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
“And I’d be right to assume you’ve been here longer than me? Nice to meet you, have a seat if you’ve got nothing better to do.”
She sits down “been here a couple years now”
“Really? I only learned about this place a little ago. Do you have a god parent?”
“If I do, they haven’t acknowledged my existence yet. How did you hear about this place?”
“When I was being taken here, outside of that I had no clue this place existed, explains my absent father though.” He says with a shrug, “Are you hungry? I could get you something to eat.”
“I could use a bite. What are they serving today?”
“Mash potatoes and spinach greens, with some fish on the side.” He says, getting up to go get them some.
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."
“You should go to the Apollo cabin for healing.”
*NOO THE APOLLO CABIN IS DEEPLY OVERWORKED THEY JUST WANT SLEEP*
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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.
*Apologies again - I have a few interactions going and it’s easy to miss things.*
“You think? Your divine parent, you assume? I never got anything like that. My set of things I can do has a little overlap with yours.. I’m a child of Hecate, though by no means are Hecate’s children the only ones able to pull off magic. That’s very interesting. Sending you a message but not claiming you is odd, though.. if it was your divine parent. Maybe you have some other kind of helper.”
“Could be. Is this it? Waiting in camp all summer, praying that you’ll be noticed?”
“What? No! We do other things. Campfires, capture the flag, sports, training, even singalongs if you’re up for it, plus whatever you want to spend your free time doing. We don’t just sit around and pray, that sounds dreadful. I’d never come back.”
“I meant in regards to our parents. One might think the least you could do is let your kids know they’re your kids.”
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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!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
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
“And I’d be right to assume you’ve been here longer than me? Nice to meet you, have a seat if you’ve got nothing better to do.”
She sits down “been here a couple years now”
“Really? I only learned about this place a little ago. Do you have a god parent?”
“If I do, they haven’t acknowledged my existence yet. How did you hear about this place?”
“When I was being taken here, outside of that I had no clue this place existed, explains my absent father though.” He says with a shrug, “Are you hungry? I could get you something to eat.”
“I could use a bite. What are they serving today?”
“Mash potatoes and spinach greens, with some fish on the side.” He says, getting up to go get them some.
She waits for him to come back
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Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
*Apologies again - I have a few interactions going and it’s easy to miss things.*
“You think? Your divine parent, you assume? I never got anything like that. My set of things I can do has a little overlap with yours.. I’m a child of Hecate, though by no means are Hecate’s children the only ones able to pull off magic. That’s very interesting. Sending you a message but not claiming you is odd, though.. if it was your divine parent. Maybe you have some other kind of helper.”
“Could be. Is this it? Waiting in camp all summer, praying that you’ll be noticed?”
“What? No! We do other things. Campfires, capture the flag, sports, training, even singalongs if you’re up for it, plus whatever you want to spend your free time doing. We don’t just sit around and pray, that sounds dreadful. I’d never come back.”
“I meant in regards to our parents. One might think the least you could do is let your kids know they’re your kids.”
*battle of manhattan flashbacks*
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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.
"It hasn't let me down before, so I see no reason to change that now. Besides, there is something...beautifully unsettling about a man deciding to forgo giving you a quick end by a blade and instead deciding to bludgeon you slowly to death with a blunt piece of wood, ya know?" He says nonchalantly before going back to his food.
He raises an eyebrow. “Beautifully unsettling is certainly a way to describe it. That just seems like beating someone with a stick until they die. I think monkeys do that.”
"That's fair. I've been told I have a very...morbid was of seeing things, finding beauty and meaning in stuff that would upset or frighten most people. Either way, I like hitting things with my stick, so i'll keep doing that.
“Yea. Morbid. Bit of a psychopathic comment but who am I to judge, I set up camp in the woods and wait for people to walk by so I can jump them.”
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After eating, Asada goes to find a part of the camp away from any buildings or other structures as he looks through his purple tome. "Ok...so the earlier incantations seem to be easier to cast, lighter on my own energy reserves to maintain....these are more taxing. But which one to try first...?"
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“Yeah, you are a damsel in distress, aren’t you?” He smiles back at them, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, opening his own can of nonalcoholic beer.
“Oh absolutely. I’m completely helpless and animals love me. Probably up until I kill them and skin them for hide.”
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"It hasn't let me down before, so I see no reason to change that now. Besides, there is something...beautifully unsettling about a man deciding to forgo giving you a quick end by a blade and instead deciding to bludgeon you slowly to death with a blunt piece of wood, ya know?" He says nonchalantly before going back to his food.
He raises an eyebrow. “Beautifully unsettling is certainly a way to describe it. That just seems like beating someone with a stick until they die. I think monkeys do that.”
"That's fair. I've been told I have a very...morbid was of seeing things, finding beauty and meaning in stuff that would upset or frighten most people. Either way, I like hitting things with my stick, so i'll keep doing that.
“Yea. Morbid. Bit of a psychopathic comment but who am I to judge, I set up camp in the woods and wait for people to walk by so I can jump them.”
