Surf's up!
The name's Percy, Percy Jackson. If you know me from those books, yup, same guy. Seems the gods just can't ever give me a break, because as soon as I was starting to settle into the college life, I woke up here.
I've been here about three months. As far as I can tell, there's no way I'm getting back home. No psychic link, no prophetic dreams, even Iris-messages don't seem to be working. Not ideal, but hey, at least I didn't lose my memory this time!
I can still do all the usual child of Poseidon stuff, healing when I touch liquid, breathing underwater, making hurricanes, yadda yadda yadda. Until I can figure out a way to get back home, I'm spending my time learning all about this place. Gotta say, I was never a huge Pokemon fan growing up, but these little dudes are pretty cool.
Oh yeah, I live in a place called Hoenn, in a town named Littleroot. It's pretty cool here, I can go diving anytime I want.
Demigods aren't usually supposed to use phones, but after three months on my own, I'm a little desperate for human interaction, okay? So sue me. Looking forward to maybe making some friends on here.
I have an Oshawott named Shelly, a Wingull named Tornado, a Lombre named Burger, and a golden Magikarp named Shiny.
