*Is it ok if one of them is Noah and Gonzalo a few of your characters?*
“No…”
“Yeah. Would you react if I died?”
*yeah*
"Why not?"
"I'd be upset, for sure.."
“It’s embarrassing…”
“Well I would too if you died.”
"What if I tell you mine?"
"Yeah... I should go..."
“Okay, fine.”
“Please don’t go.”
*HE NEEDS TO FOR PLOT PURPOSES PLEASE*
"I like this one guy, uhm.. Whatshisname... I forgot, but he's a Poseidon kid."
"Please.. I'm just gonna go take a nap..."
“O-o-oh. Um… I like a Poseidon kid too… Hopefully they’re not the same one… And I kinda used to like Ashley before she Y’know… but I know she likes girls. Definitely don’t like her anymore.” *Gonz if you don’t want this to be canon, just tell me.*
“Oh. Alright. Sleep well, hopefully no nightmares.”
"No chance it's the same one, we're too different" she laughs softly
He waves them off, going to nap
An hour or so later, a tall and dirty blond figure with a freckled face and blue eyes wanders into camp. He wears a white tank top, Jean shorts, and his hair is just past shoulder length, framing his face. Bandages are wrapped around his arms, forming fingerless gloves as they go down his hands. He smells like Atticus, which is odd, considering that not even Atticus smells like Atticus when he... doesn't look like Atticus.
*OOOHHHHHHH HEHEHEHEH HEHEHEH NOW MIGHT BE A GOOD TIME FOR SOMETHING I'M DOING GONNA WHIP UP A CUTSCENE*
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*Is it ok if one of them is Noah and Gonzalo a few of your characters?*
“No…”
“Yeah. Would you react if I died?”
*yeah*
"Why not?"
"I'd be upset, for sure.."
“It’s embarrassing…”
“Well I would too if you died.”
"What if I tell you mine?"
"Yeah... I should go..."
“Okay, fine.”
“Please don’t go.”
*HE NEEDS TO FOR PLOT PURPOSES PLEASE*
"I like this one guy, uhm.. Whatshisname... I forgot, but he's a Poseidon kid."
"Please.. I'm just gonna go take a nap..."
“O-o-oh. Um… I like a Poseidon kid too… Hopefully they’re not the same one… And I kinda used to like Ashley before she Y’know… but I know she likes girls. Definitely don’t like her anymore.” *Gonz if you don’t want this to be canon, just tell me.*
“Oh. Alright. Sleep well, hopefully no nightmares.”
"No chance it's the same one, we're too different" she laughs softly
He waves them off, going to nap
An hour or so later, a tall and dirty blond figure with a freckled face and blue eyes wanders into camp. He wears a white tank top, Jean shorts, and his hair is just past shoulder length, framing his face. Bandages are wrapped around his arms, forming fingerless gloves as they go down his hands. He smells like Atticus, which is odd, considering that not even Atticus smells like Atticus when he... doesn't look like Atticus.
“Um… name? There are only two demigod Poseidon kids, and one is taken. Oh also Percy but he’s taken too. It has to be the same one. Noah.”
Kota stops in his tracks as he sees him. “H-Henry.”
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... That's the question, really. How do you stop death? Mortals have been pondering that question since the anchient times, but all along, the answer was simple. Make a deal with an eldritch chaos goddess bent on destroying the world. Scarlet could stop Khaos. She knew she could... but she's getting off track. She needs to focus. Focus... find their souls... waiting in this realm, forsaken by Hermes and Charon... find them... as she reaches into the void, searching for them, something is... stopping her. A cold void in her mind... no. Press onwards. Ignore your conscience. That's just Khaos talking. Or... is it? What is her anymore? What is anyone anymore?! Do Onyx and Ashley feel this way? Like they aren't themselves- no. Calm. Focus. Think. Push through the barrier. Don't let anything stop you. Make father bend to your will. The gods have always doubted mortals... Yes. Channel that anger... the fear... the hatred... Suddenly, the barrier shatters into a million pieces, each fragment of broken glass stabbing into her soul. Regardless, she pushes them aside. They aren't the shades she wants. But then... where are they...? Where is her family? Where did they go?! They couldn't have passed the river! The weren't burried correctly! Or- [GP], Father! He's still making my life horrible! No. Focus. You can still bring someone else. A camper. Yes. A camper... but who... but who but who, but who? ... Oh. Oh yes. This one will do nicely... Scarlet grins, knowing she's almost done... soon, chaos will run amok. And that's her plan.
