Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
*if you have male characters able to have a ship done.*
*... Hmmm... Sure. Blitz.*
*brb.*
*Okie!*
*back.*
*Okie!*
A young girl is sitting out on the front lawn reading a book. *I only do straight ships.*
Blitz walks out the doors, in a happier mood than last night.
“Hello.”
"Ah! Hello, there! Watcha reading?"
“Book about spirit creatures.”
"Oooh! Intresting!"
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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.
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
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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.
*finally finished my 'slightly nerfed djinn' statblock*
*Hi!*
*hi howdy!*
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Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
"... At least you aren't a crazy pyromaniac!"
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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.
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
“Hello.” Elias seems focused on his doodling. He’s not looking at Raymond.
“Er-um-hi. I just need to go get dinner…”
“Ok,” he replies. *how’s the character coming?*
*Pretty good. I’ve found it builds character to fill out a small form I made before introducing the character, so I just need to finish that up.*
“Ummmmmm want to come with me?”
“No thanks, I got my own dinner at a restaurant in town.”
“Oh… you must have a lot of money, then.”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Lucky.” He whispers to himself, continuing down the hall. There are tears in his eyes.
“You can have some.” He hands Raymond about 500 dollars.
“That-that’s too much. You can have it back… I don’t need it…” His eyes are begging to keep it.
“Keep it. I have tons to spare.”
“Woah! You’re rich!”
“Yes, I had an internship as a young neurosurgeon back home.”
“I had an internship as a server. And I had to spend all my money on my-never mind.”
“Oh, I can get you a better internship. When people return home.”
“Not if I’m not qualified. I’m not really qualified for any job…”
“You don’t need qualification for a good internship.”
“Actually, you do…”
“Not for the internship I can get you. I know the president’s best friend’s son’s daughter. I could get you a good internship to make the president’s omelets. High pay.” *note this is just made up and does not have anything to do with real world politics.*
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
"... At least you aren't a crazy pyromaniac!"
“I’m not…”
"See? That's already better than another friend of mine!"
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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.
“Hello.” Elias seems focused on his doodling. He’s not looking at Raymond.
“Er-um-hi. I just need to go get dinner…”
“Ok,” he replies. *how’s the character coming?*
*Pretty good. I’ve found it builds character to fill out a small form I made before introducing the character, so I just need to finish that up.*
“Ummmmmm want to come with me?”
“No thanks, I got my own dinner at a restaurant in town.”
“Oh… you must have a lot of money, then.”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Lucky.” He whispers to himself, continuing down the hall. There are tears in his eyes.
“You can have some.” He hands Raymond about 500 dollars.
“That-that’s too much. You can have it back… I don’t need it…” His eyes are begging to keep it.
“Keep it. I have tons to spare.”
“Woah! You’re rich!”
“Yes, I had an internship as a young neurosurgeon back home.”
“I had an internship as a server. And I had to spend all my money on my-never mind.”
“Oh, I can get you a better internship. When people return home.”
“Not if I’m not qualified. I’m not really qualified for any job…”
“You don’t need qualification for a good internship.”
“Actually, you do…”
“Not for the internship I can get you. I know the president’s best friend’s son’s daughter. I could get you a good internship to make the president’s omelets. High pay.” *note this is just made up and does not have anything to do with real world politics.*
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
"... At least you aren't a crazy pyromaniac!"
“I’m not…”
"See? That's already better than another friend of mine!"
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Hello.” Elias seems focused on his doodling. He’s not looking at Raymond.
“Er-um-hi. I just need to go get dinner…”
“Ok,” he replies. *how’s the character coming?*
*Pretty good. I’ve found it builds character to fill out a small form I made before introducing the character, so I just need to finish that up.*
“Ummmmmm want to come with me?”
“No thanks, I got my own dinner at a restaurant in town.”
“Oh… you must have a lot of money, then.”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Lucky.” He whispers to himself, continuing down the hall. There are tears in his eyes.
“You can have some.” He hands Raymond about 500 dollars.
“That-that’s too much. You can have it back… I don’t need it…” His eyes are begging to keep it.
“Keep it. I have tons to spare.”
“Woah! You’re rich!”
“Yes, I had an internship as a young neurosurgeon back home.”
“I had an internship as a server. And I had to spend all my money on my-never mind.”
“Oh, I can get you a better internship. When people return home.”
“Not if I’m not qualified. I’m not really qualified for any job…”
“You don’t need qualification for a good internship.”
“Actually, you do…”
“Not for the internship I can get you. I know the president’s best friend’s son’s daughter. I could get you a good internship to make the president’s omelets. High pay.” *note this is just made up and does not have anything to do with real world politics.*
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“Hello.” Elias seems focused on his doodling. He’s not looking at Raymond.
