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Red Revenge slowly walked onto the windy roof. It was familiar. His father had died here. He had hunted down his killer and almost avenged his fathers death had the NYC Police not stopped him.

It was cold, even through his suit. Colder than it should have been for late March.

The Bewegen was sudden. Guys swarmed the roof, pointing Pistolen at Revenge while a single cloaked figure and two smaller, female ones walked out onto the roof.

"Been a while, hasn't it?" the cloaked figure asked as the two females stood at the edge of the building.

Revenge didn't move.

The lights flickered on and everything was illuminated. Revenge counted twenty guys. All in a kreis around him. One figure was dressed as the Grim Reaper. His two female companions were dressed the same.

"Reaper." Revenge growled after a silent moment.

The man laughed wickedly. "I suppose I don't need to introduce my companions?"

"Nightingale?"

The man laughed again. "Friends of yours."

He jerked the robes off of the girls to reveal Sarah and Rose Walker. Both were tied, gagged, and strung loosely to the outside of the building's guard rail.

Revenge started forward, but Reaper held up his scythe. "Stop, oder they die."

"Then what'll save Du from my wrath?" Revenge demanded.

"Good point." Reaper said, pausing to think. "Let's try again, don't step vorwärts-, nach vorn oder one gets it no the other is dropped."

Revenge didn't move, silently accepting the deal.

"Now then. I've long pondered your grudge against me. Really I have. I think about Du a lot! Du could say I was obsessed."

"No. Kidding." Revenge growled.

Reaper contined to pace, his haube hiding his details. "My point is who are you? What makes Du tick? Who is bold enough to name themselves Red Revenge and try to be a hero in this city? And why does he hunt down little old me?"

Revenge clenched his fists.

"See? Du care about me too! how affectionate!"

"I only thing I care about is your dead corpse." Revenge growled again.

Reaper laughed. "Well, to avoid the discussion, I'm cutting straight to the chase. Mask off."

"Or?" Revenge asked.

Reaper laughed and fired a shot at Rose. It went straight through her shoulder and she cringed. She was wearing her usual tank-top and jeans, her white hair waving in the wind.

"You'll shoot an assassin and a street-rat?" Revenge asked.

Reaper's expression went blank. Then he grinned again and laughed. "Almost had me! They're people. You'd save them."

"Would I?"

Reaper laughed. "Well let's find out, shall we?"

His foot hit Rose in the stomach and she fell.

"No!" Revenge yelled, running vorwärts-, nach vorn and trying to leap after the girl. Reaper grabbed his cape and jerked him back on the roof, causing Revenge to bang his head.

"Watch it. Metal poles hurt!"

Revenge groaned as Reaper continued to swing, schaukel at him with a metal baseball bat. For ten Minuten this kept up. Finally Revenge rolled over and groaned. Then he didnt move.

"Get rid of the other girl." Reaper sagte casually. One of the gangsters shoved Sarah off the edge. She screamed as she fell.

Revenge growled and leapt up, grabbing Reaper's neck. He closed his grip on it and walked over the guard rail and to the corner edge of the roof.

"I'm going to kill you." Revenge growled. "Right after I break Du in two."
added by MinaBloodlust
It was dark, the moon shining dimly in the dark streets. A shadow crept keeping away from the moonlight. The shadow was Cadmus, Mafia. Her red hair pressed to her back against a wall. She breathed heavily. She hated being chased. She found it most annoying. She held her Pistolen in each hand, and when she heard no footsteps, she ran from her spot in the shadows, and just as she did a light shone on her. Her Gold eyes glimmering back at her enemy. A shout was gegeben and she was spotted.
"Damn." Mafia whispered as she ran in the alleys. She looked around, her eyes catching on a feuer escape. She quickly...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Lancelot
Lancelot
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Lancelot Morgan
Reason oder meaning of name: Lancelot: Servant, Morgan: Sea
Eye Color: Grey-Blue
Hair Style/Color: Short, brown
Height: 6’ 0”
Clothing Style: Discreet
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Not your business
Your Guilty Pleasure: Watching
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Hurting Others
Your Ambition for the Future: My ambitions are unneccessary

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What happened?
What Du Think About the Most: Saftey
What Du Think About Before Bed: I never plan to sleep.
You Think Your Best Quality Is: I listen

LAYER...
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added by MinaBloodlust
Bloody Fingers

