The girl from the capture the flag game, who had mysteriously disappeared in the middle of the game a few nights before, stumbles out of the woods. Her armor is gone, replaced by a ragged camp t-shirt and leggings. The massive sword she had in the battle is also nowhere to be seen.
She limps to the middle of camp, covered in wounds and mud, heading for the big house, but her legs give out and she collapses in the middle of the cabin commons with a grunt.
An apollo kid rushes out to help.
"Whoah whoah whoah! Who are you? What happened? Nevermind..."
He yells for help, and other medics rush out the Apollo cabin, alongside one of those wheelie beds. They put her on the bed, and push it into the Infirmiry.
“I’m fine!” She growls, trying to push away the medics. Despite her muscular build and divine strength, her wounds make her to weak. As they push her, she says “I promise I’m fine.”
"No. You aren't fine. Your wounds are begining to swell. Your skin is paleing. Probably some sort of nerve damage as well. You're hurt."
“It’s nothing! I’ve walked off worse” she says, then gives the stink eye to the presumably appalled medics.
"Well, doing so is extremely dangerous for yoour health. You need urgent medical help."
“No I don’t. I just need to walk it off!” She says, getting angry. As the Apollo kid assesses her wounds, he sees a gash on her right calf, as well as a variety of scratches and shallow cuts along her arms and torso. What’s bleeding most, however, is her left hand, which , gruesomely, seems to be missing the pinky finger
"... You are missing a finger. That's not good. That needs to be checked out and replaced with a prosthetic."
“It’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
"I don't know, but look here, there a tear right along the edge" Omar points to a torn edge
Arpo squaks again.
"How dare they!"
"who's been in here lately?"
"Hmmm... Well, Trauma boy has been here quite recently..."
"did they take this book?"
"... Huh. Arpo think Trauma Boy probably was in close proximity to the book Trauma Boy is holding currently."
"wait, aren't I Trauma Bringer? im afraid I don't know who trauma boy is, can you take me to them?"
"Yes. You are Trauma Boy."
"lets go"
"Where?"
"oh, I was confused. I thought you were gonna lead me to someone else who was around this book"
"No. ARpo doesn't know who last used this book."
*arpospeak is pretty confusing. didn't you say something about a guide*
"any idea what was on this missing page?"
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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!!!!!!
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
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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.
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.
The girl from the capture the flag game, who had mysteriously disappeared in the middle of the game a few nights before, stumbles out of the woods. Her armor is gone, replaced by a ragged camp t-shirt and leggings. The massive sword she had in the battle is also nowhere to be seen.
She limps to the middle of camp, covered in wounds and mud, heading for the big house, but her legs give out and she collapses in the middle of the cabin commons with a grunt.
An apollo kid rushes out to help.
"Whoah whoah whoah! Who are you? What happened? Nevermind..."
He yells for help, and other medics rush out the Apollo cabin, alongside one of those wheelie beds. They put her on the bed, and push it into the Infirmiry.
“I’m fine!” She growls, trying to push away the medics. Despite her muscular build and divine strength, her wounds make her to weak. As they push her, she says “I promise I’m fine.”
"No. You aren't fine. Your wounds are begining to swell. Your skin is paleing. Probably some sort of nerve damage as well. You're hurt."
“It’s nothing! I’ve walked off worse” she says, then gives the stink eye to the presumably appalled medics.
"Well, doing so is extremely dangerous for yoour health. You need urgent medical help."
“No I don’t. I just need to walk it off!” She says, getting angry. As the Apollo kid assesses her wounds, he sees a gash on her right calf, as well as a variety of scratches and shallow cuts along her arms and torso. What’s bleeding most, however, is her left hand, which , gruesomely, seems to be missing the pinky finger
"... You are missing a finger. That's not good. That needs to be checked out and replaced with a prosthetic."
“It’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
"What even is your cabin?!"
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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.
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!!!!!!
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
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.
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
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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.
"that's alright arpo. thanks for your help. I'll try and get to the bottom of whoever tore this page*
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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!!!!!!
The girl from the capture the flag game, who had mysteriously disappeared in the middle of the game a few nights before, stumbles out of the woods. Her armor is gone, replaced by a ragged camp t-shirt and leggings. The massive sword she had in the battle is also nowhere to be seen.
She limps to the middle of camp, covered in wounds and mud, heading for the big house, but her legs give out and she collapses in the middle of the cabin commons with a grunt.
An apollo kid rushes out to help.
"Whoah whoah whoah! Who are you? What happened? Nevermind..."
