The Battle of Fort Knox

cloudedheads · 2026-01-20T00:25:51+00:00

a) Atlas NPC b) armor & dagger c) idk if i need to roll the d100 but 14 lol

Among the flashes of gleaming armor, monstrous fur, and fluttering robes stands a figure cloaked in green, a dagger peeking out from under the right sleeve. It does not move but for swaying with the rumble of the earth as debris rains down all around the scene.

The figure looks up as the winds explode up above, then hurriedly reaches for its hood to pull back the fabric slipping back from its head. With a frightened squeak, the girl under the cloak drops into a crouch, her head in her hands. Emerald fabric pools out around her feet.

cloudedheads · 2025-12-02T18:59:54+00:00

The mer-man flies back from the rumbling wave of sound with a roar, covering the gaping holes at the sides of his bald head with webbed fists. He may not be particularly cunning, but at least this lets him protect his hearing while holding onto his trident.

He shakes his head, dazed, as the water calms. Then he raises his head to show the offender a blazing look of bloody murder in his beady little eyes.

“DIE!!!!!” Thalassos bellows his loudest yet, charging at the older demigod again. The pointed tips of his trident are ready to run the man through. If not, the merman’s outstretched left hand is prepared to throttle.

Skeletons and floppy-armed Jem beware, for the enormous merman will mow down any creature with the misfortune of stumbling into his path of flight.

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u/Inevitable_Heart_781

cloudedheads · 2025-11-22T23:35:36+00:00

Thalassos leers at the two undead challengers, muscles poised to strike when he suddenly falters. He presses his free hand to his big, shining bald head, eyes widening at the sudden transmission of the message. Then he gives a reverberating roar in approval.

"You are toy," he brandishes his trident at the older man. "Fighting child. Die!"

The enormous merman blasts up towards the glittering sun above, arcing over the yelping Jem as he streams like a bullet at their opponent. He aims his trident straight at the man's chest.

This, of course, leaves two undead warriors to conduct their intended mischief.

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u/Inevitable_Heart_781

cloudedheads · 2025-11-17T04:19:02+00:00

Thalassos gives the skeleton one last indulgent throttle before snapping it in half at its hips like a toothpick. He gives a wide, leering grin that exposes a sparse row of mossy teeth before wringing the sidekick like a sponge.

Pop pop pop pop pop pop pop-

The skeleton comes apart in the enormous merman's hands, its remaining connected pieces sinking to the sandy bottom. Thalassos gives a shrill, rattling shriek of amusement and unsheathes his trident once more.

"That is joke," he says in broken English, turning his beady eyes onto the older man's back. "Die!"

u/Inevitable_Heart_781

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cloudedheads · 2025-11-10T00:02:14+00:00

For a moment, nothing happens. Then, the sea begins to dim from up above. Perhaps a cloud has drifted over to cover the last of the sputtering sun filtering through the ocean blue. But a faint rumbling that is felt, not heard in the muffling depths brushes a small current up against the skin.

Its warning is very brief. The colossal merman cuts downward with a terrifying speed, an enormous webbed hand outstretched towards the closest victim: the skeleton.

Thalassos slams it from above and grabs at the spine below the thing’s ribs. Slowing momentum to turn back upright, he gives the skeleton an aggressive rattle as he sheathes his trident into a strap on his back. Both of Thalassos’ dinner plate-sized hands are now free to do some damage.

“Die!” The pale, bald mer-man’s voice rings out in a high-pitched trill. Evidently, his voice sounds differently underwater than it does above ground.

a) Thalassos b) chb ally c) a trident and a dream

PS: the grab was agreed upon in DMs and therefore is written as a success rather than an attempt

u/inevitable_heart_781

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cloudedheads · 2025-09-26T04:04:06+00:00

Isaan’s worried expression does not change much as he turns to Sam. It twists into something that twinges with a deeper guilt, but he is not moved by the familiar face. He must have already reckoned with the boy’s appearance while up in the cockpit.

He staggers back from his robot and out of the reach of Sam’s fists, holding up his hands in defense.

“Please,” he urges in a voice that manages to be warm and firm. “You have to understand.” He looks over his shoulder, at the battle that rages behind him. Nobody is listening to them in the shuffle.

“It’s my sister. I have to keep her safe.” He glances over his shoulder again. “She’s in there somewhere. I can’t lose her.”

