Why... Why is Khaos blocking random things...? Why is my vision imperfect... I was given this gift to help, SO WHY CAN'T I HELP?! Why cn't I fix everything... I see infinite futures spiraling off, but there could be infinite other s I don't see... I need to break that barrier... I need to see the tapestry the threads of fate spin... and if necesary... tear it all down so I can rebuild the future... WHY ISN'T IT WORKING?! ... No. Stay calm. Look to the future. Try again. Form the lines of the prophesy... the prophesy that will save us all. Multiple have been made, but they are too scattered. Too little. We need the next Great Prophesy... but something is wrong. The future... What...? I see... I see deeper than I've gone before, and then- oh no. It shatters. The barriers are gone... I see others. Rachel. Lester. Magnnus. Sadie. Seven Half-bloods must answer the call. The Khaos Serpent is rising. Fenir Wolf is rising. All these branching paths, I see not only what can be... but what could've been. But... Khaos... Oh no. Seven Half-bloods must answer the call. To storm or fire, the world must fall. The world. Gaia. Gaia, gaia... Heroes of Olympus... Gaia... Fighting Khaos? Khaos has dominion... what... WHAT IS GOING ON?! THere... there is only one answer. I will find it. I WILL FIND THE SECRETS.
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
The rush of the wind nearly puts out the burning embers on the end of Atticus' cigarette as he flies away from Ares cabin, tears obscuring his vision
He lands infront of the grave, Cordon's. He stoops down to pick up the silver card, a bit melted and burnt "Atticus. Herul. Gods, you're a pathetic [GP], aren't you?" he cackles, throwing his fist into a tree, directly through it. He holds out his hand as it bleeds, laughing at the pain, laughing at the world
Silence, as he takes a deep drag, spitting out the cigarrete butt by the headstone. Exhale, a cloud of nicotine, inhale, pain. His wings melt away into shadow, forming a cloud. The cloud of darkness wafts in front of Atticus, forming a figure of a man, tall and brooding. "You were right dad... I shouldn't exist. I should have died. It should have been me, not you.."
He holds out his hands again, staring at the bleeding one. He tightens his grip, a surge of energy going through his whole body. "Noctis, I'm sorry." he punches the tree again, looking up at it and noticing a heavy limb on the brink of collapse The wind blows, chilling his spine. Drip, drip-- blood.
"Let's just... see what happens." he sobs and lays under the tree, under the limb that could crush him if it were to fall
He lights up another puffy stick and closes his eyes, waiting for death should it come.
*interact if you so choose*
*No? Okay..*
*Auntie?*
“Ya know, I wouldn’t nap under that branch if I were you.” he would hear a gruff voice speak down to him as he can sense a figure standings a few feet in front of him.”
"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
“I…you don’t need to thank me. I just want Atticus to be happy, and Cordon…I don’t know him as well as you or even Atticus but…he is one of the few people here that I have known during my many summers here and…he’s been one of the very few to never really…freak out at my appearance, or at least not judge me for it…plus he has been through a lot himself…”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
“I…you don’t need to thank me. I just want Atticus to be happy, and Cordon…I don’t know him as well as you or even Atticus but…he is one of the few people here that I have known during my many summers here and…he’s been one of the very few to never really…freak out at my appearance, or at least not judge me for it…plus he has been through a lot himself…”
"Mmm..."
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
The rush of the wind nearly puts out the burning embers on the end of Atticus' cigarette as he flies away from Ares cabin, tears obscuring his vision
He lands infront of the grave, Cordon's. He stoops down to pick up the silver card, a bit melted and burnt "Atticus. Herul. Gods, you're a pathetic [GP], aren't you?" he cackles, throwing his fist into a tree, directly through it. He holds out his hand as it bleeds, laughing at the pain, laughing at the world
Silence, as he takes a deep drag, spitting out the cigarrete butt by the headstone. Exhale, a cloud of nicotine, inhale, pain. His wings melt away into shadow, forming a cloud. The cloud of darkness wafts in front of Atticus, forming a figure of a man, tall and brooding. "You were right dad... I shouldn't exist. I should have died. It should have been me, not you.."
He holds out his hands again, staring at the bleeding one. He tightens his grip, a surge of energy going through his whole body. "Noctis, I'm sorry." he punches the tree again, looking up at it and noticing a heavy limb on the brink of collapse The wind blows, chilling his spine. Drip, drip-- blood.
"Let's just... see what happens." he sobs and lays under the tree, under the limb that could crush him if it were to fall
He lights up another puffy stick and closes his eyes, waiting for death should it come.
*interact if you so choose*
*No? Okay..*
*Auntie?*
“Ya know, I wouldn’t nap under that branch if I were you.” he would hear a gruff voice speak down to him as he can sense a figure standings a few feet in front of him.”
"And why not?" he blows out some smoke
“Well I’m figuring you don’t want to get hurt…or worse.”
"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
“I…you don’t need to thank me. I just want Atticus to be happy, and Cordon…I don’t know him as well as you or even Atticus but…he is one of the few people here that I have known during my many summers here and…he’s been one of the very few to never really…freak out at my appearance, or at least not judge me for it…plus he has been through a lot himself…”
"Mmm..."
