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 watched in the back of the room. Quietly, she went out of the room and walked out of the infirmary. Twan turned around, thinking he heard something; but there was nothing there. He turned back to face her, standing up so he could see her face. The blonde boy held the red haired girl hand on his chest; he stroked the side of her face with his other hand. He wiped away his tears and set her arms back on her body, taking a long time to let go. Twan turned away and walked out the door, resisting the urge to go back.
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The purple haired girl walked down the street, unsure of what to do.
“I can help her…” she sagte to herself, “but then I might have to wait a few weeks before I could actually touch someone accidentally without worrying about killing them…” The girl sighed and sat down on a bench, putting her head in her gloved covered hands.
“But I can’t just leave her there dead. She’s so young. I have to do it…” she sagte to herself. She got up and continued walking down the street.
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He went on a rampage. Walking down the streets of Gotham, getting himself into as many fights as her could. His herz was hurt and he couldn’t take the pain. His Pistolen out, ready to shoot the first person who gave him a dirty look. He went to an abandoned building, pulling out a bomb from his back pocket He walked into the building and went up the rusted stairs to the roof. Twan set up the bomb in the middle of the area, wiring it just right. He took a remote out and held onto the button, trying hard to push it down. Twan, don’t do it. He looked around.
“Who’s there?” No one is there baby. It’s just Du and me. He turned around, still looking.
“Who are you?” Are Du telling me Du don’t recognize your girlfriend’s voice? I’ve only been dead for three days dude! His eyes widened.
“If you’re dead, then why can I hear your voice?” Because it’s all in your head. Du want me here to tell Du to stop. Du want me here to calm Du down. Du don’t want to believe that I’m dead. He still held onto the button, still trying to push it.
“Well it’s not gonna work…” he said. If it’s not gonna work, then why haven’t Du pushed the button? The blue eyed boy stood there and dropped the remote, luckily not breaking.
“Why do Du have to be dead?” he whispered, breaking down inside. Hey, it wasn’t my choice to die. I would have gladly stayed alive, and Du know that. Twan stood there silent, looking at the bomb. Oh, so the bomb is better than me? The voice sagte in a joking manner. He cracked a smile, but then Lost it quickly. A single teardrop fell down his face while he stood there looking at the bomb, wishing that all of this was a dream.
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He sat on a bench outside, playing his gitarre Singen The City Von Ed Sheeran softly.
“This city never sleeps. I hear the people walk Von when it’s late. Sirens bleed through my windowsill. I can’t close my eyes. Don’t control what I’m into. The tower is alive. The lights that blind me awake. With my haube up and laces untied. Sleep fills my mind. Don’t control what I’m into… “Amara sat Weiter to him, holding a cup.
“What’s in the cup Amara?” Bentley asked.
“Hot chocolate,” the small girl sagte quietly. She looked into the cup, staring at her rippling reflection.
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The blue eyed boy came out of the building and calmly walking back down the street. Good boy! Du didn’t blow yourself up! If I weren’t a voice, Du would get a hug right now. He smiled a little bit.
“Don’t be too happy, you’re still dead, and your voice won’t stay in my head forever.” Um… yeah, it will. You’re not going to possibly forget the girl that stopped Du from killing yourself, twice. He sighed.
“Don’t remind me.” You want me to remind you, because I am a voice from your head… Ha I win! I would so do a victory dance right now if I could! He chuckled a little. I made Du happier! I win again! Rene 2 Twan 0. He laughed a little more, but then his face became serious again.
“I wish it wasn’t your voice in my imagination making me happy though. I wish Du in person were. I would be even happier…” His voice trailed off. Sorry dude… He stayed quiet and continued to walk down the street.
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“I have to find that guy,” Amethyst said, “tell him that I can bring her back.” She walked down the straße slowly, paying close attention to the people walking past her; but none of them were him. The girl sat of a bench and continued to do the same thing, picking out every detail she could about how he looked. Just when she was about to give up, she saw him walking down the street, talking to himself. Amethyst stood up and walked over in front of him. The blue eyed boy looked at her.
