He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
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She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 16 Damage: 11
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*sure! Do you want my new character, Elijah, or Caleb?*
(how about elijah? can you give me a desc?)
Elijah is a blonde haired, Blue eyed, 5’0, 14 year old boy with a pink sweater and blue jeans. He has two small golden hoop earrings, a wealth of rings and bracelets, and all of it is pink. He has a kind smile on his face and a cheery demeanor, and is generally… very confused at what’s happening around him, he’s been at camp for about a day.
(thank you)
Luna is eating lunch
Elijah walks up to Luna, waving. “Hi! I’m, uh, new here. I’m Elijah!” He says cheerfully, holding a hand out to shake.
She shakes his hand and says cheerfully "I'm Luna, nice to meet you"
“Luna! That’s a nice name.” He sits down next to her. “How long have you been at camp?”
"it's been a year or two now. be glad you weren't here earlier"
“Oh… what happened before I got here?”
"A war" she sighs "best not to go into the details"
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they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am lost with a direction I am failure and perfection Without grace, but I am tired Of walking life like it's a wire
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
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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.
"Eh. IT wasn't so bad. Life on the streets can be surprisingly... not horrible."
“You must be… resourceful, then. I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”
"Thanks... But I think you'd be able to do it too."
“Awww, thanks. But no, seriously, I’d die.”
"Mmm... I doubt that."
After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing. “What… even is this conversation?”
"Thats... actually a good question." Leslie continues to finish coloring in her picture, and she rests her head on Elijah's shoulder.
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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.
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
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She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
He mimics her movements, waiting for her to make the first strike. “Don’t think so, if I really needed to fight a monster, I have a celestial bronze dagger…”
"Well, lets see what you-" she suddenly rushes in, with speed above almost any other demigod, as she aims a strike at his left shoulder "can do to buy time to draw that"
His eyes widen, and a rush of frigid cold hits her, the temperature now well below 0 degrees. The ground around them starts to freeze over, and it becomes sort of slippery. Caleb raises his sword in defense, not nearly as fast as Regina. Make a dexterity saving through to avoid slipping.
23
She manages to keep her footing, and Caleb just barely manages to parry her attack. He takes a few steps back, unimpeded by the frosty terrain. “Since when were you-… so fast?”
She smiles "Since always. I just keep it hidden until its time for something like this" She quickly releases the bind, swinging into his other side with the flat Attack: 20 Damage: 6
That hits, and he yelps again, swinging wildly with his ice sword, also summoning a frigid blast of air.
to hit: 13 damage: 3 slashing+2 cold.
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade" Attack: 17 Damage: 11
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D* Attack: 21 Damage: 10 Attack: 7 Damage: 11
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
*Sure :))* Regina is outside, whittling something from a thick stick
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
An older camper is pushing a kid of about fourteen into camp. He has blonde hair, brown eyes, and is slumped over. He’s wearing a black hoodie that he has his hands shoved into, and a cut, red and looking infected, runs down his cheek.
A combat medic, by the name of Jacob, rushes up the hill, carrying some medical supplies. He says, "Hey, Jerry. This the new kid? HE looks pretty banged up. Gimme."
“Ow.” The new guy says, touching his cut. “I… Um, faced a wound in battle. Totally didn’t scratch myself with my own sword while fighting a baby cyclops.”
"... Oh. Okay. Well. Waht's your name?" As we talk, Jerry walks away probably to do whatever it is random demigods do.
“Evan. Who are you? They tell me one of my parents is a god…”
I'm Jacob. And yeah. You're a demigod. That means that one of your parents is an anchient greek god.
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
“Am I gonna die?”
"If you don't stop squirming? Maybe." Jacob begins to treat and bandage the wound, and then says a quick prayer to apollo.
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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.
*sure! Do you want my new character, Elijah, or Caleb?*
(how about elijah? can you give me a desc?)
