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Guide by IHaveReturned posted over a year ago
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Hero Outfit
Just a reintroduction


Name: Liberation previously known as Obscurity

Alias: Harley Mei Kent

Age: 19

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Black

Height: 5'4

Powers: Super strength, Invulnerability, flight, absolute control of the four elements. 2 swords that grow out of her back

Skill Set: Well trained in all types of combat, hands on fighter, exceptional swords-woman, warrior and endurance

Weakness: Kryptonite, Magic, Apokoliptic weapons, her swords

Personality: cold and distance, a bit loud, can be friendly if you reach her, doesn't trust, serious when need be, can be paranoid, wild, low sense of morality - on every counts

Marital Status: Single

Background: We should know

Family: super-homem (dad) batman (father figure) Superboy (Brother) Lois (mother figure)

Note: Still has a feline side but cannot fully transform, she only retained her ability to morph her hands into claws and unsheathable fangs.
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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Name: Jeremy Thompson

Alias: Jet Stream

Age:18

Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin and tall.

Personality: he takes a leadership role in situations and tries his best to do right for those around him. he is accepting to everyone, nice ,caring, protective of the ones he loves.

Relationship: cousin to Bentley, dating Tori

Powers/Skills:he has all the combat skills he grew up learning, he still has the hooks he uses in combat. creating a small burst of speed only really used for get aways or sneak attacks and can create smoke when he does his small burst of speed. He can also create a fogo ring that can launch him into the sky attacks in battle.

Hero suit: he now wears a mais modified suit that is black and brown. he had shealths for his hooks crossed on his back and shoulder, elbow, and knee pads that are bullet proof.

Civvies: red hoodie, and brown dark tight khakis. when hes not wearing sweater he just has a dark gray shirt. he wears converse.
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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I suppose in most cases it's easier to try to let go of the things that happen to you 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, you lose something dear to you, or you feel pity for yourself and people you care about around you. You 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 rua of Gotham. Once you're exposed to the things that are frightening I wonder if the fear truly goes away or you learn how to deal with it because that's all you really can do. My eyes glanced to a woman sitting on the rua wearing tore up clothes and a scarf to attempt to keep away the bite of the wind. A siloutted figure with deep red eyes stared up at me beside the woman and hissed as I walked by. The weird part was it didn't seem frightening to me anymore, somehow....Normal.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Her hands were wrapped around the coffee mug, staring into contents of the cup. Through out the telling of her story, Ivara's voice had remained steady, as if she were reciting the history of someone else's life, someone else's tragedy.
Everyday, at 3 pm, Nic sat outside Gotham Elementary School to pick up his ward, Jace Matthews. And everyday he had seen this girl, a brunette with streaks of color in her hair that alternated with the days, walk out of the school, alone, toward the road.
When Nic had asked Jace about the girl, he had reported that she was a transfer student from Hong Kong. Quiet girl. Good, quick learner. No one knew much about her. Nic had decided to investigate, which had landed the odd pair in this o jantar, lanchonete at 8 pm on a Friday night. For the price of a vegetarian burger, fries, and a coffee, the girl had been willing to tell the kind, young, rather handsome stranger her story. She suspected he would think she was crazy and would leave as soon as she finished. Anyway, she would get a meal out of it.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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"Pappa!" the girl cried as the vicious tiger crept closer to the cornered man waving his torch in hopes of keeping the beast away. She climbed out of her hiding place at the base of the árvore where the roots climbed out of the ground to create a cage and ran toward the man.
"Eona!" he shouted to his daughter. He made a mover toward her, but the tiger stepped in his path and roared, baring its mouth of daggers.
Hearing the shouts, a weasel-like creature tore its attention from the collection of treasures that it had been ransacking from the nearest hut and redirected it to the humans. The critter, better known as a sable, darted in front of Eona and hissed, causing the child to scream and back up a step before turning and scrambling away.
Eona ran through the demolished village, past the burning homes and ravaged shops, taking care not to look to long at any of the dark figures laying in the streets. The air was acrid with the smoke that made the night even darker. The girl slipped in one of the sticky puddles that drenched the ground and fell onto the cobblestones.
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Opinion by godmor posted over a year ago
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This is a small announcement, I only post this artigo beceas the new fanpop system is so broken Thad I can't even poste any mural posts or imagens anymore. so to the announcement.

I knowe I have not been on here muce lately but I wil be o mais often.
and il stat whit a series of story's about Tyrion Blackwell ( the undeath king) both in his time and the modern ages, beceas I have inspiration to write about medieval stuff.

So im gald to be bak.
Godmor, a.k.a. Twan a.k.a gunfire ( and al my other oc's)

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Opinion by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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"Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez......" Suavemente one of the most famous spanish song sung por 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 in disbelief as Becca and Phoebe danced, their bodies glittering with perspiration.

