"And why should I? I've been here longer than you. And I'm hungry."
"You may be hungry, demon, but do not doubt the will of man and the bite of steel."
"If you think you can kill me, than go ahead. But there will be a price."
"Oh, sure. Curse me for all you want. But I don't care. Because in the end, demon, I will be living. And you are not."
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The man collapses on top of you.
The woman is still cowering in the corner.
"What are you."
"A woman! I swear! Please help me! He was going to kill me!"
"... Alright."
"Will you save me?"
"Yes. No one deserves to be trapped by a demon such as that."
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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 twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
"And why should I? I've been here longer than you. And I'm hungry."
"You may be hungry, demon, but do not doubt the will of man and the bite of steel."
"If you think you can kill me, than go ahead. But there will be a price."
"Oh, sure. Curse me for all you want. But I don't care. Because in the end, demon, I will be living. And you are not."
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The man collapses on top of you.
The woman is still cowering in the corner.
"What are you."
"A woman! I swear! Please help me! He was going to kill me!"
"... Alright."
"Will you save me?"
"Yes. No one deserves to be trapped by a demon such as that."
"Thank you kind man. What is your name?"
"Me? I'd prefer not to say."
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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 twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
You notice the 'paperwork' is literally just a napkin.
"Hehe... Wrong paper...?"
"Ma'am, I don't know what you're trying to finagle from me here, but I can assure you I am NOT purchasing this house. Someone else will buy it, then maybe you can successfully scam THEM. But you can't deceive a salesman."
Roll perception.
*If I fail this then that would be so ironic yet hilarious at the same time*
18
You notice this woman isn't really even a woman. It's a... Well...
A dead body wearing clothes and walking and talking.
"Oh... Oh... Uh, excuse me, one second." He walk/runs away and gets on the phone. "Tony, the rumors are true. I just talked to a literal corpse... No, she isn't just old... No, I'm not crazy. Tried to make it look like I bought the house. This whole place is so strange, so so strange.... Look, I get we need money and this is our only deal but is it really a good idea to sell a house in a neighborhood with talking dead people?... Fine!" He comes back. "I apologize, I have real estate matters to tend to. Very important, I have to go."
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
You notice the 'paperwork' is literally just a napkin.
"Hehe... Wrong paper...?"
"Ma'am, I don't know what you're trying to finagle from me here, but I can assure you I am NOT purchasing this house. Someone else will buy it, then maybe you can successfully scam THEM. But you can't deceive a salesman."
Roll perception.
*If I fail this then that would be so ironic yet hilarious at the same time*
18
You notice this woman isn't really even a woman. It's a... Well...
A dead body wearing clothes and walking and talking.
"Oh... Oh... Uh, excuse me, one second." He walk/runs away and gets on the phone. "Tony, the rumors are true. I just talked to a literal corpse... No, she isn't just old... No, I'm not crazy. Tried to make it look like I bought the house. This whole place is so strange, so so strange.... Look, I get we need money and this is our only deal but is it really a good idea to sell a house in a neighborhood with talking dead people?... Fine!" He comes back. "I apologize, I have real estate matters to tend to. Very important, I have to go."
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
You notice the 'paperwork' is literally just a napkin.
"Hehe... Wrong paper...?"
"Ma'am, I don't know what you're trying to finagle from me here, but I can assure you I am NOT purchasing this house. Someone else will buy it, then maybe you can successfully scam THEM. But you can't deceive a salesman."
Roll perception.
*If I fail this then that would be so ironic yet hilarious at the same time*
18
You notice this woman isn't really even a woman. It's a... Well...
A dead body wearing clothes and walking and talking.
"Oh... Oh... Uh, excuse me, one second." He walk/runs away and gets on the phone. "Tony, the rumors are true. I just talked to a literal corpse... No, she isn't just old... No, I'm not crazy. Tried to make it look like I bought the house. This whole place is so strange, so so strange.... Look, I get we need money and this is our only deal but is it really a good idea to sell a house in a neighborhood with talking dead people?... Fine!" He comes back. "I apologize, I have real estate matters to tend to. Very important, I have to go."
She grabs his neck and whispers in his ear.
"Not yet. Why don't you... Join me?"
She starts to strangle him
He cries out for help, then tries to break free.
11 Strength.
*Boink*
She maintains her grip and whispers again.
"Stay with me! All you have to do is die."
"Dying doesn't sound that go--augh!" He tries to break out again. 19
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
You notice the 'paperwork' is literally just a napkin.
"Hehe... Wrong paper...?"
"Ma'am, I don't know what you're trying to finagle from me here, but I can assure you I am NOT purchasing this house. Someone else will buy it, then maybe you can successfully scam THEM. But you can't deceive a salesman."
Roll perception.
*If I fail this then that would be so ironic yet hilarious at the same time*
18
You notice this woman isn't really even a woman. It's a... Well...
A dead body wearing clothes and walking and talking.
"Oh... Oh... Uh, excuse me, one second." He walk/runs away and gets on the phone. "Tony, the rumors are true. I just talked to a literal corpse... No, she isn't just old... No, I'm not crazy. Tried to make it look like I bought the house. This whole place is so strange, so so strange.... Look, I get we need money and this is our only deal but is it really a good idea to sell a house in a neighborhood with talking dead people?... Fine!" He comes back. "I apologize, I have real estate matters to tend to. Very important, I have to go."
She grabs his neck and whispers in his ear.
"Not yet. Why don't you... Join me?"
She starts to strangle him
He cries out for help, then tries to break free.
11 Strength.
*Boink*
She maintains her grip and whispers again.
"Stay with me! All you have to do is die."
"Dying doesn't sound that go--augh!" He tries to break out again. 19
Her grip breaks and she stumbles. There's some flesh residue on his skin. She pulls out her eye and throws it at him.
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
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The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
"Yes. No one deserves to be trapped by a demon such as that."
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 twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
A young man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail, blue eyes, and pale skin is moving into one of the houses on the block, carrying a stack of books.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"Thank you kind man. What is your name?"
A man in an orange house is waving too eagerly.
“Hey! Do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He asks.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"Me? I'd prefer not to say."
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 twenty-two characters on, one of which is an eldritch goddess bent on spreading destruction and chaos. Like I said, too much time on my hands, too little sleep.
Camp Half-Blood Archives
*Boink*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*Gibber, I can rp with you.*
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
She maintains her grip and whispers again.
"Stay with me! All you have to do is die."
"Please, what do I call you?"
The man keeps waving.
“Um, did you hear me? I said, do you mind giving me a hand with these?” He walks closer.
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
The man keeps waving, but opens his mouth in slightly off-putting smile. His teeth are sharp.
*I will when I'm done with this*
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
“Cool teeth! Um… are you okay?”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
"Dying doesn't sound that go--augh!" He tries to break out again. 19
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ
*ok.*
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)
The man stands up and lunges for you. Before you can blink, you're back alone on your porch.
Her grip breaks and she stumbles. There's some flesh residue on his skin. She pulls out her eye and throws it at him.
"I've got my eye on you!"
“Huh? What the (GP) just happened?”
The great Silver Dragon Lord of the Sky, Second in Command of the Dragon Cult, Warlock of Cyno, and Cultist of Jeff. I have a lot of allegiances… I use He/They pronouns and you can usually find me on the Camp Half-Blood thread in Adohands Kitchen.
PRAISE JEFF!
(That was a link. Click. Now.)