𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒, 𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 & 𝐍𝐎𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐙

❝ Arabella Larson was often regarded as her mother’s golden child. Having been claimed by Aphrodite less than a full day after she had arrived at Camp Half-Blood, a small girl of ten in a baby blue dress stained with dirt and blood from the million little scratches littering her arms, she had spent the next five summers building up a reputation as the goddess of love and beauty’s perfect child, the pinnacle of Cabin Ten. She was always impeccably dressed, always had her makeup perfectly done and her accessories well-matched, and had helped matchmake for more of her fellow campers over the years than she could fully remember. And she was proud of that, proud to be known as the most beautiful girl in camp and her mother’s favored daughter… but she also couldn’t deny the fear that was always there, that beautiful and put-together was all she would ever be known as, that no one would ever look beyond that to see her true personality or comfort her about the insecurities she had never felt comfortable sharing before for fear of seeming ungrateful for her status.

Noelle Perez, on the other hand, was certainly not the favorite child of her own godly parent - if only because her father, Ares, was notorious for disliking all of his children. Having lived at Camp Half-Blood year-round since she was eight, after her mother had died, Noelle was used to being the unofficial caretaker of all of her half-siblings, providing them with extra combat training when they asked for it and doing her best to make sure they didn’t pick too many fights and stayed out of trouble (not that she was very good at the “not picking fights” bit herself, but, well, do as she said, not as she did). She was one of the best fighters in camp, the bane of Mr. D’s existence, and she did her best to be a good big sister, but she could admit, if only to herself, that sometimes she longed to be able to break down, to share the pain that had been festering within her since she had lost her mother, to scream and wail and cry into someone’s shoulder the way she had only allowed herself to do into her pillow these past long years.

If there was one thing these two girls, seemingly different as could be, had in common, it was their mutual dislike of each other. Noelle had always loathed how beloved Arabella was around camp and by her godly parent, how she seemed to walk around floating on air with a perfectly sweet smile on her face, and on the other side of the divide between them, Arabella was secretly jealous of how outwardly angry and defiant Noelle allowed herself to be, how she was loved among her half-siblings rather than being the object of their envy the way Arabella herself was, and she chose to cover her jealousy with a wrinkled nose and a passive-aggressive comment about how distasteful she found violence. It seems like the two girls will go on like this for years, trading snide remarks and glaring at each other’s backs until they are finally old enough to leave camp for good and never see each other again - until, that is, Aphrodite assigns Arabella her first quest, and Ares, wanting to keep his lover happy by keeping her favorite daughter safe, assigns Noelle to act as the other girl’s bodyguard on the journey.

Now forced to leave the safety of camp and brave the danger of the quest together, alongside one of Arabella’s half-brothers who will do anything to sabotage the quest and take her place as Aphrodite’s favorite half-blood, Arabella and Noelle initially resist working together - after all, just because their parents’ wishes have forced them together doesn’t mean they have to get along. But as the quest progresses, several midnight discussions are had, and walls begin to crumble down, they might find that they can open themselves up to friendship - and, possibly, even love - with each other after all.

If the monsters and Arabella’s stupid brother don’t end up killing them first, that is. ❞

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PJO OCs - Kelly Fortson, Son of Ares

I'm at a place called Vertigo It's everything I wish I didn't know But you give me something I can feel

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Helena Jackson ✤ In The Poems And The Sands

The men start wars Helena Jackson was a problem kid.  She knew it, her mom knew it, everyone knew it.  She was too blunt, too short-tempered, too stubborn.  Trying her best had never done her any good, so she’d stopped trying.  She might have only been twelve years old, but Helena was absolutely convinced that her life was cursed.And then, all at once, Percy gets expelled.  His best friend is a goat.  Their mom gets kidnapped.  They go to summer camp.  Her dad is a god.  And if she and Percy can’t go to hell and steal Zeus’ lightning bolt, they’ll be blamed for a world-ending war between the gods. Like she said: cursed. Yet Troy hates Helen

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and the starlight i see, is a billion light years old. a ghost just like the rest of us

