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Name: Damian Hellsing

Nickname: D

Alias: None

Occupation: Vampire Hunter

Race: Vampire

Age: 160 years old, but, in what he calls, "human years" he's 18.

Personality: He's looks at humans as nothing lesser than him. He will not take a human's life unless forced to, oder if they're just being stubborn. *COUGH COUGH* What?
He's kinda a tease, but is Mehr often serious. He does have a soft spot for some people but usually does not Zeigen it, of course.

Appearance: He has lengthy black hair with burning red eyes. His skin, unlike what most stereotypes believe, is not super pale, it's a light color with a hint of tan. D's fangs are pearly and sharp, of course Du know what he does with those.. >.> He stature is built, he's at at wholesome 6'5" and weighs 180 pounds.

Powers: He regenerates all wounds, has super speed, and increased strength.

Weaknesses:Unlike other Vampire he hunts his weakness is not holy water, oder crosses, oder garlic. The only thing that is able to kill him, is a bullet made of pure silver.

Weapons: He carries a Smith & Wesson (All rights reserved) with Hellsing engraved on the side. This pistol is like many others, except the ammo. The ammunition he uses are silver, explosive, bullets. OH AND he must feed once a day.. oder he gets weak.. after four days.. without feeding.. he dies

Skills: Fighting, intelligence, and yeah.. that's it.

Costume/Civvies: A red mantel that drags on the ground, with a black hemd, shirt and pants under. On occasion, he wears a (big) red hat, for identification purposes.

Lastly: Past: When he was a child long long ago. His Home was attacked Von vampires. They killed his parents and bit him. He turned and, even at his young age, killed the bloodsuckers. Damian rushed to his mother as she griped onto the last moments of life and told her to gain vengeance. And from that Tag vorwärts-, nach vorn he vowed to kill all vampires, training himself to use a gun and learning all Vampire weaknesses.

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He's an outsider OC.. So he won't have an account :)
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 This one is my favorite~ (;
This one is my favorite~ (;
posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Logan Sanders

Alias: unknown.

Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)

Status: deceased

Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.

Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.

Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.

Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.

Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
Early afternoon, gotham docks.
Twan climbed up on an shipingcrate folowed Von Boris and Natasia.
He spoke in a loud voice.
Pepol of Gotham lissen,
You micht have heard rumerors about a confilct between myself and Pingweing.
Those rumors are truwe, thoug this is no mere gang ficht this is a full fleged war.
And if thad bird succeeds it wil be your homes he will loot, your woman he will abuse.
So Are Du going to just hide and live to his began call, oder do Du stand whit us, and Zeigen him this is are city.
A few men stepped forward.
We will stand whit the dog.
Others in the crowed joind them, there numbers...
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((This is super late, sorry <3 Also, sorry-not-sorry, Blade is an idiot))

"I'm bored..."
"Shush...."
"Uhg... I hate this."
"Shhhhh!"
"I don't like you."
"Shut up!"
There was sudden silence.
Then a sigh of relief.
"Your hair smells nice..."
"Plea-"
"So does your blood.."
"Dis-"
"Can I bite you?"
"Shut. The. Fuck. Up!"
"I really don't like you..."

Two girls were gepostet up in a small enclosed closet. The team decided to go out on a mission; and like any third grade field trip, everyone got a partner. Rene went to gather her equipment and Von the time she returned a very specific vampire was lounging on the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Tolf Du i would get somethingpostes this weekend, RL.
The steady hoofbeats were a rockstar’s drum set in the boy’s ears as he rode through the silent forest. The only other thing he could hear was the pounding of his own herz in his ears. The deafening noise made it even Mehr difficult to focus on making a distinction between the silhouettes of the trees and the shadows cast Von the moon’s light through the branches.
They should have beaten the sun to the horizon, but the night had been too fast, even for the Arabian-quarter horse.
Aleksander leaned even further vorwärts-, nach vorn over the horse’s...
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posted by khanna266
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white mantel and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained Mehr powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes Von the name GreyStar.


