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.
*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)."
“It wanted me to fix it.”
"... How... Geez, man..."
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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.
*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.
*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)."
“It wanted me to fix it.”
"... How... Geez, man..."
“What?”
"This robot is like... Wow."
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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.
He quickly takes the broken peices, and a lot of other Hepheastus kids help out, getting out the blueprints and stuff.
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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 quickly takes the broken peices, and a lot of other Hepheastus kids help out, getting out the blueprints and stuff.
“And make sure it doesn’t go crazy this time!”
"Yeah, yeah!"
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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 quickly takes the broken peices, and a lot of other Hepheastus kids help out, getting out the blueprints and stuff.
“And make sure it doesn’t go crazy this time!”
"Yeah, yeah!"
*New rp?*
*Okie!*
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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 quickly takes the broken peices, and a lot of other Hepheastus kids help out, getting out the blueprints and stuff.
“And make sure it doesn’t go crazy this time!”
"Yeah, yeah!"
*New rp?*
*Okie!*
*Who you want?*
*Hmmmm...*
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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.
*Good.*
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
“It wanted me to fix it.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Arch!*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"... How... Geez, man..."
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
“What?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"This robot is like... 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
“I didn’t fight it. It was already broken.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"YEah, but still. That... 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
“Are you going to fix it?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Oh! Uh! Yeah!"
He quickly takes the broken peices, and a lot of other Hepheastus kids help out, getting out the blueprints and stuff.
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
“And make sure it doesn’t go crazy this time!”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Yeah, yeah!"
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
*New rp?*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Okie!*
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
“It’s actually pretty cool. Could calm down anyone attacking you.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Who you want?*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Hmmmm...*
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