"They're good," Megan stated

"No they're really good," Nic exaggerated.

"I never thought they'd actually go for the four hours and now they only have twenty minutos lefted." Aryess commented with her eyes widen.

"So, who do you think is winning?" Nic asked, but Megan and Aryess looked at him tongue-tied.
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Fan fiction by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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((Its long I know but please read to the end and thank you Discord for help with the título I just look for a synonym XD))

[i]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 and snatshed his childhood and happiness away.
There those eight ano old eyes creased through that closet, gazing into the room where he saw his dear father struggle to his feet, as that thick dark red liquid leaked from his side.
Moments later he watches that brutal scene, the scene that tumbled his stomach and made him want throw-up. One kick to his father abdomen, another kick to his mother's head that ceased her cries and her movements. Suddenly in the back of his mind he hears his name call out in a concern tone, (Jaivus!), he ignores and...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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When he awoke for the segundo time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third pergunta brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his headache to stop. A girl, obvious older, entered. Her light blue curls were pulled away from her face, her pointed, elf-like ears sowing. She wore a simple robe, veste, roupão of white, a golden cinto, correia on her hips. Her eyes were a light gray, like the sun lighting up early morning fog. He watched cautiously as she approached and then practically fainted when she knelt down before him in a respectful bow.
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Article by GlitterPuff posted over a year ago
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January 3, 2108

"Mom? Mom?" An explosion came from the sewers, dust and debris shooting up the manhole. Julie gasped. "Oh no..." Gas mask. I need a gas mask. She ran into a house and started looking around. "Shit shit shit, I need a gas mask!" Julie opened closets and drawers; but couldn't find anything. Then she cracked open a chest and found everything you would need for a bomb, so of course there were gas masks. She quickly put one on, grabbed a flashlight, and ran back out, almost tripping a few times. The girl jumped into the hole and turned on the light. She walked as quickly as she could through the tunnels to get to her mother. "Mom? Can you hear me?" She found the door they had walked through. Most of the dust and small debris had already come out of the room. Bodies were splattered to the walls, blood puddles collecting on the ground, skulls flattened, bones visible, the worst of the worst. Julie moved her flashlight around nervously, looking for her mothers body. "Mom? Please tell me you're alive!" Tears were about to come out of her eyes when the short haired girl saw the blood colored cape her mother wore. As she rushed to it, the...
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Opinion by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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Kaya walked cautiously through the hallway tunnel, her steps were light while her hands were placed firmly around the weapon that had kept her in the game this long. Yes, a game of paintball suggested to be played por all of the young heroes that were bored out of their minds, since no missions were somehow not being given.

She came to the end of the tunnel leaning against one of the mural spying into the kitchen. There she saw Jaivus and Rene in their own little paintball war. Jaivus behind the counter and Rene behind the sofa. She smirked, aiming her paintball gun.

First shot, The paint connected to Jaivus' protective vent, he fell to the ground. segundo shot, plastered onto the Rene's, she too fell. Kaya walked out, into the room laughing in a little evil way. Suddenly Ashley popped up from behind the single sofa shooting at Kaya, she too joined the others on the floor.

"Aww.. Kaya you got them first no fair." Ashley said.

"Oww...how did you..." Kaya tried to speak.
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Article by GlitterPuff posted over a year ago
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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 you 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 grabbed one for herself. They poked their heads up for a second, and when they saw someone, they quickly ducked back down

"Who was that?" Elizabeth whispered.

"I think that's Amora." Ashley jumped up and hit the girl with a water balloon, the small ghost following her. When Amora saw them, she tried to dodge the water, but it soaked her even mais than it would have. Her dress dripped water, shoes filling up as well.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Okay. So this was a challenge I took up. Please don't be offended por anything. I'm composição literária from how I feel the characters would react. And this never really happens. Consider it like an AU. Also, I apologize for the weird ending. I've never done this particular scene before. Enjoy!