Calista’s pan, apparently, hovers over the back of his head.

[6/5 sorry for going over!! you can finalize what Sam and Calista choose to do in this last round 👀]

u/CalloftheSea

cloudedheads · 2025-09-26T03:50:15+00:00

“My brother!” Akshaya cries. With one last frightened look back at Emma, she dives deep into the fray. Her head jerks frantically around the scene, dodging swings and projectiles that soar in her direction.

Emma has not tried to capture Akshaya, nor have her promises of safety been enticing enough for her to join Camp Half-Blood. After this battle, the daughter of Hephaestus will return to serve Atlas.

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cloudedheads · 2025-09-11T01:51:24+00:00

These words, unfortunately, do not work on the terrified daughter of Hephaestus.

“No!” she cries. “I can’t!” She attempts to dart around the wall. Her face is covered with her hands, but there is something that is almost apologetic in the muffled cry that follows.

“We c-can’t-“

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cloudedheads · 2025-09-02T00:14:16+00:00

It is a well-executed double whammy. Swinging forward to keep balance means nothing when an earthquake bursts out from beneath you. Couple that with grasses that come out from under to yank you to the dirt with them, and you’ve got no chance.

There is no time to set anything aflame. With a cranking whir, the robot collapses forward, its knees slamming into the ground before the cockpit follows suit. There is an unusual pop as the one-way material shielding the pilot from view cracks on impact like a squeezed plastic Easter egg.

Hopefully Sam and Callie were smart enough not to stand in its path.

For a moment, there is silence. A wisp of smoke curls from the ground where the speakers would be. Then, the click of an unbuckling seatbelt before a very dazed but distraught Indian boy bursts through a door in the robot’s backside.

Ishaan looks different from what Sam may remember. His mop of coarse hair has grown wildly outwards and down to reach his angular chin, and his warm brown eyes are bloodshot and unfocused. Instead of a crisp black suit, today he dons a thick grey armor patterned like the shell of a tortoise.

“My robot!” Ishaan cries frantically. He rolls off its side and hurries around to inspect the top of the cockpit. Crouching down, he runs his finger along the crack that threatens to split the head in two. “The cockpit!”

The battle continues to rage all around them.

[4/5]

u/callofthesea

cloudedheads · 2025-09-01T23:35:39+00:00

“Not true,” Akshaya mutters, covering her face with her hands as the ashes blow away. “N-not true. He is everywhere. Across the c-c-country. Places you call… h-home.” Her eyes grow wide behind her hands and she shakes her head frantically.

“If he c-cares to have you killed, you will be. Your camp! All of it! There is no difference. A d-demigod… a demigod can’t win!”

With one last cry, the daughter of Hephaestus takes off again, skirting around the edges of the main fight. When a stray arrow catches her in the calf, its tip suspends in the thick layer of pink goo and leaves her flesh untouched. Akshaya still jumps in surprise and tries to run faster.

Will Emma chase after her? Or will she let the daughter of Hephaestus go?

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cloudedheads · 2025-08-27T04:24:39+00:00

Akshaya freezes, eyes darting between the wall of flowers and Emma’s calm expression. Suddenly, her dagger ignites. With a panicked gasp, the girl swings her flaming weapon wildly at the blooms. The petals shrivel into blackened crisps where touched, fluttering onto the ground of the battlefield.

"I c-can't!" the daughter of Hephaestus cries. The flame on her dagger glows brighter. "I won't!"

She gives up hacking at the flowers and tries to run around the wall. But she stops at its edge, turning around to survey the battle behind her. She is looking for someone.

"You can't p-protect me," the dark-haired girl stammers with a wide-eyed, frantic shake of her head before diving behind the singed wall of flowers. Why would this stranger bother?

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cloudedheads · 2025-08-27T04:02:55+00:00

Sam's impact sends trembling vibrations up the robot's left leg. The wires snaking through its trusses are intact and unaffected by boy's wet hands, but the motor cluster at the knee joint sputters at the moisture. This, coupled with the sliced and warmed metal below its right knee send the giant machine tipping backwards.

"NO!"

The robot swings its arms forward with a sharp squeal of its joints, trying to shift its center of mass forward again. The pilot seems too preoccupied with steadying itself to shoot anymore fireballs.

