Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Also, as a side note, their nsme is pronounced Au-(like Australia)-lee-(like leak)-high-(like the word high)-grot. The final ‘o’ is supposed to be like… guttural almost? You have to say it with your throat almost.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Also, as a side note, their nsme is pronounced Au-(like Australia)-lee-(like leak)-high-(like the word high)-grot. The final ‘o’ is supposed to be like… guttural almost? You have to say it with your throat almost.
Alr, ty!
I can use Warden, Walker, or Cecil, any preference?
Also, as a side note, their nsme is pronounced Au-(like Australia)-lee-(like leak)-high-(like the word high)-grot. The final ‘o’ is supposed to be like… guttural almost? You have to say it with your throat almost.
Alr, ty!
I can use Warden, Walker, or Cecil, any preference?
No preference, really.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Yea! I’m gonna have to go in 30, but I can for sure start now.
Okie!
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The sandstone and glass city stood tall, reflecting sunlight from the metal symbols adorning many buildings, as well as the glass that gave the city its otherworldly glow. People bustled through the streets, and Warden watched it all from the stained glass windows of her estate, eyes on the main headquarters of her adventurers guild. The games were coming up, and Warden was contemplating who to send into the arena. Of all the heroes she had seen, the most impressive had accepted several deadly commissions and come back, prize in hand. It was a shame, really, that he had come back from every mission. He could have been excellent in the arena. She supposed she’d have to settle for an actually deceased hero. Unless… there was a way to make sure that the next mission killed him. But that wasn’t very honorable, was it? Adventurers didn’t kill. But she had in the past-the excuse she always told herself was that a god worked under different rules.
Deep in thought, she wiped a strand of black hair from her ashen face, amber eyes glaring out the window. She was multitasking-testing out and polishing her armor while watching the passerby. She almost didn’t notice what would happen next.
“Oh!” The person straightens up and holds the hair back with one hand, positioning the other awkwardly on their hip. “I’m Finch. Just kind of processing, really. And trying to fix my hair. Got kind of messed up earlier…”
Cass tilts his head to the side. “You care that much about your hair?”
“Well, I mean, not really. old habits, you know.”
“Oh, I definitely get that.” He pauses. “A bit. Nice to meet you, though.”
“Nice to meet you as well. I just got to camp this morning.”
“Ohhhhhhh.” He nods. “Thought you looked familiar, must’ve just been me. Guess this is hard to process?”
“Yeah. My mom would definitely freak out if she found out I was here. I’d get a 30 minute lecture on the importance of honesty. Callie would probably just stand there next to her.”
“What’s there not to be honest about?” He asks curiously.
“Oh, uh… well, you know, I kind of didn’t have time to tell her I was here. And she’s a bit harsh about certain things.”
Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.
The sandstone and glass city stood tall, reflecting sunlight from the metal symbols adorning many buildings, as well as the glass that gave the city its otherworldly glow. People bustled through the streets, and Warden watched it all from the stained glass windows of her estate, eyes on the main headquarters of her adventurers guild. The games were coming up, and Warden was contemplating who to send into the arena. Of all the heroes she had seen, the most impressive had accepted several deadly commissions and come back, prize in hand. It was a shame, really, that he had come back from every mission. He could have been excellent in the arena. She supposed she’d have to settle for an actually deceased hero. Unless… there was a way to make sure that the next mission killed him. But that wasn’t very honorable, was it? Adventurers didn’t kill. But she had in the past-the excuse she always told herself was that a god worked under different rules.
Deep in thought, she wiped a strand of black hair from her ashen face, amber eyes glaring out the window. She was multitasking-testing out and polishing her armor while watching the passerby. She almost didn’t notice what would happen next.