Elijah is a blonde haired, Blue eyed, 5’0, 14 year old boy with a pink sweater and blue jeans. He has two small golden hoop earrings, a wealth of rings and bracelets, and all of it is pink. He has a kind smile on his face and a cheery demeanor, and is generally… very confused at what’s happening around him, he’s been at camp for about a day.
(thank you)
Luna is eating lunch
Elijah walks up to Luna, waving. “Hi! I’m, uh, new here. I’m Elijah!” He says cheerfully, holding a hand out to shake.
She shakes his hand and says cheerfully "I'm Luna, nice to meet you"
“Luna! That’s a nice name.” He sits down next to her. “How long have you been at camp?”
"it's been a year or two now. be glad you weren't here earlier"
“Oh… what happened before I got here?”
"A war" she sighs "best not to go into the details"
*Just posted what Regina is doin at some point before or after the sparring if ya wanna join in on that post?*
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NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science] Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews! Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya! Characters (Outdated)
Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
"Eh. IT wasn't so bad. Life on the streets can be surprisingly... not horrible."
“You must be… resourceful, then. I don’t think I’d be able to do that.”
"Thanks... But I think you'd be able to do it too."
“Awww, thanks. But no, seriously, I’d die.”
"Mmm... I doubt that."
After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing. “What… even is this conversation?”
"Thats... actually a good question." Leslie continues to finish coloring in her picture, and she rests her head on Elijah's shoulder.
Elijah chuckles at her response. When she rests her head on his shoulder, he freezes, shifting uncomfortably a bit.
Leslie continues to color her drawing, and then- "Alright... I think thats good..." Leslie stands up, and shows it to Elijah. "How 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.
*Back if anyone wants to rp.*
Thats a miss, as she ducks out of the way, with a small slide aside on the ice "Cant be surprised! Its distracting you! Making your swings imprecise. Focus on my blade"
Attack: 16 Damage: 11
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
"A war" she sighs "best not to go into the details"
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
“But I have a mom and dad. Sure, I’m adopted, but they love me. I don’t want a dad who never visited me and sent me to an orphanage after my mom died giving birth to me!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"... Oh. Um. Well, sadly, you are a demigod, and you have horrible parents. Now, let me heal you before you die."
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
After a few seconds, he bursts out laughing. “What… even is this conversation?”
"Thats... actually a good question." Leslie continues to finish coloring in her picture, and she rests her head on Elijah's shoulder.
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
That hits, and he groans, gritting his teeth. He takes her advice, and swings again.
to hit: 23 damage: 3 slashing, 1 cold.
She attempts a parry, but he's able to swing around it and land a hit. Strangely, this just widens her smile "Perfect.. Now I can go at my full speed!" *Shes adding in her multiattack :D*
Attack: 21 Damage: 10
Attack: 7 Damage: 11
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
(you want to rp Chris?)
they/her Always open to chat. Just send me a PM
I am failure and perfection
Without grace, but I am tired
Of walking life like it's a wire
*Sure :))*
Regina is outside, whittling something from a thick stick
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
“Am I gonna die?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Anyone? Please?*
"If you don't stop squirming? Maybe." Jacob begins to treat and bandage the wound, and then says a quick prayer to apollo.
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
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
Elijah chuckles at her response. When she rests her head on his shoulder, he freezes, shifting uncomfortably a bit.
“Oh my goodness… did people die?”
*Just posted what Regina is doin at some point before or after the sparring if ya wanna join in on that post?*
NNCHRIS: SOUL THIEF, MASTER OF THE ARCANE, AND KING OF NEW YORKNN
Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
Characters (Outdated)
*Here ya go.*
Liam is sitting where is always is, whittling silently with a sharp rock he found. He seems to be making a spear and a bow for himself out of natural forgeables, doing so with the same silence he always does.
Leslie continues to color her drawing, and then- "Alright... I think thats good..." Leslie stands up, and shows it to Elijah. "How 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