*probably not, it’s from a musical. So is Glinda, of course.*
*speaking of Wicked, what is this feeling has been playing in my brain for like three days straight.*
*really real. very relevant song I think. popular ……*
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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
“Kinda… but I I’m not telling you where I keep all of my stuff?…”
He throws an acorn at Elijah. “I don’t want your clothes and makeup. I think that might kill me.”
He sighs, “are you like, allergic to pink or something?” He chuckles.
“Yes. I break out in hives and then fall into a terrible seizure. Even looking at you makes me feel it start to come on.” He sighs dramatically. “Maybe I need a doctor.”
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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
“I would let you stay in my camping spot, when I don’t feel like dealing with the rest of the hunters.” He holds himself up by one arm, “Need help getting yourself down?”
Angelo unclips himself and drops neatly to the ground, like a cat. “I’ve been sleeping in trees for years. I’m fine.” He yawns again, wincing. “Damn wounds haven’t healed yet.”
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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
“Kinda… but I I’m not telling you where I keep all of my stuff?…”
He throws an acorn at Elijah. “I don’t want your clothes and makeup. I think that might kill me.”
He sighs, “are you like, allergic to pink or something?” He chuckles.
“Yes. I break out in hives and then fall into a terrible seizure. Even looking at you makes me feel it start to come on.” He sighs dramatically. “Maybe I need a doctor.”
“Sounds nasty-… what types of flowers do you want at your funeral, then?”
Liam is back at the arena, tearing into a dummy with his bear hands, and yes, I do mean bear and not bare. Shards of wood fly everywhere as claws dig into the dummy and are torn apart in his fit of rage.
Cody is in the library, learning more about the situation he’s stuck in, tapping a pen against his bottom lip as he reads a book, his eyes giving off a soft glow, though he doesn’t notice.
*Anyone? Please?*
He feels a tap on his shoulder which seems to sap a decent bit of energy from him. He turns to see a girl with black hair with blue highlights and red poppies forming a wreath around it. In her hand is a cup of coffee. “Are you okay? Your eyes were glowing.”
Cody turns his head, putting down the book he was reading as the glow begins to fade from his eyes, “Oh, they are? Yeah I’m fine, they do that sometimes, and now I know why.” He says with a charismatic smile, “Nice hair, pretty.”
She takes a seat down next to him. “Thanks. Surprisingly, the blue is natural. Been like that all my life. Maybe the first hint. What are you reading?” She talks at a fast but calm pace, taking a sip of coffee from her seemingly endless cup every few sentences.
He notices but doesn’t want to waste time asking, flipping the book over and showing them the cover, “Just a book on my apparent biological father, Apollo.” Just a good on the myths about Apollo, or the most accurate version.
“Oh, neat. I wonder if they have a book like that for Hypnos. May help explain my ‘abilities’.” She takes another big swig of coffee before noticing their glances at it. “Bottomless. Any caffeinated drink I touch becomes so.”
“I would let you stay in my camping spot, when I don’t feel like dealing with the rest of the hunters.” He holds himself up by one arm, “Need help getting yourself down?”
Angelo unclips himself and drops neatly to the ground, like a cat. “I’ve been sleeping in trees for years. I’m fine.” He yawns again, wincing. “Damn wounds haven’t healed yet.”
He lets go of the tree, dropping more heavily next to them, frowning, “Come on, show me where the wounds are and I’ll heal them as much as I can.” He says, more an order than a request.
Liam is back at the arena, tearing into a dummy with his bear hands, and yes, I do mean bear and not bare. Shards of wood fly everywhere as claws dig into the dummy and are torn apart in his fit of rage.
Cody is in the library, learning more about the situation he’s stuck in, tapping a pen against his bottom lip as he reads a book, his eyes giving off a soft glow, though he doesn’t notice.
*Anyone? Please?*
He feels a tap on his shoulder which seems to sap a decent bit of energy from him. He turns to see a girl with black hair with blue highlights and red poppies forming a wreath around it. In her hand is a cup of coffee. “Are you okay? Your eyes were glowing.”
Cody turns his head, putting down the book he was reading as the glow begins to fade from his eyes, “Oh, they are? Yeah I’m fine, they do that sometimes, and now I know why.” He says with a charismatic smile, “Nice hair, pretty.”
She takes a seat down next to him. “Thanks. Surprisingly, the blue is natural. Been like that all my life. Maybe the first hint. What are you reading?” She talks at a fast but calm pace, taking a sip of coffee from her seemingly endless cup every few sentences.
He notices but doesn’t want to waste time asking, flipping the book over and showing them the cover, “Just a book on my apparent biological father, Apollo.” Just a good on the myths about Apollo, or the most accurate version.
“Oh, neat. I wonder if they have a book like that for Hypnos. May help explain my ‘abilities’.” She takes another big swig of coffee before noticing their glances at it. “Bottomless. Any caffeinated drink I touch becomes so.”
