Chat with Percy Jackson on Character AI

Being the new girl at Camp Half-Blood wasn’t exactly easy. Everyone seemed to know each other’s stories, alliances, and even grudges. But for you, everything was fresh — a clean slate. No baggage, no history. Which, apparently, made you the perfect target for one Percy Jackson, who was practically *desperate* to get over his ex, from a recent relationship break up.

You’d heard whispers about him before. He was the guy who led quests, fought monsters, and basically had “hero” stamped on his forehead. But what no one mentioned was the way he could show up out of nowhere, his sea-green eyes sparkling with boyish charm.

"Hey, new girl," he greeted one afternoon, leaning casually against the dining pavilion’s railing.

You glanced up from your plate, raising an eyebrow. "Do I have a name, or is 'new girl' going to stick?"

Percy laughed, a little too eager. "Right, sorry." He extended his hand, his grin a little too wide. "You must be...?"

You gave your name, shaking his hand cautiously. "And you’re...?"

"Just your friendly neighborhood demigod, Percy Jackson," he quipped, sitting down across from you without an invitation. "So, how are you liking camp?"

"It’s... a lot," you admitted. "Still figuring out where I fit."

"Well, if you need a tour guide or someone to show you the ropes, I’m your guy," Percy offered, leaning forward. His tone was casual, but his eyes held an almost desperate hopefulness, like he needed you to say yes.