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.
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
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.
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
“Dude, you can have a relationship without me judging, I’m Rex by the way.” He checks up on them, seeing that they are mostly good, wiping up any blood, “Good you didn’t die.”
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
“Dude, you can have a relationship without me judging, I’m Rex by the way.” He checks up on them, seeing that they are mostly good, wiping up any blood, “Good you didn’t die.”
“Y-yeah.. Sorry, it’s a new thing and I’m not sure if Alex wants to like, tell everyone right away…” I’m Caleb.” He says, shifting uncomfortably as he wipes away a bit of blood from a particularly nasty wound on his arm.
Regina is at the edge of camp, staring at the barrier silently
Someone runs through the border, obviously new. They’re around seventeen, pretty old for a lone demigod, and their long pink hair conceals their face, but tears stream down their cheeks.
"Whoa, whoa, slow down a bit! You just made it through. Youre safe now." She draws her sword, pointing it to behind the person "Something chasing?"
“G-get away from me! I’m dangerous!”
"Youre... Huh? Dangerous as in a demigod, or is there something else you need to explain?"
“G-go away! Please! I’m to dangerous!”
"Listen, kid, I was here first anyways, and if you haven't been here before youre gonna need help. So explain the danger, and Ill risk manage"
“C-calm down… I need to calm down… I’m safe… oh gods what is happening.”
"Yeah, you do... Whats your name?"
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*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
“Dude, you can have a relationship without me judging, I’m Rex by the way.” He checks up on them, seeing that they are mostly good, wiping up any blood, “Good you didn’t die.”
“Y-yeah.. Sorry, it’s a new thing and I’m not sure if Alex wants to like, tell everyone right away…” I’m Caleb.” He says, shifting uncomfortably as he wipes away a bit of blood from a particularly nasty wound on his arm.
“If you haven’t talked about that I won’t tell, you need to bandage this wound better.” He takes off a bit of his shirt, beginning to wrap it gingerly around the wound, smiling brightly up at them, “Nice to meet you Caleb, you claimed or not?”
“… so we gonna talk about me confessing my love to you or…?”
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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.
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
“Dude, you can have a relationship without me judging, I’m Rex by the way.” He checks up on them, seeing that they are mostly good, wiping up any blood, “Good you didn’t die.”
“Y-yeah.. Sorry, it’s a new thing and I’m not sure if Alex wants to like, tell everyone right away…” I’m Caleb.” He says, shifting uncomfortably as he wipes away a bit of blood from a particularly nasty wound on his arm.
“If you haven’t talked about that I won’t tell, you need to bandage this wound better.” He takes off a bit of his shirt, beginning to wrap it gingerly around the wound, smiling brightly up at them, “Nice to meet you Caleb, you claimed or not?”
He winces as he bandages the wound. “uh, well, no… but we’re like 90% sure I’m a child of Khione. She’s the goddess of snow.”
(forgot to mention this, Rex notices that Caleb’s skin is unnaturally cold)
Regina is at the edge of camp, staring at the barrier silently
Someone runs through the border, obviously new. They’re around seventeen, pretty old for a lone demigod, and their long pink hair conceals their face, but tears stream down their cheeks.
"Whoa, whoa, slow down a bit! You just made it through. Youre safe now." She draws her sword, pointing it to behind the person "Something chasing?"
“G-get away from me! I’m dangerous!”
"Youre... Huh? Dangerous as in a demigod, or is there something else you need to explain?"
“G-go away! Please! I’m to dangerous!”
"Listen, kid, I was here first anyways, and if you haven't been here before youre gonna need help. So explain the danger, and Ill risk manage"
“C-calm down… I need to calm down… I’m safe… oh gods what is happening.”
"Yeah, you do... Whats your name?"
“I’m… I’m Ashley.”
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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.
*does anyone care to roleplay?*
*I would love to, I’ve got Rex, Atlas, Liam, and Cody.*
*I suppose you’re right, thank you friend.*
*hmmmmmmm… I don’t know most of them. Who would you want to use?*
*sure!*
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
*Probably Rex or Cody, but I like all of them so it doesn’t matter.*
*alright, how about Rex then?*
Caleb walks out of Hermes cabin and starts making his way to the mess hall. Parts of his arms and legs are bandaged, but nothing serious, like broken bones.
*alright!*
Elijah is practicing with a shortsword.
*Of course.*
Rex is always in the mess hall, eating and singing and being merry, but when he sees Caleb he stops, getting up from his chair and coming over to them, he doesn’t know them, but he stills checks on them, his accent heavy, South American, “Hey, what happened to you?”
Leslie nervously walks up behind him.
”h-hey, Elijah…”
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
Caleb, a bit surprised, seems confused for a few seconds before speaking.
”I-uh… someone impersonated my-… er… Alex, uh and then tried to kill me.”
Elijah pauses, turning around.
”Oh! Leslie… h-hey-…”
“Dude, you can have a relationship without me judging, I’m Rex by the way.” He checks up on them, seeing that they are mostly good, wiping up any blood, “Good you didn’t die.”
“Y-yeah.. Sorry, it’s a new thing and I’m not sure if Alex wants to like, tell everyone right away…” I’m Caleb.” He says, shifting uncomfortably as he wipes away a bit of blood from a particularly nasty wound on his arm.
"Yeah, you do... Whats your name?"
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)
“If you haven’t talked about that I won’t tell, you need to bandage this wound better.” He takes off a bit of his shirt, beginning to wrap it gingerly around the wound, smiling brightly up at them, “Nice to meet you Caleb, you claimed or not?”
“… so we gonna talk about me confessing my love to you or…?”
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 winces as he bandages the wound. “uh, well, no… but we’re like 90% sure I’m a child of Khione. She’s the goddess of snow.”
(forgot to mention this, Rex notices that Caleb’s skin is unnaturally cold)
“I’m… I’m Ashley.”
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
“Oh-yeah-… about that-… Uh, Leslie-… you’re… uh, really nice and-…”
*i can make precisely two decisions here and they are both evil. Well, evil for different people and for different reasons.*