"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
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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.
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
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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.
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
He follows behind his eyes glint a little blue as he finds the proper footing for this cave (flash of genius)
Stealth: 22
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
"What is it?"
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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.
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
He follows behind his eyes glint a little blue as he finds the proper footing for this cave (flash of genius)
Stealth: 22
They successfully sneak into the cave, and they see a massive drakon, at least 200 feet long, colored by brilliant greens and reds...
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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.
*censoring for swears. Basically, you ad a Gold Piece to the swear jar or something, idk.*
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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.
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
"What is it?"
“My dad… Oceanus…”
"Oh! Neat."
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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.
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
*(GP) is a filter. If you want to curse, say that instead.*
*oh ok*
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
*censoring for swears. Basically, you ad a Gold Piece to the swear jar or something, idk.*
*gonna use that*
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Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
He follows behind his eyes glint a little blue as he finds the proper footing for this cave (flash of genius)
Stealth: 22
They successfully sneak into the cave, and they see a massive drakon, at least 200 feet long, colored by brilliant greens and reds...
He is looking at it in shock a look that just says: wow
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
"What is it?"
“My dad… Oceanus…”
"Oh! Neat."
“No! Not neat!”
"Why not?"
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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.
"Listen. The woods are dangerous. REALLY dangerous."
"They can't be thaaaat bad" Cuts past her
"... Fine..."
"look at all the trees i thought you loved nature!"
"I do. I also prefer to not get mauled to death."
"Don't you prefer a little excitement rather than just sitting talking about fireproof bags"
"... I mean, yeah, sure. Wanna go somewhere fun?"
"Sure"
"Alright- follow me."
She treks dep into the forest, and the vegetation turns sparse, the ground soggy, as they emerge into a swamp.."
"Is this like one of the places you like to hang out or..."
"It's... intresting. You see that cave? We need to be very, very quiet from now on, okay?"
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
He follows behind his eyes glint a little blue as he finds the proper footing for this cave (flash of genius)
Stealth: 22
They successfully sneak into the cave, and they see a massive drakon, at least 200 feet long, colored by brilliant greens and reds...
He is looking at it in shock a look that just says: wow
"Yeah. Wow."
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
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.
“Probably Triton. Maybe Poseidon! Or… Pontus? Dad, if you claim me, I promise I won’t hate you for not claiming me before.”
"Hmm..."
Nothing happens for a few seconds. And then the ocean explodes with water and lifts Murphy into the air. He screams. Then… a large symbol appears above his head. A trident with a serpent curled around it. The serpent is eating the trident. A malicious aura comes off of Murphy, and he cries out in pain, eyes glazing over with green, fingernails sharpening.
"OH GODS WHAT THE (GP)!"
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a 'smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
"... Are you alright...?"
He looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
"What is it?"
“My dad… Oceanus…”
"Oh! Neat."
“No! Not neat!”
"Why not?"
“My dad is Oceanus! He’s evil! Which means I might be evil too!”
he just nods and gives a you lead the way kind of nudge
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
Murphy screams again, shaking. He looks like he’s about to vomit. His hair is getting wet, his clothes are getting wet, his eyes are hungry. And then it’s over. The water drops him, and an elegant bow carved from blue wood collapses to the ground. Engraved in it in Ancient Greek are the words “To Murphy, son of the Titan of the Waters. From dad.” And a smiley face. Murphy gets up, and shakes the water out of his hair. Except… is his hand made of water? Quickly as it happens, it shifts back.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
She walks forwards, sneaking.
Stealth: 15
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
"... Are you alright...?"
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 looks down at the bow. “Well made…” He looks at his hand, made of water again. “Super cool!” He looks at the bow again. “Wait-WHAT?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
He follows behind his eyes glint a little blue as he finds the proper footing for this cave (flash of genius)
Stealth: 22
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
"What is it?"
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
*can someone tell me what (gp)! means lol*
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
They successfully sneak into the cave, and they see a massive drakon, at least 200 feet long, colored by brilliant greens and reds...
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
*(GP) is a filter. If you want to curse, say that instead.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*censoring for swears. Basically, you ad a Gold Piece to the swear jar or something, idk.*
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
“My dad… Oceanus…”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Oh! Neat."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“No! Not neat!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*oh ok*
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
*gonna use that*
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
He is looking at it in shock a look that just says: wow
Greetings! greetings! if i post on forum you can refer to me as AG.
I do a lot of character building and love dnd bc of story telling （*＾-＾*）
i love building characters and I underprepare for sessions I'm dming as. theater is pretty cool. coding is pretty cool. Ravnica is the best plane ever created.
looking to just hang out and have a good time around this place. (￣y▽,￣)╭
idk what a extended signature is
"Why not?"
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. Wow."
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
“My dad is Oceanus! He’s evil! Which means I might be evil too!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
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