son-of-the-love-god

[son-of-the-love-god]

~Open Starter~

Everyone in the Eros cabin was usually asleep by this time, but not Tino. He decided his hair grew too long so he decided to cut it. The problem was that he never cut his own hair before. So he went to you.

With scissors in hand, Tino walked over and poked you until you woke up.

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[son-of-the-love-god]

When Tino finished making Judas’s bed, he walked over. “Cmon, your bed is right over there.” He pointed to a far corner of the room. A bed was freshly made with some books stacked near it. The books looked like they were always there. “I didn’t know if you would like your bed to be with the others or alone.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

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[son-of-the-love-god]

Tino chuckles and nods. “Yep! I usually don’t have time alone because of my siblings but most aren’t year-rounders so… yeah. I’ll go and prepare your bed, you can explore.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

When they arrive at the Eros cabin, Tino opens the door and steps inside. He continues to hold the door open for Judas.

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

”Usually they ignore new campers so you might not have to talk with them a lot.” He says. Tino turns to the door and steps outside. “Wanna go see the cabin now?”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

”They’re not that, that crazy. They more so drive me crazy. Also they gossip a lot at night when they’re all gathered together. You’ll get used to it though.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

Be the love you never received

Name: Valentino “Tino” Rose Amore

Age: 16 (been at camp for 5 years)

Gender and sexuality: Male - Biromantic asexual

Family: Eros - Amelia Victoria Amore (AVA) - Nike (grandmother)

Powers:

-Charm-

As a child of Eros, he can use charmspeak whenever he wants. He usually uses it whenever he spies something he really wants. Tino teaches other campers how to use charmspeak. He also has touch-charm. It’s the ability to persuade people to do what they want through skin-to-skin contact.

-Wings-

He can sprout wings from his back. Though the longer the wings are out, the more energy they drain.

dividers by - @bernardsbendystraws

“Tino will talk like this.”

“Charmspeak will be like this.”

Actions are like this.

Mod will talk like this

[son-of-the-love-god]

”Like I said before Eros. Glad you could stay with us. FYI, my siblings are kinda crazy.” He joked, his finger slightly twitching. “If you ever want to switch cabins, you have our permission.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

”…At least we’re not going to be the only year-rounders.” He said, trying to comfort him. So far, it wasn’t working. “I’m 16. Been here since 11.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

”Um let’s see….” He paused, trying to remember when he first arrived. “About 5-ish years ago. I’m a year-rounder. I… don’t have any family that I can return to.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

”Yep, Eros is the other love one. He’s commonly known as Cupid to the Romans but he will always be Eros.” He stepped closer, studying his appearance. “I’m Tino, short for Valentino, and you are?”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)

[son-of-the-love-god]

Tino waved and looked at Judas. “So you’re the son of Eris, correct? Chiron asked me if it would be alright if you could stay with me and the other Eros campers.”

— 𖥨᩠ׄ݁. ♱OPEN STARTER - ERIS HAS NO CABIN/NEW CAMPER ༻⋆。 °⛧

Eris had no cabin at camp.

In theory, he was forgiving. They were a connoisseur of violence and carnage, the creator of The (Eve’s?) Apple, and the former child of darkness.

That didn’t make it feel any better though when, after finally running away from Home, Chiron (quietly, sadly) ushered him to a storage cabin.

We’ve Cleaned It Up As Best We Could, Chiron said.

Judas did not respond.

If You’d Like— he said, knowing Judas would probably disagree— I Have Already Discussed With A Camper About Helping You Settle In. His tone was kind, and he touched a calloused hand on Judas’s shoulder.

Judas turned around, his teeth gnawing at the tip of his tongue. He looks, uncomfortable. His body is built as if it were lanky, though his hight didn’t match his awkwardly long legs— he almost looked like a deer. His hair shimmered like copper in the sunlight, all but his stark white roots, which grew out of his scalp like snow. His gray eyes were reminiscent of an Athena-child’s. His dark scleras made the comparison harder, though. The sunshine danced like glass within the grass, and still his shadow was long and weighty as if it were dawn.

He looked at the person behind him, and nodded upwards in an awkward ‘Hello’ motion.

(Open for anyone!! Ask to be on a ping list if you’d like)