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posted by SilverWings13
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Creature: Kitsune

Origin: Japan ("kitsune" means "fox" in Japanese)

Type: mythical

Lifespan: immortal (technically)

Weaknesses: icy weather oder water saps their energy, high metabolisms (meaning they must consume Mehr Essen than most humans to stay healthy)

Strength is drawn from: other kitsune, heat, red meat (so... not really vegetarians)

Common traits: quick tempers (especially when around other kitsune), glowing irises at certain times

Summary: First documentation of a kitsune was in the 4th century A.D. as creature of myth in Japan. Full blooded kitsune have the ability to shape-shift into any person oder a select specie of fox. Half-bloods cannot shape-shift. The most common trait of this creature is its nine lives (full bloods, when in fuchs form, have nine tails). However, these nine lives come with a price. For one, all kitsune, full oder half blood, die for the first time soon after they are born. This leaves them with eight lives growing up. No lives can be regained (supposedly way back, European fishermen travelled through the sea of Japan to trade in ports East Asia. There were constantly attacked Von territorial kitsune. One fox, recognizable for its almost black pelz that caused it to be mistaken for a witch's black cat, was killed again and again until it died for good. This is where the Europeans got the saying "a cat has nine lives.")

Secondly, every death leaves a scar oder injury that is either physical, emotion, mental, oder a combination of the three. Physical injuries will heal enough to keep the kitsune from dying again Von the same injury. The Mehr lives that are lost, the longer it takes to heal.

3: there are few kitsune left in the world. Starting in early 15th century and lasting until the 19 century, witch hunters mistook many of these shape-shifters as magic wielders. Witches themselves also fought and killed kitsune due to territorial disputes. Because of these reasons, most of this species has been wiped out oder driven into secluded locations such as mountain ranges.

4: Clans of kitsune, which can be family oder unrelated, are rare. This is due to there being few left as well as the avoidance of having to deal with a bunch of hot headed foxes. Also, the head of a clan is deemed the responsibility of carrying the memories of each kitsune's lineage- which is the memories of the lives and deaths of ancestors of each kitsune. These memories often occur during dreams. Other kitsune can have memories of a select few ancestors, but leaders are the only ones that can have every single one, willingly oder not.

5: Due to the same lineage connection that allows a kitsune to share the memories of an ancestor, members of this species often feel "displaced." This means they feel as if they belong to an earlier time period, supposedly that of an ancestor of which they are strongly connected. Von embodying the language and customs of sagte time period, a kitsune can suppress the feeling of being "displaced" as well as avoid the memories shared with an ancestor and the quick temper associated with this species.

6: When kistune are dying, their bodies focus on getting them to safety before their bodies shut down. This instinct causes a Supernatural anger and strength that protects the injured individual, as well as disabled the minds ability to feel pain. While in this state, they rarely recognize anyone oder thing. This state is also accompanied Von glowing irises.

7: Kitsune can technically live forever, until all nine lives are spent. However, the "curse of the kitsune" is that these beings attract much violence and death to themselves and the people around them. This keeps most life spans about that of an average human, if not less. This has also earned them the cursed name "shinigami." A shinigami, in Japanese myth, is a harbinger of death. This is about the equivalent of a demon in western culture.

8: A common practice of parents of this species with half-blood children is not telling their children about what they are. If a kitsune does not know about their ancestry oder abilities, the memories shared with ancestors are suppressed. The ability to come back from death is explained as miracles, but Du can imagine that this excuse only works so many times. Most kitsune realize oder suspect what they are, though most half bloods never learn of all of their true heritage.

Last, but not least: members of this species often identify Von how many lives they have left with a fraction. For instance, one who has Lost two lives would be 1 of 7, three Lost lives would be 1 of 6, etc. Those who have Lost the most lives are sagte to have "lived the most lives" and are regarded as the eldest and wisest. It is sagte that the kitsune is whole when they are 1 of 1, where the Weiter death would result in final resting death.

Known kitsune: Aleksander Sansaovich Felis Jr. (alive, 1 of 5), Noëlle Felis (alive, 1 of 8), Ana Rome (alive, 1 of 7), Aomori Nanashi (deceased), Dr. Aleksander Nikolaevich Felis Sr. (status unknown, 1 of ?)

AN: Everything I wrote here is things I made up EXCEPT for the true bits and pieces pulled from actual Japanese mythology (most of which can be read on link).
Name: Amethyst

Actual Name: Rocky Spirit

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Date of Birth: October 31

Appearance: Pale skin, purple hair that goes down her back and bangs that cover her right eye, purple eyes, about 5 foot 4 inches, slim body build, very skinny (can see a lot of her bones)

Personality: Serious, a bit anti-social((I am not anit-social *nods*)), paranoid (when people try to touch her), sweet hearted, kind, stressed

Civies: black ski mask, sky blue infinity scarf, black long sleeved shirt, light brown parka, sky blue gloves with grips, regular colored skinny jeans, black high heel boots

Hero Outfit:...
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posted by Robin_Love
He paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, knowing that Tara was in the hands of a relentless murderer. He racked his brain for any kind of solution, any plan. But he didn't even know where she had been taken.
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it...
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Drumroll please....it’s my brand-new series, CHASING SHADOWS!!!! Hopefully this one won’t get abandoned.. Ahahahaha you’re gonna hate me for this! *runs and hides*

She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a schlinge resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are Du feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
    “Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Canary's Cage
Canary's Cage
This will answer one of the Fragen that was asked.



