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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock Lesen well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone oder why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid Mehr attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when Du do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see the sun shine on her hair, see the way her face was so intent on her writing, the smile that always played against her soft lips. He could see it all. With a sigh, he closed the book. He turned to leave when he spotted it. A letter written on an index card. His name was on top. He picked it up and sat on the bed. The letter was simple and straight forward. Just like the person who had written it.
Alek

Becca and I have gone to find Tara. We assume she was taken because of the Vampire schmuck. Yes, Becca lied. But it was to protect you. When we know where she is, I'll come and get you. Be prepared for the worst. We may be too late. And just so Du know, Becca really doesn't hate you. But she doesn't trust Du either. I'd hate to be you.

Terror


Elsewhere

They stood in the shadows and looked through the crowds of people around.
“They came.”
“Yes. Should we intercept?”
“Not yet. There are too many people. Someone could get hurt.”
“Alright. Are we going to follow them?”
“Yes. We need to know everything we can. And they may lead us where we need to be.”
“Of course.”
Her head turned slightly to see better and he watched her eyes wolke over.
“They've grown.”
“As all must.”
“But we haven't...”
“Technically, we're dead.”
“True but...it's different. I remember when I was able to be like them.”
“Perhaps it's not the easiest, but it is for the better.”
“Who's better?”
“All of ours. Besides, Du met me.”
“And I wouldn't trade it for anything. But I can not help but wonder what would have happened...if I was still alive.”
“We cannot worry about that. It's in the past. But we should move. I think we've Lost them.”
They looked around and then she grabbed his hand. They walked through the shadows to the Weiter few buildings.
“There they are.”
“Keep an eye on them. We can't loose them again.”
“Yes.”
posted by SilverWings13
Sowws if there are a billion typos, I’ve been waiting MONTHS to write this thing that took me twenty minutes. And yes, this is a week oder two early, but the last Artikel was like, a week oder two late, so I'm pretending that they Abbrechen out. I know Du guys are probs like OH LOOK Mehr DRAMA OOOOOH FUN with the deepest sarcasm, but juuust to keep anyone who wants to filled in...

It was delightfully quiet in the room. There was no Mehr screaming oder shouting oder rushing about the room. Yet it was far from over. The world would be set into fast vorwärts-, nach vorn again soon, but for the moment Aryess was allowed...
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posted by Robin_Love
“Under the sea?”
“Been done already.”
“Night in the clouds?”
“Too simple.”
“Uh....Medieval?”
“Used too often.”
“Ugh! This is hopeless!”
Becca looked at her upside comrade.
“Devin, we'll find a rockin theme for you. I promise.”
Devin turned her gaze from the window to where Becca sat upside down. Since Devin had wanted privacy, they had gone to Becca's place. And hadn't been interrupted since entering.
“Fine. But I just can't see how.”
“Think outside the boring fun box.”
“That was contradictory.”
“Whatever.”
Devin turned her gaze back to the outside view. She...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. Du know that weird feeling in your stomach when Du feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. oder Du die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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posted by GlitterPuff
He sat in the cafe, looking at his watch. I wonder where she is? he thought to himself as he brushed a piece of his blonde hair out of his face. The glocke on the door rang and his eyes flickered over to it, and he saw his date. Her dark blue dress fluttered as she walked over to him, her black blazer covering her chest; but Wird angezeigt Mehr of her cleavage than usual. The dark haired girl stood in her track when she came to the table, her sneakered feet put together. The blonde boy stood up and pulled the chair out for her, which she awkwardly sat in.

"You look nice Amora," the boy told her in a...
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
Name: Weapon X-360 (360 meaning the degree of a perfect circle, deeply meaning ‘Perfect Weapon’)

Occupation: Human weapon/Assassin for hire

Age: 17

Date of Birth: 25th December 1996

Type: Human Weapon/Cyborg

Nationality: American, French, Canadian, Japanese

Hair: Black oder some times a fair shade of blue (it changes in the sun) has a side fringe that covers one eye and medium hair in a side parting)

Eyes: smaragd Green

Powers and/or abilitys:
-Skin can turn into adamantium.
-Adamantium claws located in each finger.
-Good flexibility and practices gymnastic fighting.
-Knowledge of how to use guns...
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 Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Name: Alex "Web" Knight
Age: 16 years old
Height: 5'9
Hair: blond
Eyes: Blue
Nationality: British
Father: Spider-Man
Mother: Sally knight
Affiliations: Young Justice; MI6

