A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
“Yeah, you’d be a Satyr if you were a child of Pan.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
*oh dear.*
*Welcome to "Character Backstory Trauma 101"!*
*hey! I teach this class!*
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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.
A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
*he’s also dead.*
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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.
A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
“Yeah, you’d be a Satyr if you were a child of Pan.”
“Your godly parent is the one who can’t raise you, right?”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
“Yeah, you’d be a Satyr if you were a child of Pan.”
“Your godly parent is the one who can’t raise you, right?”
“Yes. Mine is my mom. My dad was actually a demigod too.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"Thriving, as you can see. How about yourself?" The lightning stops, the rain continuing though
“Alright. Just… worried about all our siblings. We have three confirmed and one who might be a Zeus kid… And I have to protect them all.”
"You know, I've been recovering for a long time... I'm a lot better now, after... Atlas, and Angelo..." She sighs, wiping away a tear. "I can finally be useful, if you'll let me lighten the load."
“Please. We have to protect them. Make sure they don’t go psycho.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
*oh dear.*
*Welcome to "Character Backstory Trauma 101"!*
*hey! I teach this class!*
*Eh, we can be co-teachers or something.*
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If you're interested in learning about them, here are my Endless Dark characters: Alexius, Suixela, and Tortuga.
*it is, but not for rainbows* ”i haven’t been claimed.”
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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.
A new boy with messy, shaggy, black hair and greenish blue eyes walks into the borders of camp.
A tallish brown haired boy with hair that goes down to his shoulders and sky blue eyes runs up to him from behind. He is extremely handsome, with a strong jawline and a face that could only be described as beautiful. He has a scar down his face that adds to his mystery, and carries a backpack over his shoulder. He wears a necklace with six beads, and looks about sixteen, wearing the Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt. He waves and smiles to the boy. “Hi! Are you a new arrival?”
“Yes, I am a new arrival.”
“Great! I’m Peter Brian. Unclaimed. Have been for six years. I can show you around!”
“Thanks.”
“What’s your name, kid?”
“Zertis.”
“Nice to meet you!” He bows and holds his hand out to shake.
He shakes his hand.
“So, new friend, any idea who your godly parent is?”
“I haven’t studied the myth’s so I don’t know who, but I’m pretty sure my parent has something to do with horses.”
“Ah, yes.” His accent is faintly British. “Pan or Poseidon or Demeter.”
“Oh. There are three possibilities. I didn’t know. Pretty sure it was a major god or goddess. So not Pan. I’ve never heard of him.”
“Yeah, you’d be a Satyr if you were a child of Pan.”
“Your godly parent is the one who can’t raise you, right?”
“Yes. Mine is my mom. My dad was actually a demigod too.”
“My mom was around to raise me, so by process of elimination my godly parent is likely Poseidon.”
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
*oh dear.*
*Welcome to "Character Backstory Trauma 101"!*
*hey! I teach this class!*
*Eh, we can be co-teachers or something.*
*ahem*
*what about me?*
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This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
“No, yes, no. And yes, that’s worse than I’ve done, but I’m sure you had a good reason. Just don’t kill me okay?”
"They died because I fell off a roof and couldn't control myself. Is that a good reason, really?"
He looks worried. “I’m so sorry. But we should get inside of the border. I don’t want my new sibling to get hurt by monsters.”
She laughs. It still doesn't sound happy. "Haven't you been listening? I am a monster." She follows him inside anyways.
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If you're interested in learning about them, here are my Endless Dark characters: Alexius, Suixela, and Tortuga.
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"I doubt you watched yourself murder your own parents. I doubt you ever had to try to not rip and tear people apart. I doubt you stole the hopes and dreams of everyone you cared about." She lets out a shaky sigh. "I doubt you're anywhere near as bad as me." The last part comes out as a whisper.
“No, yes, no. And yes, that’s worse than I’ve done, but I’m sure you had a good reason. Just don’t kill me okay?”
"They died because I fell off a roof and couldn't control myself. Is that a good reason, really?"
He looks worried. “I’m so sorry. But we should get inside of the border. I don’t want my new sibling to get hurt by monsters.”
She laughs. It still doesn't sound happy. "Haven't you been listening? I am a monster." She follows him inside anyways.
“You’re not a monster. It sounds like it was an accident. I’m the monster.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
“Yeah, you’d be a Satyr if you were a child of Pan.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
*hey! I teach this class!*
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 also dead.*
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
“Your godly parent is the one who can’t raise you, right?”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Yes. Mine is my mom. My dad was actually a demigod too.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
*’dead’ I thought gods were immortal.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Please. We have to protect them. Make sure they don’t go psycho.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
*Eh, we can be co-teachers or something.*
If you're interested in learning about them, here are my Endless Dark characters: Alexius, Suixela, and Tortuga.
And here is the updated version of my quiz: Quiz.
Here is my background music for combat: On Soundcloud.
Life Advice: If someone annoys you, just cast Prestidigitation on them and soil their pants.
And here is my extended signature: (^v^)
*it is, but not for rainbows*
”i haven’t been claimed.”
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
*quote chains, my alphabet Mafia!*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
“My mom was around to raise me, so by process of elimination my godly parent is likely Poseidon.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*ahem*
*what about me?*
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
*Ack! Also Arch! Look at the activity!*
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
She laughs. It still doesn't sound happy. "Haven't you been listening? I am a monster." She follows him inside anyways.
If you're interested in learning about them, here are my Endless Dark characters: Alexius, Suixela, and Tortuga.
And here is the updated version of my quiz: Quiz.
Here is my background music for combat: On Soundcloud.
Life Advice: If someone annoys you, just cast Prestidigitation on them and soil their pants.
And here is my extended signature: (^v^)
*cut with Circle.*
“Big three kid. They’re so common now.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!
*and me.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“You’re not a monster. It sounds like it was an accident. I’m the monster.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all.
Extended Signature!