Al’s adventures

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

intro post

hi! My name is Allan Nightingale and I’m a son of Athena. I’ve been at camp for a bit. I like my siblings. And ginger ale(lmk if it isn’t). I use he/him pronouns. I love everything about camp. I like ravens and other birds.🐦

Hi. @causalshapeshifter here. I’ll use this color when I’m Ooc

No nsfw we’re minors!

[arlos-alive-again]

Open Roleplay Starter

{This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to interact as canon characters or other OCs. This specific starter is set when she’s found at camp/is back from the dead so prepare for ✨angst✨Possible TWs: panic attacks, crying, death, fainting, confusion, blood, etc.}

It’s capture the flag, the weather is calm and no one is seriously hurt, which everyone, especially the medics are happy about and hoping it stays that way— but obviously, it being a camp full of demigods, something was bound to happen.

About halfway through the game, a couple of meters infront of you, stands a trembling and bloody teenager, desperately clinging onto a dagger and sobbing, trying to keep anyone and everything away from him.

Tags (/nf + ask to be added or removed): @heytheresbrutus @snakelet-of-hebe @liliums-valley @ifnothingelse-remember @forever-eternally-raven @annabeth-chase-enjoyer @musiicpix3l @acreatureinyourwalls @demigod-prince-of-desire @causalshapeshifter @n0msn0ms @i-post-abt-my-ocs + whoever wants to interact! y’all know i can’t make them (my OCs) happy, sorry not sorry!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Hey,”Allan starts, “you good?”

[arlos-alive-again]

"nononononono stay away—" they keep the dagger up, trying to take a few steps backwards.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“I don’t mean to scare you,”he says, crouching to appear less intimidating, “I won’t hurt you.”

[arlos-alive-again]

she suddenly drops the weapon, closely followed by himself, to the ground, curling up and letting themself cry.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

”no no don’t cry,”Allan replies

[arlos-alive-again]

They don’t hear him, digging their nails into their arms in attempt to calm herself down.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan walks over, like how one would approach a wounded animal, and sit down near by her

[arlos-alive-again]

Open Roleplay Starter

{This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to interact as canon characters or other OCs. This specific starter is set when she’s found at camp/is back from the dead so prepare for ✨angst✨Possible TWs: panic attacks, crying, death, fainting, confusion, blood, etc.}

It’s capture the flag, the weather is calm and no one is seriously hurt, which everyone, especially the medics are happy about and hoping it stays that way— but obviously, it being a camp full of demigods, something was bound to happen.

About halfway through the game, a couple of meters infront of you, stands a trembling and bloody teenager, desperately clinging onto a dagger and sobbing, trying to keep anyone and everything away from him.

Tags (/nf + ask to be added or removed): @heytheresbrutus @snakelet-of-hebe @liliums-valley @ifnothingelse-remember @forever-eternally-raven @annabeth-chase-enjoyer @musiicpix3l @acreatureinyourwalls @demigod-prince-of-desire @causalshapeshifter @n0msn0ms @i-post-abt-my-ocs + whoever wants to interact! y’all know i can’t make them (my OCs) happy, sorry not sorry!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Hey,”Allan starts, “you good?”

[arlos-alive-again]

"nononononono stay away—" they keep the dagger up, trying to take a few steps backwards.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“I don’t mean to scare you,”he says, crouching to appear less intimidating, “I won’t hurt you.”

[arlos-alive-again]

she suddenly drops the weapon, closely followed by himself, to the ground, curling up and letting themself cry.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

”no no don’t cry,”Allan replies

[arlos-alive-again]

Open Roleplay Starter

{This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to interact as canon characters or other OCs. This specific starter is set when she’s found at camp/is back from the dead so prepare for ✨angst✨Possible TWs: panic attacks, crying, death, fainting, confusion, blood, etc.}

It’s capture the flag, the weather is calm and no one is seriously hurt, which everyone, especially the medics are happy about and hoping it stays that way— but obviously, it being a camp full of demigods, something was bound to happen.

About halfway through the game, a couple of meters infront of you, stands a trembling and bloody teenager, desperately clinging onto a dagger and sobbing, trying to keep anyone and everything away from him.