*PERPETUAL MOTION! PERPETUAL MOTION CAN BE ACHEIVED! WE HAVE CREATED INFINITE POWER!!!!*
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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.
*probably not, it’s from a musical. So is Glinda, of course.*
*speaking of Wicked, what is this feeling has been playing in my brain for like three days straight.*
*really real. very relevant song I think. popular ……*
*oh, now that you’ve mentioned popular, now that Elijah and Angelo are sort of kinda friends a makeover is inevitable.*
*he’s going to get stabbed. elijah needs regina to hold him down first*
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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
“Kinda… but I I’m not telling you where I keep all of my stuff?…”
He throws an acorn at Elijah. “I don’t want your clothes and makeup. I think that might kill me.”
He sighs, “are you like, allergic to pink or something?” He chuckles.
“Yes. I break out in hives and then fall into a terrible seizure. Even looking at you makes me feel it start to come on.” He sighs dramatically. “Maybe I need a doctor.”
“Sounds nasty-… what types of flowers do you want at your funeral, then?”
“Black roses.” He grins. “Because I’m so dark and mysterious. Or preferably, snapdragons. I love snapdragons.”
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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
“I would let you stay in my camping spot, when I don’t feel like dealing with the rest of the hunters.” He holds himself up by one arm, “Need help getting yourself down?”
Angelo unclips himself and drops neatly to the ground, like a cat. “I’ve been sleeping in trees for years. I’m fine.” He yawns again, wincing. “Damn wounds haven’t healed yet.”
He lets go of the tree, dropping more heavily next to them, frowning, “Come on, show me where the wounds are and I’ll heal them as much as I can.” He says, more an order than a request.
“Absolutely not. Don’t touch me.” Angelo frowns.
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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
*probably not, it’s from a musical. So is Glinda, of course.*
*speaking of Wicked, what is this feeling has been playing in my brain for like three days straight.*
*really real. very relevant song I think. popular ……*
*oh, now that you’ve mentioned popular, now that Elijah and Angelo are sort of kinda friends a makeover is inevitable.*
*he’s going to get stabbed. elijah needs regina to hold him down first*
*yeah… or, Y’know, Elijah knows suggestion…*
*we should do this I think*
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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
“Kinda… but I I’m not telling you where I keep all of my stuff?…”
He throws an acorn at Elijah. “I don’t want your clothes and makeup. I think that might kill me.”
He sighs, “are you like, allergic to pink or something?” He chuckles.
“Yes. I break out in hives and then fall into a terrible seizure. Even looking at you makes me feel it start to come on.” He sighs dramatically. “Maybe I need a doctor.”
“Sounds nasty-… what types of flowers do you want at your funeral, then?”
“Black roses.” He grins. “Because I’m so dark and mysterious. Or preferably, snapdragons. I love snapdragons.”
“Ooh, I love snapdragons too! We couldn’t do black roses, you aren’t dark and mysterious enough.”
Liam is back at the arena, tearing into a dummy with his bear hands, and yes, I do mean bear and not bare. Shards of wood fly everywhere as claws dig into the dummy and are torn apart in his fit of rage.
Cody is in the library, learning more about the situation he’s stuck in, tapping a pen against his bottom lip as he reads a book, his eyes giving off a soft glow, though he doesn’t notice.
*Anyone? Please?*
He feels a tap on his shoulder which seems to sap a decent bit of energy from him. He turns to see a girl with black hair with blue highlights and red poppies forming a wreath around it. In her hand is a cup of coffee. “Are you okay? Your eyes were glowing.”
Cody turns his head, putting down the book he was reading as the glow begins to fade from his eyes, “Oh, they are? Yeah I’m fine, they do that sometimes, and now I know why.” He says with a charismatic smile, “Nice hair, pretty.”
She takes a seat down next to him. “Thanks. Surprisingly, the blue is natural. Been like that all my life. Maybe the first hint. What are you reading?” She talks at a fast but calm pace, taking a sip of coffee from her seemingly endless cup every few sentences.
He notices but doesn’t want to waste time asking, flipping the book over and showing them the cover, “Just a book on my apparent biological father, Apollo.” Just a good on the myths about Apollo, or the most accurate version.
“Oh, neat. I wonder if they have a book like that for Hypnos. May help explain my ‘abilities’.” She takes another big swig of coffee before noticing their glances at it. “Bottomless. Any caffeinated drink I touch becomes so.”
He smiles at that, nodding “That’s cool, Hypnos is the god of sleep and all that right? They probably do, makes sense why you’re drinking so much caffeine, you’re practically glowing with energy.” He stands up, beginning to look for books on Hypnos.
“Ooh, I love snapdragons too! We couldn’t do black roses, you aren’t dark and mysterious enough.”
“Oh yea? How do you judge that?”
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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 back at the arena, tearing into a dummy with his bear hands, and yes, I do mean bear and not bare. Shards of wood fly everywhere as claws dig into the dummy and are torn apart in his fit of rage.
