Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
Chase, the new guy, walks up to him. “I hear you’re my new counselor.”
"Yeah. What of it?"
He twirls around, jabbing and swiping at the dummy.
He smirks. “You’ve got competition.”
"How so?"
He uses the spear as leverage to swing around the dummt and face you, leaning on his spear.
“If you think you’re the best thief around, you’re wrong. Dad likes me a lot.”
"Mmm. Yeah. Can you do this...?" He snaps his fingers and the mist coalesces around him, turning him into an old man.
“I’m working on it.”
"What I thought." The old man snaps again, and the Mist peels away. "Oh, and you might want to check your pockets." Cordon continues to practice against the dummy.
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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 enough. Trying my best tod stand out as usual.."
“I’m guessing nothing has happened though”
"... Not quite yet, no..."
She sighs “I wish I knew how to help you”
"... Well... What do you know about the construction and detailing of swords?"
“Close to nothing. It isn’t really in my area of interest”
"Well... Then if you hear the slightest rumor of a quest, let me know immediately"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
"A pikeman, huh? Ive never been one for polearms, though the range is nice"
"Thanks. I like using em."
"How long have you been doing that for?"
"Sixteen years." Cordan shows her his bead necklace, with sixteen beads.
She nods "Not bad! Id imagine youve learned some fairly niche techniques, then?"
"Yeah. I know quite a bit." HE hooks his spear around the dummy and swings around. "Why do you ask...?"
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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.
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
Chase, the new guy, walks up to him. “I hear you’re my new counselor.”
"Yeah. What of it?"
He twirls around, jabbing and swiping at the dummy.
He smirks. “You’ve got competition.”
"How so?"
He uses the spear as leverage to swing around the dummt and face you, leaning on his spear.
“If you think you’re the best thief around, you’re wrong. Dad likes me a lot.”
"Mmm. Yeah. Can you do this...?" He snaps his fingers and the mist coalesces around him, turning him into an old man.
“I’m working on it.”
"What I thought." The old man snaps again, and the Mist peels away. "Oh, and you might want to check your pockets." Cordon continues to practice against the dummy.
*HEY you have to make sleight of hand for that!* “Alright, I admit it, you’re good. How do you do it?”
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
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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!!!!!!
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
Chase, the new guy, walks up to him. “I hear you’re my new counselor.”
"Yeah. What of it?"
He twirls around, jabbing and swiping at the dummy.
He smirks. “You’ve got competition.”
"How so?"
He uses the spear as leverage to swing around the dummt and face you, leaning on his spear.
“If you think you’re the best thief around, you’re wrong. Dad likes me a lot.”
"Mmm. Yeah. Can you do this...?" He snaps his fingers and the mist coalesces around him, turning him into an old man.
“I’m working on it.”
"What I thought." The old man snaps again, and the Mist peels away. "Oh, and you might want to check your pockets." Cordon continues to practice against the dummy.
*HEY you have to make sleight of hand for that!* “Alright, I admit it, you’re good. How do you do it?”
*OOps! He was bluffing. My bad, should have made that clear!*
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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.
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
Chase, the new guy, walks up to him. “I hear you’re my new counselor.”
"Yeah. What of it?"
He twirls around, jabbing and swiping at the dummy.
He smirks. “You’ve got competition.”
"How so?"
He uses the spear as leverage to swing around the dummt and face you, leaning on his spear.
“If you think you’re the best thief around, you’re wrong. Dad likes me a lot.”
"Mmm. Yeah. Can you do this...?" He snaps his fingers and the mist coalesces around him, turning him into an old man.
“I’m working on it.”
"What I thought." The old man snaps again, and the Mist peels away. "Oh, and you might want to check your pockets." Cordon continues to practice against the dummy.
*HEY you have to make sleight of hand for that!* “Alright, I admit it, you’re good. How do you do it?”