Powers: regrow limbs; stick/climb walls; inhuman: strength, agility, reactions
Skills: spying; working undercover; disguising him self; most forms of hand to hand combat; multilingual (can speak english of corse, Russian, German, French, Spanish and more)

Relationship status: I have no clue I'm no good with relationships (unless the odd "I'm awesome & good looking" )

Enemies: French president's daughter (it is the city of love...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Name: Connors Taylors-Di Angelo
Alias: The “Con-man”
Occupation: Gang Member
Powers: Specializes in transformations and explosives, as well as cons and theivery
History: Connors father died when he was young. His mother remarried a rich man. But his new step-father hated him. When Connors found out his step-father, Mr. Taylors, planned to ship him to boarding school, Connors ran away. He became a gang member and was there when the others found Irra Weldon-Addams. They took her in and the two became good friends. When Irra took place as leader, Connors became her second-in-command. When Irra...
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posted by ScarletYJ
This is what happened in a creepy dream I had last night

Warning there's going to be gore in this story, read at your own risk

Scarlet's eyes slowly fluttered open as she laid on what felt like a cold floor. She quickly jolted upright looking around at the never-ending darkness she had woke up in. She stood up trying to use her powers, with no success.

"Scarlet!" she turned as she heard her name not seeing anything but the darkness.

"Mom, is that you, where are you?" she shouted back, she didn't know how it could be her mother. She ran desperately towards where she had heard the voice. She slipped...
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posted by Gunfire
OOC: this is an new oc, part of her background hapend in my war in gotham seires, so she is frome thad timeline. The stuff Du should probly knowe frist is downe as latest in the bio.

Name: Tess shepard ( shepard is gunfires last name, thad nowan but a few knowe))
Age: 13
Apearance: blond long hair, bleuw eyes, slender. He hase a few tatoos, one of them in a bullet made frome dates, to rember, her dat, wat hapend to her and who she is.
Cloths: depens on the situwation, mosly somting short, thouw she also whears robes when she wants to stay incospicuwaous.
Personanly: agresif, shoot first ask qwestions...
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Revenge slipped a dagger into his hands. Onlookers watched nervously. Revenge calculated at least three hundred. He couldn't let them get hurt. He couldnt let the girl he loved get hurt.

"Targeting system lock on." he whispered.

The gun was cocked against Holly's head. "Choose who Du Liebe more! Who?! Her, oder me? This little hündin who abandoned you, oder the one who stayed with you? All the way through?"

"Targeting System locked." the computer read.

Revenge raised his hand slowly, as if in slow motion. His arm moved forward. The crowd caught it's breath. The handle left his hand and the point sped the thirty yard gap and...


Power Corrupts.
Power Seduces. 
If weaved correctly, 
It can make even the greatest among us 
Fall. 
The story that changes everything, 
Starts Now.

Red Revenge V: What Matters?
January 2013
Part 2:
Spectrum was in her room in Mount Justice. She had sheets of metal around her room and was testing her powers. Now she was trying to see if the Spark could actually cut through the metal than dichtung it off back again. She didn’t know why she was doing this. Even Ms Martian when walking past asked her frequently but the only reason she was doing this was because it helped her stay focused, and she also did a neat job on oben, nach oben of it.
She closed her eyes and raised her hand. She could feel the heat in her herz flowing through her left hand. Peeking under her lashes she saw a multi coloured...
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posted by The_Writer
Yep! I hate to do it, but what's got to be done's got to be done and I don't see no one else doing nothin!

Alrighty, time for a rant about OCs and me to drop the excessive southern accent.

Let me be blunt: TOO MANY!!!! I have a horrible memory and am way too obsessed with my own to give a damn about many others. Look: I know the basic ones: SW, Becca, Willow, GB, I'm assuming Fin is Arty's baby they didn't put up for adoption, I dunno. See, this club is like the Kardashians:

Miss one day, Du know nothing.

Sure, I understand we've all got a creative side (to some varying degree) and we want to...
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posted by The_Writer
Talk
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Barbara sighed and pulled her kapuze, kutte off. The cold, hard piece of rubber sat on her schreibtisch and she sighed. The night had bee rough. Batman and Robin always seemed to have everything under control when she got there. She wasn't needed.

Barbara sighed again and buried her head in her hands. She woke to a sharp rapping on her door.

"Babs?" her father called. "Barbara get up!"

Barbara moaned and sat up sleepily. It was ten o' clock.

"Shit." she muttered. She was about to answer the door when she saw her cowl, which reminded her she still had her costume on.

"Barbara, for the last time--"...
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