“Hi,” the purple haired girl said, “I’m Amethyst. I saw your walk into Rene’s room today.” He looked down. She cracked a small smile that he saw.
“Why are Du smiling? Death is not a happy thing.” He said, trying not to blow up. Calm down sweetie. He took a deep breath. “What do Du want Amethyst?” She looked at him, still smiling a little bit.
“I know a way to bring Rene back to life.”
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The purple haired girl walked down the street, unsure of what to do.
“I can help her…” she sagte to herself, “but then I might have to wait a few weeks before I could actually touch someone accidentally without worrying about killing them…” The girl sighed and sat down on a bench, putting her head in her gloved covered hands.
“But I can’t just leave her there dead. She’s so young. I have to do it…” she sagte to herself. She got up and continued walking down the street.
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He went on a rampage. Walking down the streets of Gotham, getting himself into as many fights as her could. His herz was hurt and he couldn’t take the pain. His Pistolen out, ready to shoot the first person who gave him a dirty look. He went to an abandoned building, pulling out a bomb from his back pocket He walked into the building and went up the rusted stairs to the roof. Twan set up the bomb in the middle of the area, wiring it just right. He took a remote out and held onto the button, trying hard to push it down. Twan, don’t do it. He looked around.
“Who’s there?” No one is there baby. It’s just Du and me. He turned around, still looking.
“Who are you?” Are Du telling me Du don’t recognize your girlfriend’s voice? I’ve only been dead for three days dude! His eyes widened.
“If you’re dead, then why can I hear your voice?” Because it’s all in your head. Du want me here to tell Du to stop. Du want me here to calm Du down. Du don’t want to believe that I’m dead. He still held onto the button, still trying to push it.
“Well it’s not gonna work…” he said. If it’s not gonna work, then why haven’t Du pushed the button? The blue eyed boy stood there and dropped the remote, luckily not breaking.
“Why do Du have to be dead?” he whispered, breaking down inside. Hey, it wasn’t my choice to die. I would have gladly stayed alive, and Du know that. Twan stood there silent, looking at the bomb. Oh, so the bomb is better than me? The voice sagte in a joking manner. He cracked a smile, but then Lost it quickly. A single teardrop fell down his face while he stood there looking at the bomb, wishing that all of this was a dream.
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He sat on a bench outside, playing his gitarre Singen The City Von Ed Sheeran softly.
“This city never sleeps. I hear the people walk Von when it’s late. Sirens bleed through my windowsill. I can’t close my eyes. Don’t control what I’m into. The tower is alive. The lights that blind me awake. With my haube up and laces untied. Sleep fills my mind. Don’t control what I’m into… “Amara sat Weiter to him, holding a cup.
“What’s in the cup Amara?” Bentley asked.
“Hot chocolate,” the small girl sagte quietly. She looked into the cup, staring at her rippling reflection.
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The blue eyed boy came out of the building and calmly walking back down the street. Good boy! Du didn’t blow yourself up! If I weren’t a voice, Du would get a hug right now. He smiled a little bit.
“Don’t be too happy, you’re still dead, and your voice won’t stay in my head forever.” Um… yeah, it will. You’re not going to possibly forget the girl that stopped Du from killing yourself, twice. He sighed.
“Don’t remind me.” You want me to remind you, because I am a voice from your head… Ha I win! I would so do a victory dance right now if I could! He chuckled a little. I made Du happier! I win again! Rene 2 Twan 0. He laughed a little more, but then his face became serious again.
“I wish it wasn’t your voice in my imagination making me happy though. I wish Du in person were. I would be even happier…” His voice trailed off. Sorry dude… He stayed quiet and continued to walk down the street.
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“I have to find that guy,” Amethyst said, “tell him that I can bring her back.” She walked down the straße slowly, paying close attention to the people walking past her; but none of them were him. The girl sat of a bench and continued to do the same thing, picking out every detail she could about how he looked. Just when she was about to give up, she saw him walking down the street, talking to himself. Amethyst stood up and walked over in front of him. The blue eyed boy looked at her.