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BOOK COVERS ⸺ THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES IS SWINGING

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Through out the three centuries that Sarah's been apart of the Hunters, she's come to realize that being a Demigod thoroughly sucked. Growing up as a child of Hades in the Puritan village of Salem, Sarah never once had it easy. But she had been happy, happy to be alive, happy to be apart of the Hunters. The threat of an impending war is imminent, and while Sarah is far from being at the center of it, the sword of Damocles still swings precariously over her head, for Sarah was a hero that had been happy for far too long. perhaps after three hundreds years of living a relatively joyful life for a Demigod, it was time for Sarah Willoughby to sacrifice something.

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆… 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐋𝐘𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐍

❝ For almost as long as she’d known she was a half-blood, Lydia had wanted to go on a quest. Being an adventurous kid by nature (as well as a dramatic and overly perky kid, according to Camp Half-Blood’s notoriously surly head counsellor), she ached to venture out and retrieve some important magical object or face some terrifying monster on behalf of her father, to carry out a mission that would make for the summer of her life and get her some glory in the process.

Unfortunately for her, a quest didn’t seem to be the will of her father, Apollo - or of anyone else in her life, for that matter. Chiron kept insisting that she wasn’t ready, wasn’t trained enough, to put herself in danger like that; her moms, when she was home, practically forbade her to go even if her father did call her on one, not wanting her to be in danger; even her best camp friend Annabeth, for all she was desperate to go on a quest herself, didn’t think she was good enough to succeed. It didn’t even matter that Lydia was one of the rare Camp Half-Blood campers with an actual power from her godly heritage, that she could cause smaller wounds to heal if she just focused enough; she was always too cheerful, too trusting, too weak for anyone to take her seriously, let alone allow her to put herself in danger just because she wanted the thrill of adventure.

As much as it hurt - as much as she knew everyone else was wrong about her, they had to be - Lydia had resigned herself to always being blocked from what she wanted. She trained as hard as she possibly could every summer, in combat and survival skills and even honing her healing power, striving like Tartarus to be good enough that Chiron would finally deem her ready, and in the meantime, she hung out with Annabeth and dreaded going back to school when the summer ended and tried, always in vain, to get Mr. D to agree to let her arrange a camp-wide musical production. But she’s been going to Camp Half-Blood since she was seven, and now she’s twelve, and it’s starting to seem like the opportunity for her to go on a quest is never going to come… until Percy Jackson stumbles into camp having just killed a minotaur and is told he’ll have to locate Zeus’s Master Bolt and prevent an Olympus-wide war.

Seeing her chance finally arriving, and not about to let the fact that half-blood quests are typically done in threes stop her, Lydia sneaks out of camp and follows Percy, Grover, and Annabeth, gleeful when it’s too late to send her back by the time they even realize she’s come along. She’s absolutely thrilled to finally be taking part in a quest, to experience the high stakes and adventure she’s been aching for for so long - until their little band nearly gets turned to stone and killed by a chimera in rapid succession, and Lydia starts to think that maybe everyone was right about her not being ready for this after all.

Still, though, Lydia does have her best friend, a really nice satyr, and a sarcastic forbidden kid who’s actually kind of cute, as well as her typical bright smile, boundless determination, and arsenal of classic musical theatre songs. So maybe, just maybe, this quest that she isn’t even supposed to be on might not turn out so terribly after all.

If Zeus doesn’t smite her for helping the kid he suspects to be a thief. Or her father doesn’t smite her for going on a quest without his permission. Or her moms don’t ground her for life when they find out, or Chiron doesn’t give her that disappointed look he does so well, or all four of them don’t get killed along the way, or - okay, why did she leave camp again? ❞

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impromptu plot bunnies -> Ishita Prasad

She's a daughter of Apollo and a member of Camp Jupiter, fourth cohort. She has a love of cinematography and baroque music. With the personality of a wolf – stoic but fierce –, she is a force to be reckoned with. Her power lies in music and her weapon of choice is her violin, a skill she's built upon since four years old when her mother put said instrument in her hand and told her to "just try".

