He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He nods, “Heard about that, but I couldn’t really do anything, considering I was in the other side of the country, and my mother was so overprotective I couldn’t leave the house until now.” He says, sitting back down.
“Nah, I’m not blaming you. We all have family trouble and overprotective parents, even without the gods. Just upset about lost lives. But what can you do. Only Hades can bring back the dead, and as far as I know, he has only had two kids in the past few years, one of them already dead.”
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He nods, “Heard about that, but I couldn’t really do anything, considering I was in the other side of the country, and my mother was so overprotective I couldn’t leave the house until now.” He says, sitting back down.
“Nah, I’m not blaming you. We all have family trouble and overprotective parents, even without the gods. Just upset about lost lives. But what can you do. Only Hades can bring back the dead, and as far as I know, he has only had two kids in the past few years, one of them already dead.”
He shrugs once again, flipping through the pages of the book, his eyes beginning to glow again as he mutters to himself “Hypnos, Hypnos. Ah, here we are.” He flips to the chapter on Hypnos, sliding the book over to them, “Such is life, makes sense Hades doesn’t bring anybody back.”
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
*Well, yeah, nine is a lot, but... you can't just leave it hanging! You gotta round to the nearest ten! But... ten is an awkward number! It's too... artificail. So, you gotta add one, to make it 11. But eleven's a prime number! And you can't just do stuff like that! So, really, I should have twelve caracters.*
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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.
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
*Yeah! Don't give Arpo work!*
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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.
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
"no, that makes sense" Omar preforms a series of backflips, landing next to Liam, sheathing their knife
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He nods, “Heard about that, but I couldn’t really do anything, considering I was in the other side of the country, and my mother was so overprotective I couldn’t leave the house until now.” He says, sitting back down.
“Nah, I’m not blaming you. We all have family trouble and overprotective parents, even without the gods. Just upset about lost lives. But what can you do. Only Hades can bring back the dead, and as far as I know, he has only had two kids in the past few years, one of them already dead.”
He shrugs once again, flipping through the pages of the book, his eyes beginning to glow again as he mutters to himself “Hypnos, Hypnos. Ah, here we are.” He flips to the chapter on Hypnos, sliding the book over to them, “Such is life, makes sense Hades doesn’t bring anybody back.”
“Yeah, though you’d expect him to make an exception for his nieces and nephews. But I guess that’s what a thousand years of living can do to you. Thanks again. Good luck at Capture the Flag later.” She puts a bookmark on the page and closes the book, getting ready to check it out.
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
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.
Arpo flies up behind Cody.
"Hello! Arpo on Library Duty! Arpo curious to see what Sleepy Boy reading! Could slepy boy mayhaps tell Arpo?"
*What does Arpo look like?*
He’s startled by something yelling at him, turning his head all around, before spotting Arpo “Oh, hey, I’m just reading a book on Apollo.”
Arp os around 1'4", with green and gold feathers, and is basically a small child but with feathers and wings and bird feet.
"Sun Dude? mayhaps Sleepy Boy request more books on Sun Dude?
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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, yeah, nine is a lot, but... you can't just leave it hanging! You gotta round to the nearest ten! But... ten is an awkward number! It's too... artificail. So, you gotta add one, to make it 11. But eleven's a prime number! And you can't just do stuff like that! So, really, I should have twelve caracters.*
*I understand your logic but still find it difficult to imagine 9 characters in just around 5 days.*
He nods, “Heard about that, but I couldn’t really do anything, considering I was in the other side of the country, and my mother was so overprotective I couldn’t leave the house until now.” He says, sitting back down.
“Nah, I’m not blaming you. We all have family trouble and overprotective parents, even without the gods. Just upset about lost lives. But what can you do. Only Hades can bring back the dead, and as far as I know, he has only had two kids in the past few years, one of them already dead.”