“Ugh, I should have braided my hair. It’s all over the place, in my face all the time!”
“Sir, do Du mind rolling the windows down? The lady would like to feel the wind in her hair.”
“Nein, nein! Es ist in Ordnung!” the girl assured quickly. She gave the brunette a glare for his teasing, and they both burst into laughter.
“Your German is good,” Callaghan commended.
“I had a tutor,” the teenager explained. “He taught me Earthling languages that I couldn’t pick up on the streets of Elam like I could the Demonic dialogues. German, French, Latin, Greek—in the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
The body fell through the air, lifeless, as if it were a weightless doll. The figure was shaded, giving no recognition to the Dreamer. The Dreamer had no idea where the body had fallen from, whether it was the sky, oder merely a cliff. But, death was death, no matter the circumstance. The Dreamer could only watch in horror as the shadowed figure collided with the ground, the body recoiling.
Tobias sucked in air as his body jolted, causing the male to quickly sit up in bed, his hemd, shirt wet with sweat. "Another vision.." He sagte shakily and carefully climbed out of his comfortable bed. He trudged...
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posted by XxSilverScarsxX
So, as I've been gone, I've grown. My characters have grown with me. So, I'm going to give Du an update! He's changed quite a bit.. whoops.

Character’s Name, Nicknames, and Aliases
Ciel E. Norrian, often called "Chopsticks" Von Damian (brother). He has no known aliases.

Age, Sex, Ethnicity
17 years of age, caucasian, male

Hair colour, Eye colour, Height, Weight
Hair will change colour depending on mood, with pure white being the best mood and near black being the worst. His eyes are wisteria, and his left iris broken. He stands at 6'4, 147lbs.

Scars, Birthmarks, Tattoos, Piercings and other Defining...
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posted by GlitterPuff
Some of Du wanted to know the 'stuff' that my redhead was talking about from a past article. Well, this is it.

2054

“Elizabeth, what are Du doing?” The small ghost had a bag on her back, almost through the front door.

“I’m going to, get something.” Her speech had become much Mehr eloquent and correct. Even though she still looked and act seven years old, she had learned so much it was like she could be in collage.

“To get what?”

“I, left my shovel at the park. I wanted to go retrieve it.”

“Okay. Just be back soon. I’m making abendessen in a little.” The redhead turned and went...
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posted by MafiaYJ
 Y'all Remember Ethan right?
Y'all Remember Ethan right?
Her hips swayed to the Musik she played on the small old fashioned radio that sat on her counter in the kitchen. It played Musik from the 40's, she missed the Musik of that era and the speakeasies where she sang freely with elbowed length gloves that no one questioned for asked to remove because the situation was deemed inappropriate. Her long black hair was pulled high into her head in a ponytail that matched the rhythm of her hips. In one arm she held a bowl filled with Schokolade batter and with the other she held the spoon she was mixing with. Babylon laughed at her self as she caught her...
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posted by BladeYJ
((In the last part, since I take so long to write...Shit happened..))

It was a few Minuten before midnight. The moon was full and gracing the land with a beautiful silvery hue. I pulled the mask over my face, taking a deep breath in. Then out. My hands fastened the gürtel around my waist, zipped up the jacket, and pulled up the hood. I figured I had about another fifteen Minuten before Declan's scent was lost, never to be picked up again. I had made it my goal to hunt him down, as he done me. Not kill him, yet, but follow...see if he'd lead me to the other three.

I was down the hall when I heard...
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posted by Robin_Love
In this life, in my past ones, I've been called many names. My name becomes a mockery to others who don't know my powers. Despite the form I now am, I remember everything from my past; still feel pain from wounds long Vor healed. Some call it destiny, other fate, but it's just life. I've passed from one life to the Weiter without so much as Minuten passing by. I've died many times, some Von my own hands. Yet it seems this is my curse, my burden to carry. I have Lost all close to me only to have new ones be taken Von death. I'm a devil, a monster, a necromancer. I deserve nothing. Because of me,...
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added by Eclipse-YJ
Source: askkaimei.tumblr.com
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My little baby... Meet Vulpes... He is based off of "THE VULPES INCULTA" from my new, and latest obsession, Fallout: New Vegas.. All rights belong to Bethesda Gaming Studios and the other creators of the game. I did change up some things *Cough* The Legion and his past *cough* To fit the modern Tag time of our little OC universe, but mostly everything else, including looks, personality, and the 'gang' leader, is based off his charrie and other notes from the game..