*OOps! He was bluffing. My bad, should have made that clear!*
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
*HEY! GEORGE STOLE HIS MONEY!*
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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.
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
"A pikeman, huh? Ive never been one for polearms, though the range is nice"
"Thanks. I like using em."
"How long have you been doing that for?"
"Sixteen years." Cordan shows her his bead necklace, with sixteen beads.
She nods "Not bad! Id imagine youve learned some fairly niche techniques, then?"
"Yeah. I know quite a bit." HE hooks his spear around the dummy and swings around. "Why do you ask...?"
"Just curious. Always interesting to bear the experiences of a fellow martial artist"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
Cordon is training in the Amphitheater, poking dummies with his spear.
"A pikeman, huh? Ive never been one for polearms, though the range is nice"
"Thanks. I like using em."
"How long have you been doing that for?"
"Sixteen years." Cordan shows her his bead necklace, with sixteen beads.
She nods "Not bad! Id imagine youve learned some fairly niche techniques, then?"
"Yeah. I know quite a bit." HE hooks his spear around the dummy and swings around. "Why do you ask...?"
"Just curious. Always interesting to bear the experiences of a fellow martial artist"
"Mmm. You're... Reginald? No... Something like that. What's your name...? Don't take it personally, but all the campers in my cabin, I forget most of their names."
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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 enough. Trying my best tod stand out as usual.."
“I’m guessing nothing has happened though”
"... Not quite yet, no..."
She sighs “I wish I knew how to help you”
"... Well... What do you know about the construction and detailing of swords?"
“Close to nothing. It isn’t really in my area of interest”
"Well... Then if you hear the slightest rumor of a quest, let me know immediately"
“Will do. You itching to get out and explore as well?”
"Explore... Find glory... Have some excitement. A lot entices me, really"
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
*HEY! GEORGE STOLE HIS MONEY!*
*YEAH! GEORGE STOLE MY MONEY!*
*NOT CORDON! GEORGE!*
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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.
*Idk if I can handle 3 rps at once but I’ll try.* He stumbles across Evan, sitting in a tree.
"hey there!"
“Hey.” He says quietly.
"you alright? seem kinda down"
“I’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
"What I thought." The old man snaps again, and the Mist peels away. "Oh, and you might want to check your pockets." Cordon continues to practice against the dummy.
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
*Cut with Bananer*
"Well first, request a duel or at least make your presence known"
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
"Well... Then if you hear the slightest rumor of a quest, let me know immediately"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"Yeah. I know quite a bit." HE hooks his spear around the dummy and swings around. "Why do you ask...?"
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’m fine.” He says, clearly lying. “How are you?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Soooooo I would say, hi, wanna fight, and then I could be sneaky?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*HEY you have to make sleight of hand for that!* “Alright, I admit it, you’re good. How do you do it?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Omar raises their eyebrow. "I'm alright, but listen. I know what a fine person looks like, sounds like, acts like, and right now? you're not fine" Omar sits in the grass "so spill"
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!!!!!!
*OOps! He was bluffing. My bad, should have made that clear!*
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
“Will do. You itching to get out and explore as well?”
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
“Okay. I want to go back home, but everyone says I can’t, because I’m a son of Zeus and I have to be here year-round. My adoptive parents are the best. I want to see them again. I tried to run away, but Cordon stole all my money and won’t give it back.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
He checks. “Liar.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*HEY! GEORGE STOLE HIS MONEY!*
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
"Just curious. Always interesting to bear the experiences of a fellow martial artist"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*YEAH! GEORGE STOLE MY MONEY!*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Mmm. You're... Reginald? No... Something like that. What's your name...? Don't take it personally, but all the campers in my cabin, I forget most of their names."
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
"Explore... Find glory... Have some excitement. A lot entices me, really"
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*NOT CORDON! GEORGE!*
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 and me both” she laughs
Backup account for when I can’t login to my main. Probably won’t see much use
*CORDON STOLE IT!*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!