Tags (/nf + ask to be added or removed): @heytheresbrutus @snakelet-of-hebe @liliums-valley @ifnothingelse-remember @forever-eternally-raven @annabeth-chase-enjoyer @musiicpix3l @acreatureinyourwalls @demigod-prince-of-desire @causalshapeshifter @n0msn0ms @i-post-abt-my-ocs + whoever wants to interact! y’all know i can’t make them (my OCs) happy, sorry not sorry!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Hey,”Allan starts, “you good?”

[arlos-alive-again]

"nononononono stay away—" they keep the dagger up, trying to take a few steps backwards.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“I don’t mean to scare you,”he says, crouching to appear less intimidating, “I won’t hurt you.”

[arlos-alive-again]

Open Roleplay Starter

{This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to interact as canon characters or other OCs. This specific starter is set when she’s found at camp/is back from the dead so prepare for ✨angst✨Possible TWs: panic attacks, crying, death, fainting, confusion, blood, etc.}

It’s capture the flag, the weather is calm and no one is seriously hurt, which everyone, especially the medics are happy about and hoping it stays that way— but obviously, it being a camp full of demigods, something was bound to happen.

About halfway through the game, a couple of meters infront of you, stands a trembling and bloody teenager, desperately clinging onto a dagger and sobbing, trying to keep anyone and everything away from him.

Tags (/nf + ask to be added or removed): @heytheresbrutus @snakelet-of-hebe @liliums-valley @ifnothingelse-remember @forever-eternally-raven @annabeth-chase-enjoyer @musiicpix3l @acreatureinyourwalls @demigod-prince-of-desire @causalshapeshifter @n0msn0ms @i-post-abt-my-ocs + whoever wants to interact! y’all know i can’t make them (my OCs) happy, sorry not sorry!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Hey,”Allan starts, “you good?”

[arlos-alive-again]

Open Roleplay Starter

{This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to interact as canon characters or other OCs. This specific starter is set when she’s found at camp/is back from the dead so prepare for ✨angst✨Possible TWs: panic attacks, crying, death, fainting, confusion, blood, etc.}

It’s capture the flag, the weather is calm and no one is seriously hurt, which everyone, especially the medics are happy about and hoping it stays that way— but obviously, it being a camp full of demigods, something was bound to happen.

About halfway through the game, a couple of meters infront of you, stands a trembling and bloody teenager, desperately clinging onto a dagger and sobbing, trying to keep anyone and everything away from him.

Tags (/nf + ask to be added or removed): @heytheresbrutus @snakelet-of-hebe @liliums-valley @ifnothingelse-remember @forever-eternally-raven @annabeth-chase-enjoyer @musiicpix3l @acreatureinyourwalls @demigod-prince-of-desire @causalshapeshifter @n0msn0ms @i-post-abt-my-ocs + whoever wants to interact! y’all know i can’t make them (my OCs) happy, sorry not sorry!

[its-an-exspence]

hey little man!

-Allan/@nightingalelikesgingerale

I’m not little :/

but hello!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

sorry hey big man

W

[its-an-exspence]

I like to think I’m more of a medium kind of guy,

Hello again! Uh- did you need me for something?

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

want to make a food war crime?

[its-an-exspence]

…yes

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

good good let’s do it

[its-an-exspence]

hey little man!

-Allan/@nightingalelikesgingerale

I’m not little :/

but hello!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

sorry hey big man

W

[its-an-exspence]

I like to think I’m more of a medium kind of guy,

Hello again! Uh- did you need me for something?

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

want to make a food war crime?

[its-an-exspence]

hey little man!

-Allan/@nightingalelikesgingerale

I’m not little :/

but hello!

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

sorry hey big man

W

[dax-is-a-genius-certified]

hi bro how’s it going today?

-Allan/@nightingalelikesgingerale

uhhhhh as good as being in a quest with a lot of bee stings and with 2 annoying people..but on a good note we finally got out that big forrest we were stuck in…

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

cool cool. Have fun!

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

He just sighed, taking his arm back and passing his cane between his hands, trying to keep a serious face but letting out a half laugh.

