My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
A 14-15 year old with green eyes and with blonde hair with a streak of blue, enters camp wearing black baggy sweatpants, black shoes, and a vintage My Chemical Romance T-shirt. It seems very clear, he's emo
The boy sees a ten year old boy sitting in the Amphitheater, singing a song.
He walks over
“I thought I’d live to my oldest days
At least that’s what everybody says-
Oh! Hi!” He grins, running a hand through his black hair.
"Ello."
“Did ya know my mom is a goddess? Pretty cool, right?”
"Goddess, eh?"
“I mean, according to the guy who told me not to smack birds with my lute.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Duan is sitting in the amphitheater, singing a mournful tune.
Evan is inside the Zeus cabin, doing a puzzle.
Guitar accompienent music starts to join in with Duan, coming from the speakers on stage. Atticus is in the center of the amphitheater, flapping his wings to stay afloat as he plays along
Aeris is hanging from the bunk above Evan, staring at him. "Oh, look. A ghost.
Duan pauses and grins. “Wings! Cool!” He’s a young boy, about ten, with hair tied into a braid. Right now he’s wearing a green hoodie with a shamrock on it, a pair of faded jeans, and he has green eyes.
"You know, you look a little young to be singing depressing songs. What's the trouble, little man?" He lowers himself down to the ground, 5 feet away from Duan
"Why so jumpy, little bro?" She holds out yellow lightning, worrying that he thinks she's Atticus.
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
Duan is sitting in the amphitheater, singing a mournful tune.
Evan is inside the Zeus cabin, doing a puzzle.
Guitar accompienent music starts to join in with Duan, coming from the speakers on stage. Atticus is in the center of the amphitheater, flapping his wings to stay afloat as he plays along
Aeris is hanging from the bunk above Evan, staring at him. "Oh, look. A ghost.
Duan pauses and grins. “Wings! Cool!” He’s a young boy, about ten, with hair tied into a braid. Right now he’s wearing a green hoodie with a shamrock on it, a pair of faded jeans, and he has green eyes.
"You know, you look a little young to be singing depressing songs. What's the trouble, little man?" He lowers himself down to the ground, 5 feet away from Duan
"Why so jumpy, little bro?" She holds out yellow lightning, worrying that he thinks she's Atticus.
“Oh, I just missed my dad and misses thinking I would live to adulthood. Also depressing songs are very pretty!”
“I-nothing.”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"... No... or... maybe. Mythology is complicated..."
“Yeah, tell me about it.” He grumbles. “Care to talk?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
“I mean, according to the guy who told me not to smack birds with my lute.”
"Why were you even hitting birds?" He raises an eyebrow
“It was like-a monster bird! It was bright red and was attacking me and I think I smelled smoke and it was SO COOL!”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
The first attack hits, causing Clover to wince in pain.
The second misses by a mile, an involuntary muscle spasm causing his aim to go WAY off.
Clover snaps, the pressure in the area dropping again. (ONE MORE TIME LETS GO GAMBLING)
9
*And a four, should we go for a five?*
Two more attacks
Attack: 30 Damage: 12 + 6 force damage
Attack: 19 Damage: 10 + 6 force damage
*Ahem. Yes.*
The first attack hits, but the second misses.
(OKAY REALLY THIS IS THE LAST TIME)
25
*Finally, took ya 5 tryes*
Two more attacks
Attack: 27 Damage: 10 + 2 force damage
Attack: 28 Damage: 10 + 5 force damage
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Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish) In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you. They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different? NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
“Oh, I just missed my dad and misses thinking I would live to adulthood. Also depressing songs are very pretty!”
“I-nothing.”
"Ah, cool. Can't relate, my old man sucked. Who's your God parent?"
"Okay, fine. Be that way." She jumps down and sits next to him before taking her meds out of her pocket and taking one pill.
“Not sure. Think she’s a goddess. Or something.”
”How you been?”
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My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
The first attack hits, causing Clover to wince in pain.
The second misses by a mile, an involuntary muscle spasm causing his aim to go WAY off.
Clover snaps, the pressure in the area dropping again. (ONE MORE TIME LETS GO GAMBLING)
9
*And a four, should we go for a five?*
Two more attacks
Attack: 30 Damage: 12 + 6 force damage
Attack: 19 Damage: 10 + 6 force damage
*Ahem. Yes.*
The first attack hits, but the second misses.
(OKAY REALLY THIS IS THE LAST TIME)
25
*Finally, took ya 5 tryes*
Two more attacks
Attack: 27 Damage: 10 + 2 force damage
Attack: 28 Damage: 10 + 5 force damage
Both miss, the bolts being turned aside by a freak gust of wind.