He yells for help, and other medics rush out the Apollo cabin, alongside one of those wheelie beds. They put her on the bed, and push it into the Infirmiry.
“I’m fine!” She growls, trying to push away the medics. Despite her muscular build and divine strength, her wounds make her to weak. As they push her, she says “I promise I’m fine.”
"No. You aren't fine. Your wounds are begining to swell. Your skin is paleing. Probably some sort of nerve damage as well. You're hurt."
“It’s nothing! I’ve walked off worse” she says, then gives the stink eye to the presumably appalled medics.
"Well, doing so is extremely dangerous for yoour health. You need urgent medical help."
“No I don’t. I just need to walk it off!” She says, getting angry. As the Apollo kid assesses her wounds, he sees a gash on her right calf, as well as a variety of scratches and shallow cuts along her arms and torso. What’s bleeding most, however, is her left hand, which , gruesomely, seems to be missing the pinky finger
"... You are missing a finger. That's not good. That needs to be checked out and replaced with a prosthetic."
“It’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
"What even is your cabin?!"
“Ares. Duh.” She tries to flex her muscular arm, but because she’s currently strapped to a stretcher, it doesn’t really work. Her eyes glow with furious power as she invokes the name of her divine parent
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Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters:Brorminthe Devout Crusher; Ellorathe Romantic Rookie
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
Evan glares. “They might kill me first! And not all monsters want to eat me! I’ll probably just get stabbed.”
The girl from the capture the flag game, who had mysteriously disappeared in the middle of the game a few nights before, stumbles out of the woods. Her armor is gone, replaced by a ragged camp t-shirt and leggings. The massive sword she had in the battle is also nowhere to be seen.
She limps to the middle of camp, covered in wounds and mud, heading for the big house, but her legs give out and she collapses in the middle of the cabin commons with a grunt.
An apollo kid rushes out to help.
"Whoah whoah whoah! Who are you? What happened? Nevermind..."
He yells for help, and other medics rush out the Apollo cabin, alongside one of those wheelie beds. They put her on the bed, and push it into the Infirmiry.
“I’m fine!” She growls, trying to push away the medics. Despite her muscular build and divine strength, her wounds make her to weak. As they push her, she says “I promise I’m fine.”
"No. You aren't fine. Your wounds are begining to swell. Your skin is paleing. Probably some sort of nerve damage as well. You're hurt."
“It’s nothing! I’ve walked off worse” she says, then gives the stink eye to the presumably appalled medics.
"Well, doing so is extremely dangerous for yoour health. You need urgent medical help."
“No I don’t. I just need to walk it off!” She says, getting angry. As the Apollo kid assesses her wounds, he sees a gash on her right calf, as well as a variety of scratches and shallow cuts along her arms and torso. What’s bleeding most, however, is her left hand, which , gruesomely, seems to be missing the pinky finger
"... You are missing a finger. That's not good. That needs to be checked out and replaced with a prosthetic."
“It’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
"What even is your cabin?!"
“Ares. Duh.” She tries to flex her muscular arm, but because she’s currently strapped to a stretcher, it doesn’t really work. Her eyes glow with furious power as she invokes the name of her divine parent
"Ah. No. That's not gonna happen." He quickly grabs a syringe and stabs it into her arm. "WE don't want anything to happen that you might later regret, okay...?" She begins to feel sleepy.
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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.
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
Evan glares. “They might kill me first! And not all monsters want to eat me! I’ll probably just get stabbed.”
"... there's also better ways of dieing than getting stabbed."
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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.
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
Evan glares. “They might kill me first! And not all monsters want to eat me! I’ll probably just get stabbed.”
"... there's also better ways of dieing than getting stabbed."
"that's alright arpo. thanks for your help. I'll try and get to the bottom of whoever tore this page*
"Okay! Arpo thanks Trauma Boy for dovoting Trauma Boy's time to figuring out who the criminal is!"
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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.
The girl from the capture the flag game, who had mysteriously disappeared in the middle of the game a few nights before, stumbles out of the woods. Her armor is gone, replaced by a ragged camp t-shirt and leggings. The massive sword she had in the battle is also nowhere to be seen.
She limps to the middle of camp, covered in wounds and mud, heading for the big house, but her legs give out and she collapses in the middle of the cabin commons with a grunt.
An apollo kid rushes out to help.
"Whoah whoah whoah! Who are you? What happened? Nevermind..."
He yells for help, and other medics rush out the Apollo cabin, alongside one of those wheelie beds. They put her on the bed, and push it into the Infirmiry.