“Er-um-hi. I just need to go get dinner…”
“Ok,” he replies. *how’s the character coming?*
*Pretty good. I’ve found it builds character to fill out a small form I made before introducing the character, so I just need to finish that up.*
“Ummmmmm want to come with me?”
“No thanks, I got my own dinner at a restaurant in town.”
“Oh… you must have a lot of money, then.”
“Yes, yes I do.”
“Lucky.” He whispers to himself, continuing down the hall. There are tears in his eyes.
“You can have some.” He hands Raymond about 500 dollars.
“That-that’s too much. You can have it back… I don’t need it…” His eyes are begging to keep it.
“Keep it. I have tons to spare.”
“Woah! You’re rich!”
“Yes, I had an internship as a young neurosurgeon back home.”
“I had an internship as a server. And I had to spend all my money on my-never mind.”
“Oh, I can get you a better internship. When people return home.”
“Not if I’m not qualified. I’m not really qualified for any job…”
“You don’t need qualification for a good internship.”
“Actually, you do…”
“Not for the internship I can get you. I know the president’s best friend’s son’s daughter. I could get you a good internship to make the president’s omelets. High pay.” *note this is just made up and does not have anything to do with real world politics.*
“Y-you’re probably lying.”
“I’m not.” *character ready?*
*Yes he’s ready.* “I also can’t cook. Only serve.”
*if you have male characters able to have a ship done.*
*... Hmmm... Sure. Blitz.*
*brb.*
*Okie!*
*back.*
*Okie!*
A young girl is sitting out on the front lawn reading a book. *I only do straight ships.*
Blitz walks out the doors, in a happier mood than last night.
“Hello.”
"Ah! Hello, there! Watcha reading?"
“Book about spirit creatures.”
"Oooh! Intresting!"
“Speculating what creature I am.”
"Any ideas?"
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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.
Scampering through the halls, underneath the notice of other students, Sedge is rushing through the halls. He's wearing muted browns and greys, unobtrusive colors.
Raymond is studying in the hallway, trying to be as small as possible.
Sedge accidentally runs into him, in his human form, before muttering a quick apology and begins to gather his stuff.
“No… I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have been studying in the hallway.”
*These guys are destined to never talk ever or become the bestest of friends.*
*YES*
"Nah... It's fine... I'm usually much more aware... but..."
“Sorry for asking but what?”
"Well..."
He bites his lip.
"You seem trustworthy..."
“I-I do?”
"Well... You seem like the kind of guy not many people talk to, and that means not many people would know if you tell."
“Oh.” He slumps. “Yeah. I am.”
"Aw, cheer up!"
“Why?”
"Well, cuz now at least ya got me!"
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
"Sure! Why not?"
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
"... At least you aren't a crazy pyromaniac!"
“I’m not…”
"See? That's already better than another friend of mine!"
“You make friends with those kinds of people?”
"Well... It's hard not to be friends wit hhim in my situation..."
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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.
*Hi!*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Y-you want to be my friend?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Oooh! Intresting!"
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!!!
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"Sure! Why not?"
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
*hi howdy!*
Pronouns: Any/All
About Me: Godless monster in human form bent on extending their natural life to unnatural extremes /general of the goose horde /Moderator of Vinstreb School for the Gifted /holder of the evil storyteller badge of no honor /king of madness /The FBI/ The Archmage of I CAST...!
Alignment: Lawful Evil
Fun Fact: i gain more power the more you post on my forum threads. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
“Because I’m a nerdy teachers pet who always reminds the teacher that we have homework…”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"... At least you aren't a crazy pyromaniac!"
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’m not…”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Not for the internship I can get you. I know the president’s best friend’s son’s daughter. I could get you a good internship to make the president’s omelets. High pay.” *note this is just made up and does not have anything to do with real world politics.*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
"See? That's already better than another friend of mine!"
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
“Y-you’re probably lying.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“You make friends with those kinds of people?”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
“Speculating what creature I am.”
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
“I’m not.” *character ready?*
Lightning flashes, it creates ash. The ash forms a human.
If you don’t know where I am, I’m either sleeping or roleplaying. If I’m doing neither of those things, except the worst. (Do not actually expect the worst) If you need to talk then PM me. Head Acolyte of The Tree Cult.
*Yo Circle I finished my char.*
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
*Yes he’s ready.* “I also can’t cook. Only serve.”
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
"Any ideas?"
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
"Well... It's hard not to be friends wit hhim in my situation..."
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!!!
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*Back :3*
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.
*Tartar sauce!*
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