He shrugs once again, flipping through the pages of the book, his eyes beginning to glow again as he mutters to himself “Hypnos, Hypnos. Ah, here we are.” He flips to the chapter on Hypnos, sliding the book over to them, “Such is life, makes sense Hades doesn’t bring anybody back.”
“Yeah, though you’d expect him to make an exception for his nieces and nephews. But I guess that’s what a thousand years of living can do to you. Thanks again. Good luck at Capture the Flag later.” She puts a bookmark on the page and closes the book, getting ready to check it out.
“Yeah, hope to see you around, after all, you aren’t bad looking.” He says with a half joking chuckle, opening his own book back up after leaving them with that little flirt, beginning to flip through the pages once more.
*Well, yeah, nine is a lot, but... you can't just leave it hanging! You gotta round to the nearest ten! But... ten is an awkward number! It's too... artificail. So, you gotta add one, to make it 11. But eleven's a prime number! And you can't just do stuff like that! So, really, I should have twelve caracters.*
*I understand your logic but still find it difficult to imagine 9 characters in just around 5 days.*
*shhh... don't ask questions*
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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.
He begins to pick up the scraps of what’s left from the dummy, holding them in his massive arms, “Liam, nice to meet you Omar.”
"same!" Omar grins at Liam as they dismember the dummy. "you might need celestial bronze for monsters, not just your hands"
“I have a weapon with celestial bronze… but sometimes it just feels better to take something apart with your own hands.” He says, not looking back at them.
"makes sense. how's your day been?" Omar cartwheels, slamming their feet into the dummy's head
Liam sighs, putting the dummy scraps away before looking back to them, “Not great, but that’s fine.”
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
"no, that makes sense" Omar preforms a series of backflips, landing next to Liam, sheathing their knife
“You know you can walk places if you like?” He asks curiously, offering them a can of nonalcoholic beer with a hand.
"anything I can help with?" Omar spins, launching the knife, burying it hilt deep into the dummy's chest
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About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
She stands in the shade a few yards away from him, waiting to see if he’ll notice.
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
He doesn’t, especially with them standing still, seemingly lost in playing the harp.
“Nah, I’m not blaming you. We all have family trouble and overprotective parents, even without the gods. Just upset about lost lives. But what can you do. Only Hades can bring back the dead, and as far as I know, he has only had two kids in the past few years, one of them already dead.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Maybe you can stop breaking apart that dummy?” He asks politely, rolling his shoulders, “But maybe not, it’s up to you.”
"oh. why? I thought the harpies cleaned up the wood scraps"
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
He shrugs once again, flipping through the pages of the book, his eyes beginning to glow again as he mutters to himself “Hypnos, Hypnos. Ah, here we are.” He flips to the chapter on Hypnos, sliding the book over to them, “Such is life, makes sense Hades doesn’t bring anybody back.”
*holy (beep)*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean you have to give them more work.” He says, “But that’s just what I think.”
*Well, yeah, nine is a lot, but... you can't just leave it hanging! You gotta round to the nearest ten! But... ten is an awkward number! It's too... artificail. So, you gotta add one, to make it 11. But eleven's a prime number! And you can't just do stuff like that! So, really, I should have twelve caracters.*
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! Don't give Arpo work!*
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
"no, that makes sense" Omar preforms a series of backflips, landing next to Liam, sheathing their knife
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
“Yeah, though you’d expect him to make an exception for his nieces and nephews. But I guess that’s what a thousand years of living can do to you. Thanks again. Good luck at Capture the Flag later.” She puts a bookmark on the page and closes the book, getting ready to check it out.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Speaking of Arpo, my rp with him a lil back.*
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 understand your logic but still find it difficult to imagine 9 characters in just around 5 days.*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
“Yeah, hope to see you around, after all, you aren’t bad looking.” He says with a half joking chuckle, opening his own book back up after leaving them with that little flirt, beginning to flip through the pages once more.
*shhh... don't ask questions*
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
“You know you can walk places if you like?” He asks curiously, offering them a can of nonalcoholic beer with a hand.
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How is everyone doing?*
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