{This will be Devin's point of view.}



People always see Engel as perfect, free of all pain and worry. They have no clue how wrong they are. Engel are only a shred of the perfection of Heaven. Not all of us sing oder play harps. Not all of us have perfect white wings. Not all of us have fair hair. They're are thousands of Angels. Each has a story, some have scars, and few have enemies. Rarely would an Angel – Jäger der Finsternis have experienced all three.
I am one of those rare ones. And I'm even Mehr rare. Because it's near impossible for Engel to find that perfect...
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posted by GlitterPuff
 Amethyst
Amethyst
“You know how to bring her back? She won’t end up looking different, oder act different, will she?” She chuckled a little and shook her head.

    “She will be exactly the same as she was when she was alive; she just might be slightly weaker.” He looked at her, slightly confused.

    “So, how does she come back to life?” She smiled slightly.

    “Leave that to me…”

    “And why should I trust you?” Twan said.

    “Because if Du piss me off, after I fix Rene; I could kill you...
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posted by GlitterPuff
Twan walked into the infirmary, his clothes covered in splatters of blood. He slowly walked into Rene’s room. Amethyst looked above her magazine, seeing him walk into Rene’s room. The purple haired girl set the magazine down on the table, got up, and followed the blonde haired boy into the room as quietly as possible. The boy sat down in the chair Weiter to the red heads dead body, his eyes watery. Amethyst stood in the back of the room, leaning back on the wall, watching. The blue eyed boy took Rene’s hand, squeezing it, trying not to break down completely. The purple haired girl just...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"So you're just going to let him leave to D.C.?" Lexi stared at her older brother. 
"Yup." 
"You're stupid! That's crazy Du idiot! He'll get himself killed!"
"No he won't." 
"Yes he will Jaime! He'll kill the President, be banned from the Military and THEN die!" Lexi folded her arms across her chest.
"He won't kill the President Lexi, stop daydreaming." 
"Then Du obviously don't know him." 
"Actually I do, but Du don't. Dad is going to D.C. for a meeting with House of Representatives, and the President to talk about what was stolen from the Navy." Jaime put his hands in his pockets, staring and his little sister.
"And what makes Du think he won't go crazy?"  
"Nudge will keep him under control. Trust me." Lexi almost dropped the phone that was in her hand. 
"Nudge? I thought she retired." 
"Nope, and Jack will be with her. Things will be fine." Jaime opened his wings an soared upwards. "You coming Home oder what?" Lexi sighed and followed him. 
"Yeah."
posted by SilverWings13
The screen door creaked open as Alek stepped out onto the porch. It only took a moment to spot Nic leaning against the railing. He was staring out at the clearing that they used for a training floor. The teen approached him slowly, his bare feet silent on the wood planks. He stood beside his leader for a time, arms crossed over his chest. Finally the older boy spoke.
"Marquez is dead. She couldn't have done this."
"Suppose she is alive."
"She isn't."
"Nic."
The Brit pressed his lips in a thin line, not answering.
"She may not have died in that fire. Perhaps she escaped as you, Jasper, and Ary did."...
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posted by FangYJ
This will appear after Last Resort :3 

I'm not sure if I loved my parents 

  One night Malcom and Teddy Parker are murdered, their son, Shane, is one of the last people to see his powerful parents alive. 

And I'm not sure that they loved me

  Shane and his brothers are to suspects to the murder. And as Shane begins to remember of disturbing past events, he's force to ask this question: What is the Parker family truly capable of?  

But I'm going to find out who killed them, even if it was me. 

Shane Parker had the life at his school. The looks, the friends, and the money. But one thing...
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"This city is only as strong as it's hero."

Revenge landed with a crunch on the haube of the taxi.

"And what happens when that hero fails? What happens when he falls?"


66DragonAnimations


Sam sat on the kran in absolute silence. Grant Tower was being rebuilt, the giant "G" was resting behind him on stilts. He gazed in silence as choppy flashbacks hit him repeatedly. It was the same image over and over again: stechpalme, holly screaming at him, then walking out.

Draxx walked into the small office and shut the door. The younger, African officer looked up. "Sir?"