“Anyways, I’ll need to set up this date then. If you see your father being dragged into a shadow tomorrow, it’ll probably be me taking him to the date.”
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
“I…you don’t need to thank me. I just want Atticus to be happy, and Cordon…I don’t know him as well as you or even Atticus but…he is one of the few people here that I have known during my many summers here and…he’s been one of the very few to never really…freak out at my appearance, or at least not judge me for it…plus he has been through a lot himself…”
"Mmm..."
“Anyways, I’ll need to set up this date then. If you see your father being dragged into a shadow tomorrow, it’ll probably be me taking him to the date.”
"PROBABLY?!?!"
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
The rush of the wind nearly puts out the burning embers on the end of Atticus' cigarette as he flies away from Ares cabin, tears obscuring his vision
He lands infront of the grave, Cordon's. He stoops down to pick up the silver card, a bit melted and burnt "Atticus. Herul. Gods, you're a pathetic [GP], aren't you?" he cackles, throwing his fist into a tree, directly through it. He holds out his hand as it bleeds, laughing at the pain, laughing at the world
Silence, as he takes a deep drag, spitting out the cigarrete butt by the headstone. Exhale, a cloud of nicotine, inhale, pain. His wings melt away into shadow, forming a cloud. The cloud of darkness wafts in front of Atticus, forming a figure of a man, tall and brooding. "You were right dad... I shouldn't exist. I should have died. It should have been me, not you.."
He holds out his hands again, staring at the bleeding one. He tightens his grip, a surge of energy going through his whole body. "Noctis, I'm sorry." he punches the tree again, looking up at it and noticing a heavy limb on the brink of collapse The wind blows, chilling his spine. Drip, drip-- blood.
"Let's just... see what happens." he sobs and lays under the tree, under the limb that could crush him if it were to fall
He lights up another puffy stick and closes his eyes, waiting for death should it come.
*interact if you so choose*
*No? Okay..*
*Auntie?*
“Ya know, I wouldn’t nap under that branch if I were you.” he would hear a gruff voice speak down to him as he can sense a figure standings a few feet in front of him.”
"And why not?" he blows out some smoke
“Well I’m figuring you don’t want to get hurt…or worse.”
"Are you threatening me or something?"
“….if giving you a warning about the heavy branch dangling precariously over you is a threat, then sure. I’ll even add in an additional threat in the form of asking if you are upset and need to talk about it. Oohhh so threatening.” The voice says dryly. He had heard this voice before around the camp, usually in the arena.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
“…fair point”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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Why... Why is Khaos blocking random things...? Why is my vision imperfect... I was given this gift to help, SO WHY CAN'T I HELP?! Why cn't I fix everything... I see infinite futures spiraling off, but there could be infinite other s I don't see... I need to break that barrier... I need to see the tapestry the threads of fate spin... and if necesary... tear it all down so I can rebuild the future... WHY ISN'T IT WORKING?! ... No. Stay calm. Look to the future. Try again. Form the lines of the prophesy... the prophesy that will save us all. Multiple have been made, but they are too scattered. Too little. We need the next Great Prophesy... but something is wrong. The future... What...? I see... I see deeper than I've gone before, and then- oh no. It shatters. The barriers are gone... I see others. Rachel. Lester. Magnnus. Sadie. Seven Half-bloods must answer the call. The Khaos Serpent is rising. Fenir Wolf is rising. All these branching paths, I see not only what can be... but what could've been. But... Khaos... Oh no. Seven Half-bloods must answer the call. To storm or fire, the world must fall. The world. Gaia. Gaia, gaia... Heroes of Olympus... Gaia... Fighting Khaos? Khaos has dominion... what... WHAT IS GOING ON?! THere... there is only one answer. I will find it. I WILL FIND THE SECRETS.
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*Done!*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
"... Thanks..."
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Ya know, I wouldn’t nap under that branch if I were you.” he would hear a gruff voice speak down to him as he can sense a figure standings a few feet in front of him.”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“Thanks?”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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"For getting them back together... I was scared for my dad... he's been through a lot... and I wondered when he'd just... snap."
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“I…you don’t need to thank me. I just want Atticus to be happy, and Cordon…I don’t know him as well as you or even Atticus but…he is one of the few people here that I have known during my many summers here and…he’s been one of the very few to never really…freak out at my appearance, or at least not judge me for it…plus he has been through a lot himself…”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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"Mmm..."
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Well I’m figuring you don’t want to get hurt…or worse.”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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“Anyways, I’ll need to set up this date then. If you see your father being dragged into a shadow tomorrow, it’ll probably be me taking him to the date.”
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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*I’m back.*
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
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"PROBABLY?!?!"
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*Heheh Melony is having trouble*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“….if giving you a warning about the heavy branch dangling precariously over you is a threat, then sure. I’ll even add in an additional threat in the form of asking if you are upset and need to talk about it. Oohhh so threatening.” The voice says dryly. He had heard this voice before around the camp, usually in the arena.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
Kota is shooting a bow at a target. His hands are wobbly and he misses every shot.
Evan is rubbing ointment on his burn wounds in the infirmary.
Marcus is reading a book on his mom.
Your local friendly stupid doop!
Professional idiot! Trans! Pansexual pancake! I am a minor so you will do none of that (GP) with me! I use He/They pronouns :3
Extended Signature!