"Sounds fun, have you tried making scary sounds or rushling any bushes and branches to unnerve them before ambushing them. Their reaction is much greater when they are in a panic." He says with a chuckle.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"Hmm... You do realize that if anyone would be able to do it, it'd either be an Olympian, or Hecate? Not many monsters or 'minor' gods have that much control of the mist. And if it is one of the Olympians... they probably won't be willing to lift their curse."
“We can hope they don’t notice, I suppose. Leaving Angelo blind to monsters is not something I’m inclined to do. What could he possibly have done to make that the response? Stolen something? Killed something?”
"Sounds fun, have you tried making scary sounds or rushling any bushes and branches to unnerve them before ambushing them. Their reaction is much greater when they are in a panic." He says with a chuckle.
“I try not to give away my position, but it’s fun to take a knife and start sprinting after people. I should do that more often, actually.”
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"That's okay. You wanna be alone, I can leave" she offers
”If you want. I was talking more about how I get endless damn lectures on magic.”
"Well I won't give you none." she reaches into her bag and pulls out a candy bar. "Want some?"
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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
“Yeah, you are a damsel in distress, aren’t you?” He smiles back at them, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, opening his own can of nonalcoholic beer.
“Oh absolutely. I’m completely helpless and animals love me. Probably up until I kill them and skin them for hide.”
“Sounds like you would fit right in with the Ares kids, or maybe with the Hunters and I.” He says, downing the can and crushing it “I certainly don’t have many friends among the hunters.”
"That's okay. You wanna be alone, I can leave" she offers
”If you want. I was talking more about how I get endless damn lectures on magic.”
"Well I won't give you none." she reaches into her bag and pulls out a candy bar. "Want some?"
He stares it. “Yea. What is that?”
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"Hmm... You do realize that if anyone would be able to do it, it'd either be an Olympian, or Hecate? Not many monsters or 'minor' gods have that much control of the mist. And if it is one of the Olympians... they probably won't be willing to lift their curse."
“We can hope they don’t notice, I suppose. Leaving Angelo blind to monsters is not something I’m inclined to do. What could he possibly have done to make that the response? Stolen something? Killed something?”
"... I'm not sure. But, whatever it is... It would probably have something to do with whatever Regina knows..."
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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.
“Yeah, you are a damsel in distress, aren’t you?” He smiles back at them, rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, opening his own can of nonalcoholic beer.
“Oh absolutely. I’m completely helpless and animals love me. Probably up until I kill them and skin them for hide.”
“Sounds like you would fit right in with the Ares kids, or maybe with the Hunters and I.” He says, downing the can and crushing it “I certainly don’t have many friends among the hunters.”
“Yea? Cause you don’t talk until people rob you? Ares kids also hate me. I think I’ve gotten in a fight with a little under half of them.”
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“Mash potatoes and spinach greens, with some fish on the side.” He says, getting up to go get them some.
*NOO THE APOLLO CABIN IS DEEPLY OVERWORKED THEY JUST WANT SLEEP*
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
“I meant in regards to our parents. One might think the least you could do is let your kids know they’re your kids.”
I’m a decent DM and an above average rules lawyer
I have several complete Pokedexes | I may be stupid, but at least I’m not smart!
Stay Paranoid!! My Drummer given title is… Swift as the Dragon
May the dice roll ever in your favor
She waits for him to come back
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
*battle of manhattan flashbacks*
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
“Yea. Morbid. Bit of a psychopathic comment but who am I to judge, I set up camp in the woods and wait for people to walk by so I can jump them.”
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*Cut for Moon.*
He walks back with a plate for them, refilling his own plate and putting it down in front of them, “Here you go, madam.”
After eating, Asada goes to find a part of the camp away from any buildings or other structures as he looks through his purple tome. "Ok...so the earlier incantations seem to be easier to cast, lighter on my own energy reserves to maintain....these are more taxing. But which one to try first...?"
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Thank you” she smiles, digging in to her food
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
“Oh absolutely. I’m completely helpless and animals love me. Probably up until I kill them and skin them for hide.”
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"Sounds fun, have you tried making scary sounds or rushling any bushes and branches to unnerve them before ambushing them. Their reaction is much greater when they are in a panic." He says with a chuckle.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
He begins to eat his seconds, sitting back down, “I don’t think I caught your name?”
“We can hope they don’t notice, I suppose. Leaving Angelo blind to monsters is not something I’m inclined to do. What could he possibly have done to make that the response? Stolen something? Killed something?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
“I try not to give away my position, but it’s fun to take a knife and start sprinting after people. I should do that more often, actually.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Well I won't give you none." she reaches into her bag and pulls out a candy bar. "Want some?"
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
“Sounds like you would fit right in with the Ares kids, or maybe with the Hunters and I.” He says, downing the can and crushing it “I certainly don’t have many friends among the hunters.”
He stares it. “Yea. What is that?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"... I'm not sure. But, whatever it is... It would probably have something to do with whatever Regina knows..."
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
“Yea? Cause you don’t talk until people rob you? Ares kids also hate me. I think I’ve gotten in a fight with a little under half of them.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • redpelt’s biggest fan :) DM, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“I’m Luna, how about you?”
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use