PRONOUNS: she/her

ETHNICITY: Hindu Indian

HOMETOWN: Fort Bragg, California

FACE CLAIM: Amita Suman

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Maisie Peters Edits ✤ Summer Sol x Luke Castellan

The Good Witch ✤ History Of Man: Women's hearts are lethal weapons, did you hold mine and feel threatened?

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Pyrrha Jackson ✤ Lighthouse

Pyrrha Jackson had one job, one reason for living: protect the son of Poseidon.  Not exactly a hardship, and not something that she’d ever needed divine intervention to do.  They might not have the same blood or the same parents, but Sally Jackson had raised her as her own, and Percy would always be her baby brother.  Pyrrha would do anything for him.  Anything.  And when Hades steals their mother, and Poseidon claims his son, and Zeus prepares for war, the world is about to see just how far Pyrrha would go to protect her brother.

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Helena Jackson ✤ In The Poems And The Sands

The men start wars Helena Jackson was a problem kid.  She knew it, her mom knew it, everyone knew it.  She was too blunt, too short-tempered, too stubborn.  Trying her best had never done her any good, so she’d stopped trying.  She might have only been twelve years old, but Helena was absolutely convinced that her life was cursed. And then, all at once, Percy gets expelled.  His best friend is a goat.  Their mom gets kidnapped.  They go to summer camp.  Her dad is a god.  And if she and Percy can’t go to hell and steal Zeus’ lightning bolt, they’ll be blamed for a world-ending war between the gods.

Like she said: cursed. Yet Troy hates Helen

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✨ Percy Jackson Masterlist ✨

Kelly Fortson

Son of Ares. Like his father, he’s brash and unsentimental, but his mind is hardwired for tactics. He can think three moves ahead while on his feet. Introverted and sullen, he doesn’t have many friends in camp, and while he may be partially bothered by how close everyone else is with one another, he clings tight to the few relationships he does have, fiercely protective until the end. He also has type A haemophilia, a genetic blood condition that was recessive in his mother and passed down unto him. Despite its severity, he does not let it stand in the way of his duty to the camp. [MBTI = INTJ]

Lara Irvine

Daughter of Apollo. In all save her life. She likes planning ahead and sticking to the plan instead, even if the plan is proving to be less and less likely to succeed each passing moment. It stems from her lack of trust in the unknown. She’s highly creative and has a natural affinity for any sort of art as well as performance. Growing up, she learned guitar from her adoptive father and his friends. [MBTI = ENFP]

Lisa Carson

Daughter of Athena. She started growing up in the 1980s only to accidentally find an entrance to the labyrinth and skip through the next two and a half decades while navigating the inside. However, to her, only ten months have passed. When she resurfaced in the mid-2000s, everything was different. Everything. From the technology to the slang to the way she had no way to contact her home anymore. Last time she dialled, she received an electronic beeping and a robotic voice declaring disconnection. More lost than every before, Lisa tries to navigate life as an eighties girl in a two-thousands kind of world. [MBTI = ISTJ]

Shiloh Etzioni

Son of Tyche. His father’s career as a mathematics professor is what pulled Shiloh’s godly mother towards him. His father was hell-bent on yanking down the curtain obscuring the mystery behind coincidence and luck, as he didn’t believe in luck. For all of his son’s childhood, he would preach the idea that math was perfect, math was flawless, and most importantly, math was everything. He want as far as to try to explain away the meeting with Shiloh’s mother – a meeting so raw, so coincidental – through a formulaic lens, impressing it into the back of Shiloh’s psyche that luck should be a myth. That being said, Shiloh has always been surrounded with good fortune: forget to study? scrape by with the correct multiple-choice anyways; missed the bus? teacher was out sick anyways. Though, he never cared about figuring out why though, and due to their rocky relationship, Shiloh would go as far as to rub any coincidence into his father’s face as he could. For as long as they lived under the same roof. But then? He didn’t have to: at fifteen years old, his cocky attitude landed him in competitive waters, which led to him running out on home and in the process, fortunately – luckily –, finding camp half-blood. [MBTI = ESFP]

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