<3<3<3 Hope Du enjoyed
 Matt new to Gotham city
Matt new to Gotham city
posted by SilverWings13
This became a lot darker then I meant it to.. Which should just be my Motto for my writing. Also meant to finish and post this two days ago. All well. BTW, if Du don't immediately recognize the name, "Whisper," this will make so much Mehr sense to Du if Du read these quick one-shots first:
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Thank you, and enjoy!


Setting: Hudson River. Gotham City. 12:36 EST. March 3, 2014.
19 years to the Tag of the birth of the late Maevis de Vent, a.k.a. Whisper

The beam if the flashlight guided Aleksander down slope of loose rocks and damp soil. When he finally made it to the bank if the river,...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Just to fill in 'cos it's been awhile since I posted. blade got stabbed in the arm with some needle thing with weird serum in it and blacked out.. now VOILA!))

There was always three of us.
Then there was a gunshot.
Suddenly, there was only two.
Who knew a single bullet could tear apart a family.
Who knew I could tear apart a family.


~

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't breathe, at all. I tried to to suck in a breath but no air came. My lungs refused to work. Why couldn't I breathe? It was completely black, I couldn't pry my eyes open. Where was I? There was no water, no air, no nothing. It was...
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 A Goatrider
A Goatrider
( Oke, the archives of morte will be a series of Artikel in whist I will describe everything Thad has to do whit the lore of teyrions world thad I am creating truw this archives and further story's to come.)

Origin of the Riders:
The goatriders were a small group of bandits who fleeing fore the law ended up in the Kingdom of Morte were they advantly were couth Von a patrol of King Tyrion Blackwell, the bandits feared fore tere lives expecting to be killed fore there crimes.
But Tyrion seeing Thad the bandits only stahl, stola to keep themselves and tere family's alive made them a offer, if they would...
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posted by Mclovin_69
I suppose in most cases it's easier to try to let go of the things that happen to Du instead of having them linger in the back of your mind. But it never is easy to forgive and accept is it?. Most stories go the same, traumatizing things happen to you, Du lose something dear to you, oder Du feel pity for yourself and people Du care about around you. Du may wonder do I have a pity for others? Sadly I don't feel that way towards many people nowadays, Do I pity myself?, I feel as if I've done that too much for it to matter anymore.

A sigh escaped my lips as I made my way down a dim lighted street...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
"Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez......" Suavemente one of the most famous spanish song sung Von Elvis Crespo was now playing loud into their ears as feet and waist moved to the beat.

Everyone knew that Becca and Phoebe were two girls that had good sense of rhythm and could dance to any and every song that played on a stereo. But just for a fun Nic, Aryess and Megan had made the Friends challenge each other to a dance off. Since both girls were good deciding the best would be tough so they challenge each other for their stamina.

Nic , Aryess and Megan watched...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
((Its long I know but please read to the end and thank Du Discord for help with the Titel I just look for a synonym XD))

It was happening again that memory, that horrible memory, haunting him another night. The heavy breathing, the sudden crashes, and the sound of pain pounding into his head.
Then that scream, that woman's scream, the scream of torture and fright, the one that made every hair on his body stood up. Its high pitch and a hellish bang that came after and synced with it, dampening the air with death and fear. It played out as it did eight and a half years ago. The moments that changed...
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So, it didn't turn out how I was originally going to write it, but it still works, I guess. So, enjoy!

"How do Du play this?"

"Lizzy, it's simple. Just take these balloons, that are filled with water, and throw them at people when the walk in!"

"Isn't that mean Ashley?"

"No, it's fun!"

"Oh... Okay!" The two of them hid behind the couch, a large bucket of water balloons beside them. Suddenly, they heard heels clacking against the floor.