Cody is in the library, learning more about the situation he’s stuck in, tapping a pen against his bottom lip as he reads a book, his eyes giving off a soft glow, though he doesn’t notice.
*Anyone? Please?*
He feels a tap on his shoulder which seems to sap a decent bit of energy from him. He turns to see a girl with black hair with blue highlights and red poppies forming a wreath around it. In her hand is a cup of coffee. “Are you okay? Your eyes were glowing.”
Cody turns his head, putting down the book he was reading as the glow begins to fade from his eyes, “Oh, they are? Yeah I’m fine, they do that sometimes, and now I know why.” He says with a charismatic smile, “Nice hair, pretty.”
She takes a seat down next to him. “Thanks. Surprisingly, the blue is natural. Been like that all my life. Maybe the first hint. What are you reading?” She talks at a fast but calm pace, taking a sip of coffee from her seemingly endless cup every few sentences.
He notices but doesn’t want to waste time asking, flipping the book over and showing them the cover, “Just a book on my apparent biological father, Apollo.” Just a good on the myths about Apollo, or the most accurate version.
“Oh, neat. I wonder if they have a book like that for Hypnos. May help explain my ‘abilities’.” She takes another big swig of coffee before noticing their glances at it. “Bottomless. Any caffeinated drink I touch becomes so.”
*PERPETUAL MOTION! PERPETUAL MOTION CAN BE ACHEIVED! WE HAVE CREATED INFINITE POWER!!!!*
*probably not, it’s from a musical. So is Glinda, of course.*
*speaking of Wicked, what is this feeling has been playing in my brain for like three days straight.*
*really real. very relevant song I think. popular ……*
*oh, now that you’ve mentioned popular, now that Elijah and Angelo are sort of kinda friends a makeover is inevitable.*
*he’s going to get stabbed. elijah needs regina to hold him down first*
*yeah… or, Y’know, Elijah knows suggestion…*
*we should do this I think*
*when I get back from school, abso-freaking-lutely. It is going to be the best thing ever.*
*on another note, I do need to go soon.*
*Bye, Arch!*
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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.
“I would let you stay in my camping spot, when I don’t feel like dealing with the rest of the hunters.” He holds himself up by one arm, “Need help getting yourself down?”
Angelo unclips himself and drops neatly to the ground, like a cat. “I’ve been sleeping in trees for years. I’m fine.” He yawns again, wincing. “Damn wounds haven’t healed yet.”
He lets go of the tree, dropping more heavily next to them, frowning, “Come on, show me where the wounds are and I’ll heal them as much as I can.” He says, more an order than a request.
“Absolutely not. Don’t touch me.” Angelo frowns.
“Okay, if you want to stay hurt, I won’t force you to be healed.” He passes them the spare can.
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*really real. very relevant song I think. popular ……*
— 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
“Yes. I break out in hives and then fall into a terrible seizure. Even looking at you makes me feel it start to come on.” He sighs dramatically. “Maybe I need a doctor.”
— 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, now that you’ve mentioned popular, now that Elijah and Angelo are sort of kinda friends a makeover is inevitable.*
Angelo unclips himself and drops neatly to the ground, like a cat. “I’ve been sleeping in trees for years. I’m fine.” He yawns again, wincing. “Damn wounds haven’t healed yet.”
— 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
“Sounds nasty-… what types of flowers do you want at your funeral, then?”
“Oh, neat. I wonder if they have a book like that for Hypnos. May help explain my ‘abilities’.” She takes another big swig of coffee before noticing their glances at it. “Bottomless. Any caffeinated drink I touch becomes so.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
He lets go of the tree, dropping more heavily next to them, frowning, “Come on, show me where the wounds are and I’ll heal them as much as I can.” He says, more an order than a request.
*PERPETUAL MOTION! PERPETUAL MOTION CAN BE ACHEIVED! WE HAVE CREATED INFINITE POWER!!!!*
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’s going to get stabbed. elijah needs regina to hold him down first*
— 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
“Black roses.” He grins. “Because I’m so dark and mysterious. Or preferably, snapdragons. I love snapdragons.”
— 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
*yeah… or, Y’know, Elijah knows suggestion…*
“Absolutely not. Don’t touch me.” Angelo frowns.
— 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
*we should do this I think*
— 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
“Ooh, I love snapdragons too! We couldn’t do black roses, you aren’t dark and mysterious enough.”
He smiles at that, nodding “That’s cool, Hypnos is the god of sleep and all that right? They probably do, makes sense why you’re drinking so much caffeine, you’re practically glowing with energy.” He stands up, beginning to look for books on Hypnos.
“Oh yea? How do you judge that?”
— 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
*when I get back from school, abso-freaking-lutely. It is going to be the best thing ever.*
*on another note, I do need to go soon.*
*The moment they let go it becomes a normal cup*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Bye, Arch!*
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
“Okay, if you want to stay hurt, I won’t force you to be healed.” He passes them the spare can.