadbhbán closes their eyes for a moment and sighs. “Too many new people. That should not have been allowed to happen, especially not by a camp counsellor. We don’t just do magic on people. It’s dangerous. I can only apologise.”
*In my defence, he consented! I was like, 'Imma show you something cool!' and he was like 'Okay!' you see?*
*I’m raising my eyebrow at you. This is me raising my eyebrow.*
*...*
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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.
"... Whoops... Um..." Onyx shadow travels down and picks him up from the lava, splashing Necter onto him.
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
“Ha. I could have probably tailed you all the way around camp.”
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“Wait… what?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
(Sure)
Luna sits down next to the new person “you just get here?”
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
Angelo walks by, opens the case of beer, grabs one, then walks away without saying anything.
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He looks up to them, opening his eyes, his voice soft and charismatic “Yeah, totally, why?”
"It woulda been fun, though." She laughs and stops to take a breather
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
“That doesn’t sound a lot like magic. It sounds like someone trying to hit you. And I haven’t felt the urge to hit you at all, so it must be a them thing. You’ve been in a lot of fights since you got here? I’d probably avoid it. Even the most innocuous looking individual could be hiding some kind of back pocket power. “
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Angelo jumps down from the tree. “You heard me. Give me all your money.”
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*tessa's unoficcial job is to help other demigods get claimed.*
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
Liam catches them by the collar of their shirt with a hand, his voice less meek than usual, a little angry, “Learn to ask, Angelo.”
"Um, do you classify 'normal sized' as the size of a bear around here? Because if that's the case, then it was very, very normal sized. I still have the wound!"
He pulls up his shirt to reveal what looks like a golf ball sized welt.
"You should've seen it before. It was at least as big as a tennis ball."
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He grins. “What’s your name?”
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*I’m raising my eyebrow at you. This is me raising my eyebrow.*
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"First of all, I was like, 'Hey! Imma show you something neat!' and I shadow traveled behind him! He was confused, so then I shadow traveld with him to a spot behind the campfire! Then, I did my whole scary thing, it didn't work, then I made a spear of darkness, he was like, 'Oh! That's always been there!' and I made it disapear, and he was like, 'What spear? You've never had a spear!' and it was so fricken confusing and I think I might've passed out! I never actually hit him! But... you're right... I guess it was pretty dangerous..."
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
"Well I don't need a weapon, got good old reliable here with me," he says motioning to the large gnarled stick he has leaning against the table beside him. "But thanks, I'll look for that place next and see what I can knock around over there."
Asada silently enjoys his food while the two of them talk. He notices his drink isn't cold, so he touches the glass and mutters something, causing the surface of the cup to chill before taking a sip.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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“Hard to avoid fights. They usually just find me. Don’t really know why, I’ve been told I have a lovely and charming personality.”
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“Because I haven’t seen you around here before” she shrugs
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
*...*
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 looks surprisingly fine, considering the circumstances. He only appears mildly... crispy. The Nectar washes away any remains of injury.
"WHat was thAT FOR? Why'd you flip me off? *hurt*"
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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)