“Hi,” the purple haired girl said, “I’m Amethyst. I saw your walk into Rene’s room today.” He looked down. She cracked a small smile that he saw.
“Why are Du smiling? Death is not a happy thing.” He said, trying not to blow up. Calm down sweetie. He took a deep breath. “What do Du want Amethyst?” She looked at him, still smiling a little bit.
“I know a way to bring Rene back to life.”
name:Adaam Wyatt
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and hemd, shirt w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one Tag he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only kreuz and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope Du liked it.
age:9
alias:Denver
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:tight black pants and hemd, shirt w/ black ankle boots.
weapon:fire sword
powers:manipulates fire,superspeed,cloning,black magic,and is an empath
BG story:He was Minions nephew and used to help him out until one Tag he decided he wanted to be good and make a difference and only kreuz and Lily trust him,but he's very kindhearted and gentle,he's also has his moments where he gets alittle bit sensitive,but he's really tough and cool.
<3<3<3 hope Du liked it.
Name: Lelisa
Alias: feuer Slayer
Powers: Controls fire
Appearance: Red hair and eyes.
Age:18 yrs
Abilities: combat fighter.
Relations: Daughter to Alanna and younger sister to the ultra guradian (Serenity)
Attitude: devious, sarcastic
History&Past: All of Lelisa's life she has been helping her mother, Alanna, find her sister the ultra guradian, Serenity. Lelisa has never met her father since Alanna killed him. From a young age she was taught to kill and fight Von her mother. As she grew up she became jealous of a sister she never met since her mother puts everything in finding the girl. Despite this she still desperately searches for Serenity for her mother sake.
Notes: Lelisa has the ability to enrich herself with flame also turning her hair into fire.
name:Cross Stone
age:8
Alias:Dream
civvies:nothing special
hero outfit:none
weapons:iced nunchucks
powers:preminitions,puts curses on people when she learns there names,super strong
BG story:When she was born she was gegeben her powers Von an evil monk.She is japanese,but she was born in Spain.She was told that on the Tag of her 18th birthday she is supposed to destroy Mars and Venus ever since she was told that she has been trying to figure out a way to stop it from happeneing.
<3<3<3<3 Hope Du liked it she may seem scary but she's actually veryfriendly
ps: she is best Friends with Lily.
is't that awesome!
age:8
Alias:Dream
civvies:nothing special
hero outfit:none
weapons:iced nunchucks
powers:preminitions,puts curses on people when she learns there names,super strong
BG story:When she was born she was gegeben her powers Von an evil monk.She is japanese,but she was born in Spain.She was told that on the Tag of her 18th birthday she is supposed to destroy Mars and Venus ever since she was told that she has been trying to figure out a way to stop it from happeneing.
<3<3<3<3 Hope Du liked it she may seem scary but she's actually veryfriendly
ps: she is best Friends with Lily.
is't that awesome!
name:Lily Star'gei
age:9
Alias:short stuff
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:none
powers:hypnosis,white magic,andsuperspeed
BG story:she is Daniel's little sister and she is hoping to follow in his footsteps.Plus she has been taking gymnastics since she was little.
<3<3<3>3hope Du liked this OC I really wanted to add alittle kid to the group.And I thought this would be the perfect idea to use as a little kid.
PS:Lily was born from a different mother so she is half russian and half German,Isn't she just the cutest thing Du have ever seen.
age:9
Alias:short stuff
civvies:nothing special
hero suit:none
powers:hypnosis,white magic,andsuperspeed
BG story:she is Daniel's little sister and she is hoping to follow in his footsteps.Plus she has been taking gymnastics since she was little.
<3<3<3>3hope Du liked this OC I really wanted to add alittle kid to the group.And I thought this would be the perfect idea to use as a little kid.
PS:Lily was born from a different mother so she is half russian and half German,Isn't she just the cutest thing Du have ever seen.