*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
“Khaos controlled you?”
"Y-y-y-y-yes."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
“Khaos controlled you?”
"Y-y-y-y-yes."
“Oh.”
"H-Help."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
“Khaos controlled you?”
"Y-y-y-y-yes."
“Oh.”
"H-Help."
“How?”
"Hepheastus... Cabin."
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.
*Ooh. That would work. Or actually I’m good with plain interaction ughhhhhhh I keep changing my mind.*
*Okie!*
Clio, Rust covered and wires frayed, sits abandoned in the forest.
Evan approaches Clio. “Khaos’s body.” He says scornfully.
The rusted automaton stays motionless, broken, and decreped. (Or however you spell that word)
He taps it.
The metal groans, creaking, trying to move. A low voice creaks out spordicallly, "H-help... Help m-me... Help..."
“What?” Evan asks.
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
"Help... Help me..."
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
“Khaos controlled you?”
"Y-y-y-y-yes."
“Oh.”
"H-Help."
“How?”
"Hepheastus... Cabin."
He picks her up and brings her over.
She's quite heavy, but a couple of her limbs are missing, so it's somewhat easier than it would've normally been. As you walk into the cabin, a bunch of kids just star eat you in awe and horror.
"... Dude. What the (GP)."
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.
“What?” Evan asks.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
An arm reaches out, and grabs Evans arm.
"Help... help me.. me... help..."
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
“Let go of me, freak!” He yanks his arm back.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Help... Help me..."
Hiya, there! I'm Gonzalo2, but you can just call me Gonz! (Don't ask about what happened to Gonzalo1.) I'm just an ADHD theater nerd who has too much time on my hands and too little sleep! I'm usually at Camp Half-Blood, which I moderate, and have seventeen characters on. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
DON'T TRUST SALEM AND NANER! I'M ON THE MOST!!!
Camp Half-Blood Archives
“I’m not helping Khaos!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"I-I-I'm not Khaos... Khaos controlled me... I am free now... Discarded... Destroyed... Help me..."
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
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“Khaos controlled you?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Not really in the mood for one of my characters to be attacked without provocation, sorry.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Y-y-y-y-yes."
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
*When has Kori attacked anyone?*
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
“Oh.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"H-Help."
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
“How?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Hepheastus... Cabin."
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 picks her up and brings her over.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
She's quite heavy, but a couple of her limbs are missing, so it's somewhat easier than it would've normally been. As you walk into the cabin, a bunch of kids just star eat you in awe and horror.
"... Dude. What the (GP)."
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
*hey y’all, I’m back!*
*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARCH!*
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
*hi! How are ya?*