“I’m fine!” She growls, trying to push away the medics. Despite her muscular build and divine strength, her wounds make her to weak. As they push her, she says “I promise I’m fine.”
"No. You aren't fine. Your wounds are begining to swell. Your skin is paleing. Probably some sort of nerve damage as well. You're hurt."
“It’s nothing! I’ve walked off worse” she says, then gives the stink eye to the presumably appalled medics.
"Well, doing so is extremely dangerous for yoour health. You need urgent medical help."
“No I don’t. I just need to walk it off!” She says, getting angry. As the Apollo kid assesses her wounds, he sees a gash on her right calf, as well as a variety of scratches and shallow cuts along her arms and torso. What’s bleeding most, however, is her left hand, which , gruesomely, seems to be missing the pinky finger
"... You are missing a finger. That's not good. That needs to be checked out and replaced with a prosthetic."
“It’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
"What even is your cabin?!"
“Ares. Duh.” She tries to flex her muscular arm, but because she’s currently strapped to a stretcher, it doesn’t really work. Her eyes glow with furious power as she invokes the name of her divine parent
"Ah. No. That's not gonna happen." He quickly grabs a syringe and stabs it into her arm. "WE don't want anything to happen that you might later regret, okay...?" She begins to feel sleepy.
“Regrets? I love with no regrets….” She says drowsily, slumping, “what was that stuff?”
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Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters:Brorminthe Devout Crusher; Ellorathe Romantic Rookie
“Why do you care about my life? I hardly even know you! Just give me my stuff!”
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
Evan glares. “They might kill me first! And not all monsters want to eat me! I’ll probably just get stabbed.”
"... there's also better ways of dieing than getting stabbed."
“But that’s better than getting eaten!”
"So? A lot of things are better than getting eaten. Now, go talk to Clover or Will or somebody."
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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's a little potion that some Hypnos kids gave us. It'll numb some pain and keep you drowsy enough that you don't break out and try to maul us."
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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’s just a finger! I have ten of them! Well, now nine, but whatever. If you could just let me get back to my cabin, everything would be fine”
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
*arpospeak is pretty confusing. didn't you say something about a guide*
"any idea what was on this missing page?"
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!!!!!!
"Oh, why do I not wnat to see yourself get killed?! Maybe because I'm a decent person! Maybe because I'm not a monster! Maybe because I've seen to much death! Maybe because I don't want even more deaths caused by my hands!"
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
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
"What even is your cabin?!"
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
*thx*
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!!!!!!
“I don’t want to be here! I don’t want to be at this camp, I don’t want to be in this world! Maybe death would be easier!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*CUT WITH CAPATIN*
"No... Arpo doesn't know..."
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
"... Geez, man. You need psychiatric help. Go talk to Clover or someone. And, there are better ways to die than geten eaten alive."
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
"that's alright arpo. thanks for your help. I'll try and get to the bottom of whoever tore this page*
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!!!!!!
“Ares. Duh.” She tries to flex her muscular arm, but because she’s currently strapped to a stretcher, it doesn’t really work. Her eyes glow with furious power as she invokes the name of her divine parent
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
Evan glares. “They might kill me first! And not all monsters want to eat me! I’ll probably just get stabbed.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Ah. No. That's not gonna happen." He quickly grabs a syringe and stabs it into her arm. "WE don't want anything to happen that you might later regret, okay...?" She begins to feel sleepy.
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
"... there's also better ways of dieing than getting stabbed."
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
“But that’s better than getting eaten!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Okay! Arpo thanks Trauma Boy for dovoting Trauma Boy's time to figuring out who the criminal is!"
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
“Regrets? I love with no regrets….” She says drowsily, slumping, “what was that stuff?”
Hi, I'm Raccoon_Master, a young genderfluid actor, writer, explorer, and bass vocalist. Pronouns They/Them/Theirs
My Characters: Brormin the Devout Crusher; Ellora the Romantic Rookie
Check out my EXTENDED SIGNATUR (hasn't been updated in forever, fyi) and don’t forget to join the Anything but the OGL 2.0 Thread!
"I don't make sense to you, and I don't make sense to myself. Maybe the only one I make sense to is God" ~ Me, trying to sound smart
"So? A lot of things are better than getting eaten. Now, go talk to Clover or Will or somebody."
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 now I want Arpo to give a nickname for my guys*
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*CUT WITH RACCOON*
"It's a little potion that some Hypnos kids gave us. It'll numb some pain and keep you drowsy enough that you don't break out and try to maul us."
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!!!
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