“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
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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.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
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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.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
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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.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
He stays awake and slams his rapier into Jasper.
19 to hit 13 damage. Then he hides. 21
The rapier slides off of a magical barrier, and he looks for him.
26
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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.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
He stays awake and slams his rapier into Jasper.
19 to hit 13 damage. Then he hides. 21
The rapier slides off of a magical barrier, and he looks for him.
26
*NICE*
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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.
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
He stays awake and slams his rapier into Jasper.
19 to hit 13 damage. Then he hides. 21
The rapier slides off of a magical barrier, and he looks for him.
26
He has slipped into a shadow. “We don’t have to fight! Come with me and you can become a better version of yourself!”
“I need to prepare. Sorry man, I forgot your name. What was it again?”
"My name's Andrew."
Deception: 33
“Ahhhhhhh. Gotcha, man. I’m Peter. How long you been here?”
"Dude. You see the necklace, right? Two years."
Deception: 26
Peter's roll has 3 subtracted to it. (Cutting words)
“Sorry, sorry. I’m not so good at noticing stuff and all that.”
"Nah, it's alright, man..."
“Yeah. Uhhh what cabin you in?”
"Cabin seven."
He pulls out a Lyre and starts playing a tune.
Performance: 15
“Ah. Apollo cabin. That’s cool. I’m unclaimed. Been here six years. Hey, did you fight in the war?”
"Yeha, I did..."
“Oh. Yeah…”
“… Anyways…”
“What?”
"...Nothing, nothing... So. About this idiot. How soon can we go and try to get him?"
“Only if he resists. In a week.”
"Alright... alright. See you then, Peter."
“Where can I find you when the time comes?”
"Just ask around. You never know where I'll be..."
He suddenly dissapears into the air, vanishing, as if part of some magic act.
“What the-I thought you were an Apollo kid!”
He rematerializes.
"You're too trusting, Peter."
“Who the (GP) are you?”
"Come on, Peter. Don't you remember me?"
“Wait. Wait. Your voice is familiar. You did fight in the Titan war.”
"Ah! You're learning, aren't you? Let me help you out a bit, Peter."
He takes off his hat, and Peter simultaneously feels the cold steel of a dagger pressed against his neck, and the mist peels away, showing- none other than Jasper C. Torrington, Son of Magic, Magician Extrordinare...
“Jasper.” He gasps. “The last time we fought, you won. But I’ve been training. This time, I will win.”
"Ah-ah-ah, Peter... Last time we fought, I couldn't understand how Alabaster did what he did. I was weak, stupid, powerless. But now I can appreciate my brother's genius. And I won't stop until I have my revenge. Now leave. Before I have to kill you."
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Initiative: 17
”Your mother is a fool.”
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
He stays awake and slams his rapier into Jasper.
19 to hit 13 damage. Then he hides. 21
The rapier slides off of a magical barrier, and he looks for him.
26
He has slipped into a shadow. “We don’t have to fight! Come with me and you can become a better version of yourself!”
"Hm... How about... No."
He pulls a card from his deck, showing a golden sword, and a magical sword crashes down upon Peter.
To hit: 15 Damage: 31
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.
He looks for him again. 14 If he finds peter, the sword will strike once again. 24
Damage: 48
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.
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.
He looks for him again. 10 If he finds peter, the sword will strike once again. 6
Damage: 26
Peter starts to sprint back to camp, still out of sight, racing towards the Big House.
"Ah, (GP), (GP), (GP)!"
He dematerializes, and reappears in the attic of the Big House, where he's set up a small camp. He then warps the mist to appear like a random camper, and dematerializes and reappears behind the Big House.
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.
“You won’t get to Percy. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"And do you? No. So I suggest you run away from camp. Experience exile. It'll be good for you. You have to be strong to survive out there, you know."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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“I am strong. Stronger than you.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Aw, really. BAsk in the might of Hecate. Enjoy these moments, for they shall be your last."
Initiative: 25
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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Initiative: 12
”Your mother is a fool.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"My mother is Hecate."
A green glow surrounds him, and assails Peter. If Peter's HP is less than 82 he falls asleep for one minute.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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*Gtg, be back soon*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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He stays awake and slams his rapier into Jasper.
19 to hit 13 damage. Then he hides. 21
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*nooooooooooo*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
The rapier slides off of a magical barrier, and he looks for him.
26
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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*NICE*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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He has slipped into a shadow. “We don’t have to fight! Come with me and you can become a better version of yourself!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Hm... How about... No."
He pulls a card from his deck, showing a golden sword, and a magical sword crashes down upon Peter.
To hit: 15 Damage: 31
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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*cut with Gonz.*
Peter sidesteps and tries to hide again. 16
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"BAH! SHOW YOURSELF YOU COWARD!"
He looks for him again. 14 If he finds peter, the sword will strike once again. 24
Damage: 48
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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*... I'm not rolling too good, am I?*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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*You rolled two Nat 20s.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Peter starts to sprint back to camp, still out of sight, racing towards the Big House.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*... OH WAIT I DID I FORGOT ABOUT THAT HUH*
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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"Ah, (GP), (GP), (GP)!"
He dematerializes, and reappears in the attic of the Big House, where he's set up a small camp. He then warps the mist to appear like a random camper, and dematerializes and reappears behind the Big House.
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
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