Somewhere else, underneath a gravestone, a body takes a tentative breath.
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
... That's the question, really. How do you stop death? Mortals have been pondering that question since the anchient times, but all along, the answer was simple. Make a deal with an eldritch chaos goddess bent on destroying the world. Scarlet could stop Khaos. She knew she could... but she's getting off track. She needs to focus. Focus... find their souls... waiting in this realm, forsaken by Hermes and Charon... find them... as she reaches into the void, searching for them, something is... stopping her. A cold void in her mind... no. Press onwards. Ignore your conscience. That's just Khaos talking. Or... is it? What is her anymore? What is anyone anymore?! Do Onyx and Ashley feel this way? Like they aren't themselves- no. Calm. Focus. Think. Push through the barrier. Don't let anything stop you. Make father bend to your will. The gods have always doubted mortals... Yes. Channel that anger... the fear... the hatred... Suddenly, the barrier shatters into a million pieces, each fragment of broken glass stabbing into her soul. Regardless, she pushes them aside. They aren't the shades she wants. But then... where are they...? Where is her family? Where did they go?! They couldn't have passed the river! The weren't burried correctly! Or- [GP], Father! He's still making my life horrible! No. Focus. You can still bring someone else. A camper. Yes. A camper... but who... but who but who, but who? ... Oh. Oh yes. This one will do nicely... Scarlet grins, knowing she's almost done... soon, chaos will run amok. And that's her plan.
Somewhere else, underneath a gravestone, a body takes a tentative breath.
*Whose body?.....*
*I'm not ruining the surprise!!!*
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
... That's the question, really. How do you stop death? Mortals have been pondering that question since the anchient times, but all along, the answer was simple. Make a deal with an eldritch chaos goddess bent on destroying the world. Scarlet could stop Khaos. She knew she could... but she's getting off track. She needs to focus. Focus... find their souls... waiting in this realm, forsaken by Hermes and Charon... find them... as she reaches into the void, searching for them, something is... stopping her. A cold void in her mind... no. Press onwards. Ignore your conscience. That's just Khaos talking. Or... is it? What is her anymore? What is anyone anymore?! Do Onyx and Ashley feel this way? Like they aren't themselves- no. Calm. Focus. Think. Push through the barrier. Don't let anything stop you. Make father bend to your will. The gods have always doubted mortals... Yes. Channel that anger... the fear... the hatred... Suddenly, the barrier shatters into a million pieces, each fragment of broken glass stabbing into her soul. Regardless, she pushes them aside. They aren't the shades she wants. But then... where are they...? Where is her family? Where did they go?! They couldn't have passed the river! The weren't burried correctly! Or- [GP], Father! He's still making my life horrible! No. Focus. You can still bring someone else. A camper. Yes. A camper... but who... but who but who, but who? ... Oh. Oh yes. This one will do nicely... Scarlet grins, knowing she's almost done... soon, chaos will run amok. And that's her plan.
Somewhere else, underneath a gravestone, a body takes a tentative breath.
