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Oc-tober day 7

I have an oc for all kinds in the Percy Jackson universe and Fidi is my little cute monster who's not very good at fighting and therefore terrified of meeting demigods because she /knows/ it would only end with her sent straight back into Tartarus.

hey so i have no idea how this works but i drew moots ocs a bit ago so take @pearlssz30 !!

Someone should give me a fic with god Percy Jackson thanks

 ἀλήθεια, Alethia - 'the state of being evident', 'unforgetting'

i watched Clark Elieson's video Fear of Forgetting n it left me kinda speechless

FYOKLA 'FYO' PAVLOVA

a percy jackson oc for you all xx in the works but i think she'll end up being a morpheus kid

Ok so there was this pjo-tober thing where you make a pjo oc every day and I only made two lmao

HoWeVEr, I like them a lot so I’ll post some stuff about them (also I’m terrible with finding names so he doesn’t have one yet)

(He uses he/him btw)

Ozzie time!!!

She doesn’t have a last name because she has no family so she’s just Ozzie!

Age: 10-11

Height: 5’0

Hair color and length: longish and blonde

Eye color: blue

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: pansexual

Scars: random ones scattered around

Little bit of backstory!

She had been dipped in the river lethe when she was young probably around four or five and then she spent her next couple years with Krono’s army until the battle of manhattan when she joined camp and she’s been there since helping out and occasionally going on small quests.

Godly parent

Like I said in the poll she’s unclaimed! And it’s not just because she’s only ten, even when she gets older she’s never really claimed! None of the gods know whose kid she is! when she became thirteen they even had a whole talk about it but none of them knew! She does have a godly parent but it’s yet to be figured out by anyone! Even without a godly parent however she does have powers! Lots of them! She has a wide arrange of powers suited for different gods, she’s not overly powerful with each power but with the amount of different skills she has she’s pretty strong, she’s got powers ranging from Percy’s water powers and horse talking to pipers charm-speak, and even Nico’s shadow traveling and Meg’s plant powers! Her powers alone aren’t very strong but together they’re awesome!

If you want I’d love to see your guesses for who her godly is! And I hope you all have an awesome day!!

*quietly sneaking into another fandom*

WAIT GUYS PLEASR COME BACK

guys my pjo ocs ^_^

remember when i used to write fanfiction daily. rip vauxxy nation (jk lol i have sumn in the works 😝)

my camp half blood oc ^_^

YALL SHES ADORABLE

her name is odette van schmidt and she’s a child of dionysus 😇

her story is actually rlly funny tbh. makes me crack up a bit. so here it is

basically dionysus met her mum (a rich socialite) at a party she was throwing for the opening of an art gallery, and it was getting late so everyone was going home. odettes mum looked over at dionysus and was like ‘omfg these old geezers r soooo boring. wanna hit the club?’ and dionysus was like ‘have my baby’ SO SHE DID.

9 months later she gave birth to odette van schmidt: the lying, unstable (possible future addict), drama queen JOY of dionysus.

by the time odette turned 14, her mum was like ‘right. this girl needs to get her ass to boarding school’ bc she could not stop CAUSING A RUCKUS. she was a menace during important parties and events- not because she wasn’t good at parties; but because they weren’t fun. while her mum agreed with her, she had grown out of her party girl phase and had to settle down.

well, odette didn’t fight her mums decision to send her to boarding school. after all, that’s where the craziest shit happens, doesn’t it? especially in new york.

so imagine this: odette van schmidt, the pretty girl with weird eyes and designer clothes CHOWING DOWN ON SPECIAL BROWNIES WITH HER ROOMMATE WHO LOOKS LIKE HOMELESS MAN IN A PRETTY GIRLS BODY.

odette could NOT stop getting into trouble. always sneaking off with her friends, partying her weekends away. by the age of 15 she had developed a pretty bad habit of taking a shot of vodka every sunday morning to get through the preachy ass mandatory services.

odettes mum had enough when she found out her daughter wasn’t taking her meds everyday at 8:00, and was instead lighting up at 4:20.

odettes mum had to call her baby daddy and tell him to pick her up for the summer. odette heard this call, and jumped to the conclusion she was getting sent to REHAB. so she ran.

she ran fast and fast and fast and fast. all the way from manhattan to queens.

ofc odette always saw weird shit. but she just always chalked it up to sleep deprivation, adhd, maladaptive daydreaming, and later in her teens: drug induced hallucinations.

after walking around new york aimlessly for 3 hours to escape rehab, her mum gave her a call.

“hey odette… can you come back home? bc ur lowkey a demigod and I WONT SEND YOU TO REHAB BABY IM SORRY I WONT ITS FINE YOU WERE ONLY SMOKING WEED ITS OKAY BABY-”

BOOM. hellhound right in the middle of the dingiest 7/11 in all of queens.

odette booked it- already terrified by what her mum said, and even more so by this terrifying dog thing.

she ran down at alleyway, hoping to escape the gross mangy dog, but she wasn’t fast or sharp enough to lose it or outsmart it. the hellhound attacked her from behind, ripping through the back of her shirt and leaving a scar that ran across the length of her back.

like that shit was BIG. like, from her neck down to her hipbone.

odette was vengeful thoguh. she was more angry than she was in pain, so she took out her pocketknife and started stabbing and punching that thing away. LIKE. HOW WOULD THAT EVEN PROTECT HER FROM A HELLHOUND??? but then the mutt started chasing its tail and howling like crazy, making it easier to put it down like an old dog.

and poof.

into thin air.

“alright what the fuck”

so there she lay- sitting and panting and wheezing in an alleyway, bleeding out. so she decided to pray,

“god i’m sorry for drinking on sundays! i’m sorry for using bible pages to roll! i’ll do anything to make it up to you!”

“girl, it’s fine.”

all of a sudden, there was this middle aged guy in front of her with the same eyes as her and the worst fashion sense she’d ever seen.

“i didn’t know jesus shopped at h&m…”

“jeez, you sound like ur mother.”

after 10 awkward seconds of silence, odette passed the fuck out. bc her back is a war zone. obviously.

when she woke up the next day, she was at the most rank hospital she’d ever been to. but all the doctors were cute. they were all blonde and spoke like poets and had such gentle hands. but they were wearing the most atrocious orange shirts.

good thing I’VE got STY-

odette looked down at herself. “are you fucking kidding me.”

orange was not her colour. it was purple.

after she got all healed up, two blonde 13 year olds who looked just like her arrived at the infirmary. “hiiiiii welcome to rehabbbbbbb”

“oh my god i’m actually going to kill myself”

castor and pollux eventually cleared up mostly everything about camp (after fucking around with their new older sister a bit more, of course), and proceeded to take her to get some food in her tall ass stomach.

she ate. and then she ate a bit more. and then she complained. and then she asked if her mum has her ‘crazy meds’. and then she asked for new clothes. and then she called her mummy and asked her for new clothes or perfume or anything. and then she walked over to the big house to complain about something again.

and as soon as she walked through the doors, screaming about how she can’t party with a torn up back- she was claimed.

“oh my gods odette. we have your stuff. its fine. it’s cool. you’re my daughter btw. and no drinking at camp.”

“… why would my mum fuck a guy who shops at h&m?”

“I DO NOT SHOP AT H&M, I AM A GOD-“

odette blanked. she wasnt really good at faces. much better with names. that’s what u get for being a history buff who can’t make eye contact i guess.

“… which one, sorry?”

“… dionysus?”

“oh. that checks out.”