As she looks through the reflective glass window, she notices something strange. A long, distorted, shimmering arm seems to be present in the reflection, only slightly visible. It darts its way forwards, before reaching through the reflection and grabs Warden’s wrist, and pulling her through the glass. But, instead of the signature sound of glass shattering and the sensation of wind rushing past her, tgeres just… silence. She’s floating in an empty void. Or… not empty. No, not empty at all. In front of her, is a large figure with translucent flesh and glowing colorful veins outlined with a subtle glow. The figure has an uncountable number of arms, and a similar amount of faces. Its flesh seems to blend into the background. Any other observations are cut short by the figure noticing Warden, and suddenly changing into the form of a young child, and the landscape changing into a pink sky with fluffy clouds.
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Faster and faster as darkness descends. You trip and you fall but can't get up again. This tale has been written with blood staining pen. You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
If anyone else wants to start an RP, I’m definitely open
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Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.
Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.
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Hmm
gods?
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Sure! Who ya using?
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
Ålįjægröt!
Also, as a side note, their nsme is pronounced Au-(like Australia)-lee-(like leak)-high-(like the word high)-grot. The final ‘o’ is supposed to be like… guttural almost? You have to say it with your throat almost.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Alr, ty!
I can use Warden, Walker, or Cecil, any preference?
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
No preference, really.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
wanna start or should I?
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
couldst thou? :3
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
Yea! I’m gonna have to go in 30, but I can for sure start now.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
Okie!
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
The sandstone and glass city stood tall, reflecting sunlight from the metal symbols adorning many buildings, as well as the glass that gave the city its otherworldly glow. People bustled through the streets, and Warden watched it all from the stained glass windows of her estate, eyes on the main headquarters of her adventurers guild. The games were coming up, and Warden was contemplating who to send into the arena. Of all the heroes she had seen, the most impressive had accepted several deadly commissions and come back, prize in hand. It was a shame, really, that he had come back from every mission. He could have been excellent in the arena. She supposed she’d have to settle for an actually deceased hero. Unless… there was a way to make sure that the next mission killed him. But that wasn’t very honorable, was it? Adventurers didn’t kill. But she had in the past-the excuse she always told herself was that a god worked under different rules.
Deep in thought, she wiped a strand of black hair from her ashen face, amber eyes glaring out the window. She was multitasking-testing out and polishing her armor while watching the passerby. She almost didn’t notice what would happen next.
he/they. Roleplay and worldbuilding fiend. Freak.
I LOVE THE DRAGON PRINCE
need pokemon… need pokemon so bad… PSYDUCK!!!
“Oh, uh… well, you know, I kind of didn’t have time to tell her I was here. And she’s a bit harsh about certain things.”
Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.
As she looks through the reflective glass window, she notices something strange. A long, distorted, shimmering arm seems to be present in the reflection, only slightly visible. It darts its way forwards, before reaching through the reflection and grabs Warden’s wrist, and pulling her through the glass. But, instead of the signature sound of glass shattering and the sensation of wind rushing past her, tgeres just… silence. She’s floating in an empty void. Or… not empty. No, not empty at all. In front of her, is a large figure with translucent flesh and glowing colorful veins outlined with a subtle glow. The figure has an uncountable number of arms, and a similar amount of faces. Its flesh seems to blend into the background. Any other observations are cut short by the figure noticing Warden, and suddenly changing into the form of a young child, and the landscape changing into a pink sky with fluffy clouds.
Faster and faster as darkness descends.
You trip and you fall but can't get up again.
This tale has been written with blood staining pen.
You’re here for this page but won’t see how it ends.
Hiya, there! My name’s Gonzalo, but you can call me whatever. I tend to frequent RP threads on this site, and you’ll probably find me there. Nice meeting you!
If anyone else wants to start an RP, I’m definitely open
Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.
Anyone on?
Hey! I’m Rowan. I’m genderfluid, aromantic, and a Gemini Sun. I’ve been playing D&D since I was eight, my favorite D&D class is a split between bard, wizard, and sorcerer, my favorite species is changeling, with a second place tie between elf and tieflings, and I’m an EPIC the Musical fan. He/they pronouns generally work best for me.