"Get ready," Ashley whispered to Elizabeth, "someone's coming." The blue haired girl handed the ghost a water balloon, carefully so she wouldn't drop it; and then...
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"So this....is the under...stan...ding you...and Que....en...Beet...le have." Honesty forced out as Frostbite squeezed his throat even tighter, She chuckled, "Alanna doesn't know I'm her daughter."
Snowflake laid on the floor groaning in pain but was in a bit of shock as she gazed upon the Gold hair creature. Honesty's face turned a deep red as he tried to chuckle but gasped and coughed for air.
"You sagte before that I had no idea who I was dealing with, but I have to admire you're a pretty good fighter." with that sagte she released his neck and the boy hit the floor. He went on all-fours as...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Listen to this in another tab oder whatever while Lesen (; link))

When I woke it up, I had two things crawling around in my head.

One: I felt hollow, as if a part of me was missing. Almost like someone took me and cut me in half, emptied my body of all it's contents then sewed me up. My fingers dug into the sheets as I sat up, straight, the room becoming familiar. Red velvet curtains hung in front of the window, blocking out all but the smallest rays of light. The silk sheets, I clung to, were smooth and the color of lust itself, it was the same for the walls and carpet. Cool wood filled the...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Death
Death
He paced back and forth in the room and her eyes followed him. The room they sat in wasn't too large but very comfortable. Crimson lay on the couch to her right, sunglasses in place. Shade sat elegantly in an arm chair to her left. She sat on the only other couch, plenty of room beside her. In front of her, facing the TV-mounted feuer place was a dark coffee table. tee and snacks had been set out for them as they waited.
“You're quite agitated today.”
“Why do Du think? Crimson, what do Du have?”
The red head looked up for a minute.
“He's......confused.”
“He has his doubts that are...
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posted by SilverWings13
Random drabble?

"How many bedrooms?"
"Of course that's your first question."
"The answer's one, isn't it?" 
Alek signed in resignation and leaned back against the ledge. On the rooftop beside him sat Aryess, who had paused bouncing the Tennis ball against the Wand of the utility building to give her brother a no-nonsense look. "Tara agreed to it, Argentum," he defended. 
"I'm not judging you!" she returned, resuming the mindless action of bouncing the ball. "In case you've forgotten, I live with my boyfriend." She paused, the ball leaving her hand and riding the gentle toss to the brick wall,...
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posted by SilverWings13
The smoke filled the air like a choking fog; the alarm blared loudly enough to deafen. He had been in the office once before, when he had snuck in for preparations for this day. The walls were the same sterile white, bare except for a map that hung on the corkboard, bright with red pins. There was glass scattered across the floor now from the one-way window of one wall. The schreibtisch was on its side. He hurried over to the Wand with the map where keycards hung from a hook. He stood on his tippy toes to grab them. When he turned to run back to the others, he saw the foot sticking out from behind...
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posted by SilverWings13
In the tundra, she could see her own breath. It escaped like a faint wolke from her nostrils and floated upwards a few centimeters before disappearing into the pine needles. This high up, those tendrils of breath would be unnoticeable to anyone far below. Below, the crouching snow-covered bushes remained still and silent. No visible clouds escaped them.
An approaching roar drew her attention over the forest floor as a black jeep emerged from the forest. It barreled through undergrowth, breaking through the freshly fallen snow, leaving behind deep tire treads and the reek of diesel. It would...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Alix Penn to others, Joan of Arc to Heroes alike
Nickname: Alix, Alice, Jo, oder Joan
Reason oder meaning of name: Alix means “of noble kind”; Penn meaning “Enclosure”
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Long, wavy, light brown/dark blonde
Height: 5’4”
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: I fear nothing
Your Guilty Pleasure: French Cuisine
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Those who think themselves higher than others
Your Ambition for the Future: To protect

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What tee to drink?...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
The boy winced in pain as he was drug Von his hemd, shirt Von Nicolette, and a fistful of hair held Von Kori. Kori seemed to march her way through the watchtower, eyes glued vorwärts-, nach vorn as she was silent. Nicolette scurried along, her ears tucked low as she waved at people. "Where are we even going?" The boy only stumbled along, taking in the sights around him. He got no answer, but was only pushed along more, this time Mehr ruggedly. Fang stopped mid-sentence when Kori and NIcolette entered the room, his eyes moving from one of his children to the other. "Who is this, and why does my daughter look like...
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