"The bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
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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.
She looks up, immediately putting the firewood in her pocket and looking at her.
"You're bad at hiding."
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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 bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. I’m not so good at finding things. But if you need help forging anything, I’m your man.”
"Alright." He reaches into the robotic car and grabs a piece of paper.
“Alright. Show me the blueprints.”
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
"The bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
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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.
She looks up, immediately putting the firewood in her pocket and looking at her.
"You're bad at hiding."
"I'm not hiding, I'm avoiding. There's a difference. Also, I was good at hiding when it mattered!" She gives a small grin.
"Yeah, you were..."
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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 bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
“Oh. I’m not so good at finding things. But if you need help forging anything, I’m your man.”
"Alright." He reaches into the robotic car and grabs a piece of paper.
“Alright. Show me the blueprints.”
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
"Well what I do with the ones that don't have any souls I use as helpers. And I haven't let in my old friend who is a hellhound. Pretty sure small monsters are in camp."
"The bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
“I know, it won’t.”
*I’ll lower it after.*
*Okay. BEcause the fight will be hard.*
"I just hope that we are able to trap it, not the other way around... If it stormed camp..."
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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.
“Oh. I’m not so good at finding things. But if you need help forging anything, I’m your man.”
"Alright." He reaches into the robotic car and grabs a piece of paper.
“Alright. Show me the blueprints.”
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
"Well what I do with the ones that don't have any souls I use as helpers. And I haven't let in my old friend who is a hellhound. Pretty sure small monsters are in camp."
“Robots with souls? Creepy. I’m Peter, by the way.”
"The bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
“I know, it won’t.”
*I’ll lower it after.*
*Okay. BEcause the fight will be hard.*
"I just hope that we are able to trap it, not the other way around... If it stormed camp..."
“That would be a total disaster. Everyone would die.”
Iris is sitting I the forest, crying, holdig a slightly burnt piece of firewood in her hands.
Nala walks by, sees her, and immediately tries to pretend she hasn't, slowly walking in a different direction.
Perception: 21
She looks up, immediately putting the firewood in her pocket and looking at her.
"You're bad at hiding."
"I'm not hiding, I'm avoiding. There's a difference. Also, I was good at hiding when it mattered!" She gives a small grin.
"Yeah, you were..."
Nala pauses for a moment. "What are you doing out here, by the way? I thought you said it was dangerous."
"It 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 bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
“I know, it won’t.”
*I’ll lower it after.*
*Okay. BEcause the fight will be hard.*
"I just hope that we are able to trap it, not the other way around... If it stormed camp..."
“That would be a total disaster. Everyone would die.”
"... Yeah... But I'm not letting that happen. Not... I'm not letting it happen."
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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.
“Oh. I’m not so good at finding things. But if you need help forging anything, I’m your man.”
"Alright." He reaches into the robotic car and grabs a piece of paper.
“Alright. Show me the blueprints.”
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
"Well what I do with the ones that don't have any souls I use as helpers. And I haven't let in my old friend who is a hellhound. Pretty sure small monsters are in camp."
“Robots with souls? Creepy. I’m Peter, by the way.”
"Scar. And me and another Melinoë kid can put souls into objects."
“Oh. I’m not so good at finding things. But if you need help forging anything, I’m your man.”
"Alright." He reaches into the robotic car and grabs a piece of paper.
“Alright. Show me the blueprints.”
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
"Well what I do with the ones that don't have any souls I use as helpers. And I haven't let in my old friend who is a hellhound. Pretty sure small monsters are in camp."
“Robots with souls? Creepy. I’m Peter, by the way.”
"Scar. And me and another Melinoë kid can put souls into objects."
"The bordr is a two way field. Monsters cannot come in, monsters cannot get out."
“Then what are we supposed to do?”
"Good question! I don't know. Drakons are extremely powerful, and only grow stronger with age... this one has been living at camp for quite a while, if the Library's to be trusted."
“Let’s kill it before it gets any older.”
"I'll have to think on the best way of killing it, but... hmm..."
“Maybe a trap. We need a lot of campers for this.”
"We would..."
*What level is Evan?*
*15. He’s super OP.*
“We would what?”
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
“I know, it won’t.”
*I’ll lower it after.*
*Okay. BEcause the fight will be hard.*
"I just hope that we are able to trap it, not the other way around... If it stormed camp..."
“That would be a total disaster. Everyone would die.”
"... Yeah... But I'm not letting that happen. Not... I'm not letting it happen."
*Alright...*
"Hold on... Drakons are showy.... really showy... we could set up an ambush, lead It into a trap... Hm..."
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
Perception: 9
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
She looks up, immediately putting the firewood in her pocket and looking at her.
"You're bad at hiding."
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
“Oh. Sure! That would work.”
*Prolly gonna lower it.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
He grabs blueprints from the car and shows Peter. The tops of the blueprints say 'mark 1' and 'mark 4-0'.
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
Peter starts hammering, singing a song as he works. He eventually stops. “What are you going to do with these automatons? Also, have you seen any monsters in camp?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"I'm not hiding, I'm avoiding. There's a difference. Also, I was good at hiding when it mattered!" She gives a small grin.
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^)
*NO DON'T.*
"But... it'll be hard... the Drakon won't go down without a fight..."
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, you were..."
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 know, it won’t.”
*I’ll lower it after.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Well what I do with the ones that don't have any souls I use as helpers. And I haven't let in my old friend who is a hellhound. Pretty sure small monsters are in camp."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
*Okay. BEcause the fight will be hard.*
"I just hope that we are able to trap it, not the other way around... If it stormed camp..."
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
“Robots with souls? Creepy. I’m Peter, by the way.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Nala pauses for a moment. "What are you doing out here, by the way? I thought you said it was dangerous."
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^)
“That would be a total disaster. Everyone would die.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"It 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
"... Yeah... But I'm not letting that happen. Not... I'm not letting it happen."
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
"Scar. And me and another Melinoë kid can put souls into objects."
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“I thought all death kids can do that.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Good. I’ll protect us.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!