Clover stands up straight, and looks up at Duan, grinning, before flipping one of her daggers, and letting whatever side it lands on hit her palm. (1 is blade, 2 is handle)
2
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Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
“Oh, I just missed my dad and misses thinking I would live to adulthood. Also depressing songs are very pretty!”
“I-nothing.”
"Ah, cool. Can't relate, my old man sucked. Who's your God parent?"
"Okay, fine. Be that way." She jumps down and sits next to him before taking her meds out of her pocket and taking one pill.
“Not sure. Think she’s a goddess. Or something.”
”How you been?”
"Probably is, if your dad was a human. If it's Metis." he chuckles and shakes his head. "Won't Aspen be surprised... Anyway. I'm Atticus. Nice to meet you"
"Worried, Evan. Super worried about you... Have you even talked to Noah lately?"
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Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
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“Uh, yeah. I’m Evan. Oh! Are you a Zeus kid?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
“I mean, according to the guy who told me not to smack birds with my lute.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
"You know, you look a little young to be singing depressing songs. What's the trouble, little man?" He lowers himself down to the ground, 5 feet away from Duan
"Why so jumpy, little bro?" She holds out yellow lightning, worrying that he thinks she's Atticus.
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
*CUT WITH GATO*
The first attack hits, causing Clover to wince in pain.
The second misses by a mile, an involuntary muscle spasm causing his aim to go WAY off.
Clover snaps, the pressure in the area dropping again. (ONE MORE TIME LETS GO GAMBLING)
9
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
“Oh, I just missed my dad and misses thinking I would live to adulthood. Also depressing songs are very pretty!”
“I-nothing.”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*And a four, should we go for a five?*
Two more attacks
Attack: 29 Damage: 9 + 5 force damage
Attack: 26 Damage: 10 + 6 force damage.
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"... No... or... maybe. Mythology is complicated..."
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Why were you even hitting birds?" He raises an eyebrow
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"Don't get me started on dangerous secrets..." They shudder
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
“Yeah, tell me about it.” He grumbles. “Care to talk?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*Ahem. Yes.*
The first attack hits, but the second misses.
(OKAY REALLY THIS IS THE LAST TIME)
25
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
"Ah, cool. Can't relate, my old man sucked. Who's your God parent?"
"Okay, fine. Be that way." She jumps down and sits next to him before taking her meds out of her pocket and taking one pill.
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL
“It was like-a monster bird! It was bright red and was attacking me and I think I smelled smoke and it was SO COOL!”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
*OKAY*
*FINALLY*
Clover grins, snapping her fingers.
The field rustles with a sudden breeze, four leafed clovers popping up all over the field.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
*Finally, took ya 5 tryes*
Two more attacks
Attack: 27 Damage: 10 + 2 force damage
Attack: 28 Damage: 10 + 5 force damage
Hello! Call me Gato (Cat in Spanish)
In this place where you're not here, in this place where I was with you
Your eyes are too kind, and I'm covered in wounds. Don't let me love you.
They say people are born different. We brainwashed in the same system. They expect perfection. So how can we be different?
NOW, ALL HAIL MERLIN, AND THE GREAT MERLIN ARMY. GIVE ME A 4D8 ATTEMPT: [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll] + [roll]1d8[/roll]=[roll][roll:-4]+[roll:-3]+[roll:-2]+[roll:-1][/roll]
"Yeah..."
She sits down next to Cherry, sighing.
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
“Not sure. Think she’s a goddess. Or something.”
”How you been?”
My wings were clipped, my heart in a chain, I suffered then, I walked through pain, but even now I know my strength, and I know I'll go any length to save the ones I love.
My least favorite person is me, but my favorite people are y'all. Keeper of Lore, Scribe, Writer. Ask me about my writing!
Extended Signature!
Both miss, the bolts being turned aside by a freak gust of wind.
Clover stands up straight, and looks up at Duan, grinning, before flipping one of her daggers, and letting whatever side it lands on hit her palm. (1 is blade, 2 is handle)
2
Hello! This is the Alt account of Gonzalo2, which I made because I want more than six characters without having to pay for it.
He reaches in his pocket. "And what if it's someone's friend?"
Artise
Totally not part Asian
Has cars (cats)
"Probably is, if your dad was a human. If it's Metis." he chuckles and shakes his head. "Won't Aspen be surprised... Anyway. I'm Atticus. Nice to meet you"
"Worried, Evan. Super worried about you... Have you even talked to Noah lately?"
Indubitably the real account of the Salem you're thinking of, Mx. Mason Spark, the Prodigal Fox
Still a furry, still a weirdo. Love y'all
Oh, I'm they/them now.
"Zoro knows exactly what MLM means." - AgateElk
Would you please forgive me? While I cannot love myself, I'll choose someone else. - BNL