"Everything is broken, everything is perfect... there is no side to take, no one to follow. Do you disagree?"
“You could follow me.”
"Why would I?"
“I have a group. We’re trying to get out, trying to become strong.”
"Why do you wish to leave this wonderful hell?"
“There is no mortal blood here. I desire mortal blood.”
"Then just have immortal blood" They smile more
“Hmmmmmmmm. Perhaps I should begin a hunt.”
"You should"
“Thank you for the idea, friend. Would you like to be hunted?”
"I accept" They then pull out their pistol
*Also you are allowed to kill them because they just existed first today. Just please don't use XP to imprison them (They have Do No Evil)*
*Lemme up their dread points first, all characters made on the first day are level 6, right?*
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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.
"Everything is broken, everything is perfect... there is no side to take, no one to follow. Do you disagree?"
“You could follow me.”
"Why would I?"
“I have a group. We’re trying to get out, trying to become strong.”
"Why do you wish to leave this wonderful hell?"
“There is no mortal blood here. I desire mortal blood.”
"Then just have immortal blood" They smile more
“Hmmmmmmmm. Perhaps I should begin a hunt.”
"You should"
“Thank you for the idea, friend. Would you like to be hunted?”
"I accept" They then pull out their pistol
*Also you are allowed to kill them because they just existed first today. Just please don't use XP to imprison them (They have Do No Evil)*
*Lemme up their dread points first, all characters made on the first day are level 6, right?*
*Yes, as long as they haven't killed anyone or gained any other XP.*
*Okay!*
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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.
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.
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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
“Ah, so you believe in freedom. But we’re all slaves here. Nobody is free anywhere, so why not be imprisoned under a benevolent master like me?”
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
“Ah, so you believe in freedom. But we’re all slaves here. Nobody is free anywhere, so why not be imprisoned under a benevolent master like me?”
"I will not live under the power of others. Yes, we are not completely free, but that makes our remaining freedoms all the more valuable. If you insist on conquering these lands, the only things you shall conquer will be misery and blood and pain."
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
“Ah, so you believe in freedom. But we’re all slaves here. Nobody is free anywhere, so why not be imprisoned under a benevolent master like me?”
"I will not live under the power of others. Yes, we are not completely free, but that makes our remaining freedoms all the more valuable. If you insist on conquering these lands, the only things you shall conquer will be misery and blood and pain."
“And you consider yourself so noble? Fool.”
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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.
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
“Ah, so you believe in freedom. But we’re all slaves here. Nobody is free anywhere, so why not be imprisoned under a benevolent master like me?”
"I will not live under the power of others. Yes, we are not completely free, but that makes our remaining freedoms all the more valuable. If you insist on conquering these lands, the only things you shall conquer will be misery and blood and pain."
“And you consider yourself so noble? Fool.”
"I consider myself free. And that is all that matters."
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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 accept" They then pull out their pistol
*Also you are allowed to kill them because they just existed first today. Just please don't use XP to imprison them (They have Do No Evil)*
Sig but long ^w^
Gulpmissle Day, Saturday, Feburay 15th, 2025
💛🤍💜🖤 🩷💛💙
Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.
*Lemme up their dread points first, all characters made on the first day are level 6, right?*
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.
Extended Signature!
*Yes, as long as they haven't killed anyone or gained any other XP.*
*Okay!*
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.
Extended Signature!
*Naner, wanna RP?*
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
*Sure!*
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.
Extended Signature!
*ALright!*
In the depths of Profanus, something awakes. For too long, Ezragelth has slumbered. But now... the Eye awakens. As Ezragelth crawls out of it's cave, swarming tentacles propelling the Eye forwards, it is clear something has changed. Awaken from it's slumber, it holds more power. For it is the Unseeing Eye.
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
Rak crawls out from the dirt, hissing.
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.
Extended Signature!
The Eye swivels, the bloodshot pupil sentered on Rak, curious.
"And what, pray tell, might you be..."
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
“Beetle. Being. Emperor.”
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.
Extended Signature!
"Ahhh... I see. What might you be doing, this far out in Profanus...?"
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
“Digging. I heard that some can escape. Through the cracks of reality. Join me and I will reward you.”
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.
Extended Signature!
"Mmmm. Join you how...?"
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
*gtg, be back soon*
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
“My cause. Escaping. Ruling over Profanus.”
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.
Extended Signature!
The eye seems to truly focus, not drifting off, centered on Rak.
"... No. I will not help anyone who wishes to subjigate others."
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
“Ah, so you believe in freedom. But we’re all slaves here. Nobody is free anywhere, so why not be imprisoned under a benevolent master like me?”
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.
Extended Signature!
"I will not live under the power of others. Yes, we are not completely free, but that makes our remaining freedoms all the more valuable. If you insist on conquering these lands, the only things you shall conquer will be misery and blood and pain."
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 you consider yourself so noble? Fool.”
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.
Extended Signature!
"I consider myself free. And that is all that matters."
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