... That's the question, really. How do you stop death? Mortals have been pondering that question since the anchient times, but all along, the answer was simple. Make a deal with an eldritch chaos goddess bent on destroying the world. Scarlet could stop Khaos. She knew she could... but she's getting off track. She needs to focus. Focus... find their souls... waiting in this realm, forsaken by Hermes and Charon... find them... as she reaches into the void, searching for them, something is... stopping her. A cold void in her mind... no. Press onwards. Ignore your conscience. That's just Khaos talking. Or... is it? What is her anymore? What is anyone anymore?! Do Onyx and Ashley feel this way? Like they aren't themselves- no. Calm. Focus. Think. Push through the barrier. Don't let anything stop you. Make father bend to your will. The gods have always doubted mortals... Yes. Channel that anger... the fear... the hatred... Suddenly, the barrier shatters into a million pieces, each fragment of broken glass stabbing into her soul. Regardless, she pushes them aside. They aren't the shades she wants. But then... where are they...? Where is her family? Where did they go?! They couldn't have passed the river! The weren't burried correctly! Or- [GP], Father! He's still making my life horrible! No. Focus. You can still bring someone else. A camper. Yes. A camper... but who... but who but who, but who? ... Oh. Oh yes. This one will do nicely... Scarlet grins, knowing she's almost done... soon, chaos will run amok. And that's her plan.
Somewhere else, underneath a gravestone, a body takes a tentative breath.
*Whose body?.....*
*I'm not ruining the surprise!!!*
*It’s Cordon’s. Evan is so dead.*
*I have no idea what you're talking about.*
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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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*OOOHHHHHHH HEHEHEHEH HEHEHEH NOW MIGHT BE A GOOD TIME FOR SOMETHING I'M DOING GONNA WHIP UP A CUTSCENE*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Um… name? There are only two demigod Poseidon kids, and one is taken. Oh also Percy but he’s taken too. It has to be the same one. Noah.”
Kota stops in his tracks as he sees him. “H-Henry.”
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*who wants to play ✨the questions game✨*
*meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*
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“Well that sucks. I-I’m horrible so I’ll stay away from him for your sake.”
“No, no. Atticus showed me you!”
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*Oookay! First question?*
*You can ask me some too.*
*Do you think Elijah is likely to die on the quest?*
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... That's the question, really. How do you stop death? Mortals have been pondering that question since the anchient times, but all along, the answer was simple. Make a deal with an eldritch chaos goddess bent on destroying the world. Scarlet could stop Khaos. She knew she could... but she's getting off track. She needs to focus. Focus... find their souls... waiting in this realm, forsaken by Hermes and Charon... find them... as she reaches into the void, searching for them, something is... stopping her. A cold void in her mind... no. Press onwards. Ignore your conscience. That's just Khaos talking. Or... is it? What is her anymore? What is anyone anymore?! Do Onyx and Ashley feel this way? Like they aren't themselves- no. Calm. Focus. Think. Push through the barrier. Don't let anything stop you. Make father bend to your will. The gods have always doubted mortals... Yes. Channel that anger... the fear... the hatred... Suddenly, the barrier shatters into a million pieces, each fragment of broken glass stabbing into her soul. Regardless, she pushes them aside. They aren't the shades she wants. But then... where are they...? Where is her family? Where did they go?! They couldn't have passed the river! The weren't burried correctly! Or- [GP], Father! He's still making my life horrible! No. Focus. You can still bring someone else. A camper. Yes. A camper... but who... but who but who, but who? ... Oh. Oh yes. This one will do nicely... Scarlet grins, knowing she's almost done... soon, chaos will run amok. And that's her plan.
Somewhere else, underneath a gravestone, a body takes a tentative breath.
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“I wouldn’t screw things up. You should go for him. He doesn’t seem to like me.”
“Um… about that… He thought you died. So… He kinda has a new boyfriend now.”
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*I'm not ruining the surprise!!!*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
*It’s Cordon’s. Evan is so dead.*
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*Oh boy I'm missing a lot*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
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*I have no idea what you're talking about.*
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! This is my original account, but you’ll probably see me on my main accounts, Gonzalo3, and Gonzalo5. Don’t ask why I have so many alts.
“Escape from what?”
“I’m not lying. He loves Noctis. Noctis loves him. And I can’t count how many times he has flirted with other people, including me.”
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