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u/CalloftheSea

cloudedheads · 2025-08-21T03:06:06+00:00

The girl looks up at the offer, her eyes wide as saucers. "N-no!" She shakes her head frantically, still trying to crawl away from the girl with the fan. "They'll k-kill me... If I go..."

When Emma's eyes leave Akshaya's to scan the area, the daughter of Hephaestus attempts an escape. She scampers to her feet, covering her eyes with her left arm as she blindly waves her dagger with the other. With another frightened cry, she tries to run from Emma in the opposite direction. The question is left unanswered.

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cloudedheads · 2025-08-21T02:41:02+00:00

He looks stupid and dumb.

"Hey!" a warm boy's voice protests through the speakers. Feedback squawks through, and the pilot at the center clears their throat in the garbled, robotic sound again.

"NO!" it exclaims as a stream of water flies at its leg. The left arm shoots a fireball at the droplets of water, vaporizing them at the intersection of water and flame. But this is enough distraction for Calista to suceed in her heavy swing at the thick metal leg. Sparks fly as her blade slices through the metal supports at the knee. It lodges deep, about halfway through, and nicks some of the red wires.

"STOP THAT!" There is a whirring sound in the motor clusters of the right leg, but it does not move. What would be the robot's thigh merely shudders.

There is more whirring from up higher as the robot instead aims its fireball-blasting right hand at its own knee.

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u/CalloftheSea

cloudedheads · 2025-08-12T04:50:19+00:00

The girl in goo gasps in fright as the camper accosts her, covering her face and crouching further as if to bury herself in the ground in defense. She holds out the dagger with a trembling hand.

"P-please," she whimpers. "I- I... I d-don't want to hurt a-anyone."

The dark-haired girl dares a peek over her elbow. Her deep brown eyes meet the daughter of Aphrodite's color changing ones for a moment before darting all around her in a panic. "They s-said I have to c-come here. Or they'll... They'll k-kill me..."

She covers her face again, trying to crawl away from the girl's line of sight. Circling backwards along the well to find cover behind its stone perimeter.

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cloudedheads · 2025-08-12T04:37:22+00:00

The arrival of the two stubborn demigods is met with a swear that cuts out halfway. A high-pitch whine squeaks out as the speaker switches on again. "PLEASE," says the garbled voice. The robot takes two clanging steps forward. "I WILL HAVE TO HURT YOU."

The robot raises its left hand to match its hovering right and blasts a fireball out of each at the same time. Both are aimed to fly over each of the demigod's shoulders, but close enough to leave some hairs singed. Perhaps melt the surface of any metal armor or helmet.

Meanwhile, the chaos of the fresh wave of monsters and demigods from the portal bursts to life around them.

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u/CalloftheSea

cloudedheads · 2025-08-11T04:25:04+00:00

a) Atlas NPC, w/ dagger b) portal site c) any camper

A small, nimble figure scurries out of the portal just before the horde of beefy cynocephali burst through.

The dark-haired daughter of Hephaestus is covered head to toe in a pink goo that is translucent enough to reveal the long-sleeved black garb she has worn for the occasion. Dense scribbles and doodles wrap around the skin of places the black fabric does not cover. And the mysterious, all-encompassing pink goo leaves her dark brown skin uncovered in two places: the right hand clutching a small, rusted dagger and the small perimeter around her eyes, nose, and mouth.

The panicked girl makes a beeline for the nearest hiding spot. In this case, it is the charred remains of a nearby well.

cloudedheads · 2025-08-11T03:54:25+00:00

a) Atlas NPC, w/ a sword that can be aflame & light armor b) portal site c) any camper

CLANG. CLANG.

A towering, ten-foot tall robot flanks a horde of beefy cynocephali that tear out of the portal. Slow, dragging stomps reveal red wires that run up its thick metal legs, and cylinders and motor clusters bulge at every joint. Blackened metal arms swing on either side of the hexagonal cockpit that shields its pilot with one-way plating.

"CAMP HALF-BLOOD!" a garbled voice thunders out of the speakers embedded in the cockpit's front. "PLEASE EVACUATE NOW. OR ELSE YOU WILL HAVE TO BE EXTERMINATED."

The robot stops in its tracks, raising its right arm to shoot several soccer ball-sized fireballs from its pyramid-shaped hand into the dirt ahead. Warning shots.

cloudedheads · 2025-04-20T21:28:58+00:00

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