"I need a favor from you, Lieutenant. I want everything...
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posted by SilverWings13
Name: Vika Vernadskaya

Alias: Czarina -after her mother- (meaning Female Ruler in Russian)

Age: 15

Hair: White, fine, waist length

Skin: Pale

Eyes: Gold

Personality: perceptive; out-spoken; sassy, but polite; sensitive toward others

Civvies: Rose-blouse; light-blue mini skirt; small satchel; white high tops; white knee socks; rosa headband with single sky-blue rose

Costume: (human form -rarely used in battle-) black kurze ärmel, kurzarm half-shirt; black yoga pants; bare foot; black plain gauntlets- fingerless gloves stretching to mid-bicep; black headband and hair up; black choker
(wolf form) simple black...
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posted by Robin_Love
“It's not a big deal! You're being so demanding!”
“You promised me Du would be Home before hand!”
“I got caught up!”
“You should have called us!”
“You're not my parents!”
“But Du are in this family! Du need to listen when we tell Du things!”
“Why do Du care?! You're NOT my mom and Du never will be!”
“Room! Now!” Fang interrupted.
Irra shot him a glare but marched off, mumbling about Engel and mischief. She slammed the door to her room closed and sat in the oben, nach oben corner of her bed.
“Stupid foster parents!”
She took the hat off her head and ran a hand through her...
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posted by Gunfire
 Eztli
Eztli
Name: Blood River
Id: Eztli
Age: Unknowen, but looks 17
Apearance,: Dark hair, skin somtimes looks red, but is realy Mehr latino like, eyes olmost always look red thouw the real color is unknowen.
Cloths: always weirs animel Bones on his cloths, somtimes wears robes, othertimes wears Mehr tribal clothse.
Personanly: bloodthisty, agrasif, zelos, likes to gets up close and persanol.
Powers: bloodmagick, gets stronger when around blood, vodoo.
Wapons: knives, macuahuitl, spears, axe's.

Background: As a jong boy Eztli geot Lost in the jungel, wher he found a shrin to the blood god, and the place seemd...
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(( Bentleys P.O.V ))

Never have I, Bentley Spencer Thompson thought I was right for the hero type of role....I was just a human, a depressing and sad person to be around and ruined others days with my problems...., I never thought I could ever end up with a girl like Aryess....s-she was beautiful, almost always had a smile on her face. Something I didn't Zeigen oder thought I ever had, I stared at her as I burried my cheek into the kissen I was lying on. The expression on her face was absolutely priceless as she continued her deep slumber, I smiled at her pulling up the blanket higher up over her...
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posted by Blitz359
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~5 Minuten later~
While Sasha prepared drinks for the teens, everyone else gathered together in the room, waiting for an explanation. Richi didn't say a word, however, as his head still hurt from the Kürzlich blows that came from the fists a certain blonde boy standing Weiter to Silver. Standing Weiter to Alek, with his pinky digging around in his right ear, was the ever-so dangerous Nic, while the other girl, Vika, was situated Weiter to Silver, a cautious look on her face.
As for his own little group, Richi sat in a chair across the room, trying to rid his head of the pain,...
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posted by InfinityYJ
OOC: As Du can see, I need a title... The plot type thing is at the bottom. Read away, and tell me if I should continue oder not!

Thirteen Years Ago.

In a circus trailer shrouded Von the forests of Romania, a mother and father cradled two children in their arms. John cooed softly to the baby girl in his arms, while Mary rocked the boy.
A sharp rap on the trailer door made both parents look at each other in terror, then to their daughter, sleeping soundly. “Hide her,” Mary hissed desperately. “Quickly!”
John rushed to the bedroom and sat on the bed, wrapping the baby in blankets until only...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
I needed Ciel and Mel fluff. ._.






Mel had her arms wrapped around Ciel's neck, and her legs around his waist. Her head against the soft pelz haube that rested on his back.
"Almost there." Ciel patted her legs.
"Okay, Buh buh." Clearly, she was half asleep and agreed with anything he said. He flashed a smile, and looked off at the train station less than half a mile away. Continuing through the snow, his boots crushed snow, leaving prints. He was taking her to the place they first met, she's always wanted to go there again, they just never got around to it. But he had cleared his schedule, just for...
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"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"

"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."

"C'mon, Babs!"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"I'm a fiery red-head, stechpalme, holly is a sexy blonde."

Sam smirked. "You find stechpalme, holly sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, Du see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"

Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.

"Go to hell, Grant."

"Someone's not happy."

Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
(( this chapter may include the mention on sexual content and other things that may make Du uncomfortable, if Du do not wish to see this just easily click back thank Du ))

(( Bentleys P.O.V ))
I gasped sitting up in a bett and shook in fear covering my face with my hand as tears streamed down my cheeks and landed on my lap disappearing in shattering sparks, I blinked wiping away the tears that streamed down my face. Crying in this game didn’t really seem the same as in reality, but again it didn’t really sooth my wounds and pain. I let out a shaken breath and looked around the room I was...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Era’s P.O.V.
Two hundred years. That’s how long I’ve lived. I’ve seen things that most people have never, will never seen in their lifetime. Back when I was still young, back when this all began for me, it wasn’t like this. Metas were accepted. If Du had powers, Du were hero material. But now that’s all over.
It took us years to fully stop the Kroloteans, and then there was literally almost nothing. Just the usual villains. And soon there wasn’t anything. 100 years passed, and all the original Heroes and villains passed. Soon the newer ones did too. After another 100 years of...
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