"Mhm, tell that to my genetics haha- sorry, I was kinda worried you were gonna call the police or something, you're not, right?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“No,”he replies

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"A'ight, good. Thanks. Name's Finn, you?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Allan or Al,”he says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Demigod?" he runs a hand through his hair, sort of glancing around in case he's not

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Yep. Son of Athena,”he responds

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Thanatos. Did you need something? Or did I seem like I need something? I'm confused"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“You seem like you’re running from something. I can help. I know a spot or a girl that can hide anyone,”Allan says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Hmm, who isn't? Wait that sounds too philosophical- may I ask where or.. who?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Morgan you should find her by that alley. She’ll hide ya,”He replies

(@itsmorgintime. This feels weird tagging another one of my blogs)

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

He just sighed, taking his arm back and passing his cane between his hands, trying to keep a serious face but letting out a half laugh.

"Mhm, tell that to my genetics haha- sorry, I was kinda worried you were gonna call the police or something, you're not, right?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“No,”he replies

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"A'ight, good. Thanks. Name's Finn, you?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Allan or Al,”he says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Demigod?" he runs a hand through his hair, sort of glancing around in case he's not

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Yep. Son of Athena,”he responds

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Thanatos. Did you need something? Or did I seem like I need something? I'm confused"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“You seem like you’re running from something. I can help. I know a spot or a girl that can hide anyone,”Allan says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

He just sighed, taking his arm back and passing his cane between his hands, trying to keep a serious face but letting out a half laugh.

"Mhm, tell that to my genetics haha- sorry, I was kinda worried you were gonna call the police or something, you're not, right?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“No,”he replies

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"A'ight, good. Thanks. Name's Finn, you?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Allan or Al,”he says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Demigod?" he runs a hand through his hair, sort of glancing around in case he's not

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Yep. Son of Athena,”he responds

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

He just sighed, taking his arm back and passing his cane between his hands, trying to keep a serious face but letting out a half laugh.

"Mhm, tell that to my genetics haha- sorry, I was kinda worried you were gonna call the police or something, you're not, right?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“No,”he replies

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"A'ight, good. Thanks. Name's Finn, you?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Allan or Al,”he says

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

He just sighed, taking his arm back and passing his cane between his hands, trying to keep a serious face but letting out a half laugh.

"Mhm, tell that to my genetics haha- sorry, I was kinda worried you were gonna call the police or something, you're not, right?"

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“No,”he replies

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Luckily for Allan, Finn is a terrible runner, crashing into pedestrians and almost tripping over multiple times. He didn't get very far before giving up, worse case scenario and he could just shadow travel away.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan takes his wrist. “Hey man, maybe you should learn how to run better. I was at a causal jog and you were sprinting,”he chuckled

[deaths-most-hated-son]

Run Boy Run (Open RP Starter)

[This is a Riordanverse OC, feel free to use canon characters or OCs to interact. Yes the title is based on the song 'Run Boy Run' by Woodkid. This is my second starter for this guy :]

Finn was going through New York City trying to tear down all the missing posters of him. He'd been assumed dead for a few years before he somehow got recognised from a shop's security camera footage a few days ago. He was not happy about this development, especially given the fact he's wanted for multiple crimes, most of which he didn't even commit. He strode through the crowded sidewalks, keeping his head down.

'Too loud. Everything is too loud.' he thought, and he wasn't wrong; overlapping conversations, rushed footsteps, traffic, the sound of his cane hitting the path and most annoyingly, his mind.

You saw him ripping a poster in half. Before he scrunched it into a ball and threw it in a nearby trash can, you caught a glimpse of it. It was a missing poster with a blurry photo of him on it. His eyes went wide as he noticed you watching him, he turned around, walking away as fast as he possibly could without running.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

Allan follows the boy. “Hey! Where are you going? Maybe I can help?”he calls out

[deaths-most-hated-son]

"Uhhhh the moon? I dunno" he spins around to face Allan for a second, walking backwards a few paces and bumping into a couple of people, muttering apologies and then turning to run.

[nightingalelikesgingerale]

“Gods damn it,”he mutters and jogged after him