Name: Vulpes Inculta
(V-ull-pez In-cool-tah)

Class:Villian

Race: Caucasian/Human

Age: Eighteen

Hair: Dark brown; buzz-cut.

Eyes: A vibrant...
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posted by khanna266
name:BonBon Sumiru
age:17
alias:mystery
powers: teleporting,cloning,can transform into anything she wants,and sorcery
civvies:pink dress
appearance:pink hair eyes change color depending on her mood
hero outfit:work in progress
personality:sweet,funloving,funny,and a bit flamboyant
Bg story:she came from Japan when she was 13 with her dad who died a Jahr later to learn the American culture and met M'gann who let her stay with her for a while and became a part of Young Justice,and later on moved into her own apartment.
extra stuff:she loves bunnies,boys with accents,people who are kind and can make hder laugh,and chocolate

<3<3<3 hope Du liked it!
she also has a sense for advemture
 BonBon in civvies
BonBon in civvies
posted by Robin_Love
His eyes snapped open and he looked around. He was sitting in the same baum he had come to hours ago. He pulled his hemd, shirt away from his body, only now noticing how it stuck to him with a cold sweat. He shivered and ran a hand over his eyes.
“I haven't thought of that in years.”
He looked up to the darkening sky and sighed. The memory itself was dear to him, but he could still feel the pain of that Tag as fresh as if it was happening now. The words from long Vor played in his mind and he looked at the simple wedding band on his finger. Doubts flooded his mind as memory after memory drowned...
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posted by Robin_Love
“You think I would give Du that opportunity?”
“I think you'll have no choice.”
She looked at him, amusement in her eyes.
“You presume much.”
He smiled and opened his mouth to speak again but was cut off when Bruce came to the mic, asking for everyone to Mitmachen in the toast for Devin. She watched as her dance partner moved quickly off the floor and up to the make-shift stage. She glanced about before making her way out the door and towards the front door. Alfred handed her the mantel she'd worn.
“It was good to see Du again, Ms. Stevens.”
“Same to Du Alf. Watch over all of them for...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Amara
Amara
I really like this character and the pics fit Mehr than they did with Becca. And I like using these pics ^-^ Enjoy her!!!


Name: Unknown
Alias: Amara
Occupation: supervillain
Powers: she has magic and invisibility
Skills/talents: Stealth, hacking, agility, combat, sword master, tracking
Appearance: Black hair, red eyes, pale skin, and
History: She was born to a poor family in Attalin. Her parents died in a Kürzlich battle of power. She was found Von the royal guards and adopted into the royal family as Becca's sister. She is a few years older than Becca and only one Jahr older than Willow. She was trained...
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posted by Robin_Love
Here Du go Alex and GlitterPuff. The one-shot with a million ocs. I also didn't really know what to do so no one get mad at me.



The ground shook to the beat, Musik pounding loudly though the walls. Her usual scowl in place, she sat cross-legged in a corner. She caught glimpses of Rene and Erin and Alex through the crowd. Her eyes scanned past them to the bar where Twan and Mafia sat at the bar. She saw Fang leaning against a wall, Devin at his side. Silver walked around a bit, Bloodmist at her side, head covered and concealed Von a dark hood. Scott sat at a table, Cat and Mel with him. She guessed...
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posted by MafiaYJ
"You have to find her, and bring her here."

"Why must we make her one of us, would it not be easier to take her only when we need?"

"Oh, and have turn on us if she chose to? No, we need her on our side if we wish succeed."

"But how do I do it? She cannot die, can she?"

" *chuckle* humans cannot kill her. No one sagte anything about us."

"And if it doesn't work?"

"Well we'll never know if we don't try. So get out there. And bring us Babylon."

"Yes master."

"But be careful, she is Mehr powerful than she seems."



Babylon was running, blindly. She did not watch where she ran, oder what she ran into. She stopped...
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posted by Mclovin_69
She sat on the couch Lesen a book, but really she wasn't Lesen oder thinking of the words on the pages in front of her. She was really confused and at a loss of why Bentley was Schauspielen weird around her as if he were hiding something. She was worried Mehr than confused, she worried she had done something wrong. Had she been too resistant oder unsure of trusting him?.

She let out a deep sigh placing the book down on the coffee tabelle and laying there staring up at the ceiling in wonder.

Her phone buzzed on the tabelle Weiter to the book she had just placed down, picking it up she saw that the text...
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