She honestly had no idea how this had happened. She had quietly been sitting on the couch, minding her own business, when one of her teammates (she honestly didn't care who it had been) suggested they play a game. Out of no where, a horde of people seemingly materialized, and she knew that three she saw weren't even a real part of the team!
In the end, the group she had been trying to ignore ended up deciding to play 7 minutos in heaven. And somehow, her name ended up in the hat. So now here she was, sitting in a closet. With none other than the Outsiders resident “ghost hunter” Todd. He sat quietly beside her, staring straight ahead with his sightless eyes. The silence wasn't strained or awkward, just oddly uncomfortable.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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He awoke with darkness around him. He felt weight on the opposite end of the cama he lay in. Putting a hand up, he rubbed his eyes.
“Mmm...? Phoebe? 's you?”
Silence answered him and he sat up, opening his eyes. It was dark and he couldn't see much at first, but then his senses kicked in. The cama he lay in was huge with silky sheets and rich warmth that made his drowsiness worse. He could tell from the way his voice had echoed that the room was large and had high ceilings. Whatever was with him wasn't human but it wasn't monstrous either. He slowly moved but then the warmth of something seeped into him. He tensed up, but nothing moved, no sound was made. He blinked and touched behind his ears before his vision cleared and he could properly see everything the darkness had shrouded from him.
The room was as large as he had expected, larger even. There were a few decorations hung on two of the walls, a large wooden door to his right and large glassed windows covered in thick drapes that touched the ceramic tile floor directly in front of him. A carpet lay under the cama and a bookshelf was directly beside him with a simple chair.
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Fan fiction by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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If you've ever lost sight of the world-even for a moment-then suddenly found it again, and it was a whole new place-I know the feeling. There was a struggle, a quick feeling of freedom, then restraints, a needle, a fiery liquid, and fading words that were so foreign to my unilingual mind.
One moment I was Blade.
The seguinte moment, I couldn't tell you the last time I slept.

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With a quick flick of his wrist, Damian pulled a red book that was old and too worn to read the gold lettering. In seconds, a groan sounded from a nearby bookshelf, and it slid back then to the left, revealing a passage that quickly filled the air with rotting meat and death. I had to bite my lip to hold back the audible gagging.

The dracula turned to me, took my wrist and pulled me close,"I told you we were going to clear your mind, so come on-the sooner the better." The way he said that, the twinge of malice that lingered after that sentence, was so visible you had to be blind not to see the evil that the words hinted at. Damian pulled me toward the stairs and I jerked away,"I am not... going down there.. especially with...
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Fan fiction by GlitterPuff posted over a year ago
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January 3, 2108

"Mom! It's like, two in the morning! Can we stop and take a break?"

"No. I'm not stopping till they are gone from this planet." Julie sighed and followed her mother, who had moved at a faster speed than before. They ran down streets and hills. Yes, they could've just popped there; but her magic would just put up a flare to the group like, 'LOOK AT ME! I'M COMING TO KILL YOU!'. They needed to be sneaky and secretive to find their area. Rene eventually got fed up with her daughters' slow running that she grabbed her and pulled her along the way. After running a few mais miles, they reached a manhole. The red head pulled a crowbar out of her boot and started to pry it open.

"You've had a crowbar in your boot this whole time?"

"Yes. You have no idea how handy they are." After a few seconds, the cover flipped into the air and before it could clatter to the ground, the red head snapped her fingers and made it dissolve into a million pieces. "After you sweetheart," she said, motioning her hand at the hole. Julie blinked her eyes and slid right through, landing quietly on her feet, then moved over for her...
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Fan fiction by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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((Idk how it happened..))

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I was awoken por the creeping of my door's hinges. Quickly, I sat up; looking for who had the nerve to intrude my sleep. And as my lonesome eye scanned my perimeters, the silver moonlight fluttered along the curtains and poured into the room.

Everything seemed normal, all things went undisturbed por the entity, nothing seemed to be roused. In turn, I stood and gradually-tiredly-made my way over to the door, closing it before resting my head on the door; dead bolting it shut. Breathing in an exasperated breath, I brought my head back and moseyed back to my bed. Which in reality wasn't mine, nothing in that cama belonged to me: The sheets, the pillows and their cases, the mattress, the silky comforter; me. It was all his, and I was too.

"I've marked you... therefore you belong to me"

My fingers instinctively went the two, identical, scars on my neck, as I lay on the mess of sheets beneath me. I brushed the tips over them again and again, remembering every aspect of that fateful night-Oh, how I regretted every cold moment of it. Damian had branded me, like an animal, marking...
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Opinion by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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FINAL PART OF THE POWER OF THE HEXAGONS
She hugged her knees tightly resting her head on them as she tried to rap her head around what had happened in the last twelve hours. She winced as she felt someone touched her hair, looking up with her puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks, she saw the green-hair protector with a concern face.
"I see you got the scars bandaged up." Martina told her, but Melody did not comment.
"Um, Ashley please keep an eye on them?" Martina asked, walking away from the esmeralda head. Ashley, who sat on a tamborete, fezes nodded and faced the others in the cave's livingroom. Melody crouched up in a chair, Phifi lying on one end of the couch, Nate sitting on the other and Jaivus sitting in the sofá up against the mural with his chin propped up on his fist facing the wall. Ashley looked at them not knowing what to do or say.

The door slide open Martina walked in a room of commotion, nothing compared to the rest of the cave.
"What you did is unacceptable." Nightwing told Kaya, in a slightly harsh way.
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Fan fiction by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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Blade and her Dad.. (She doesn't like him -.-)
((Kurls, if you read this I didn't realize you had an OC called Serenity ;-; So I'm sorry about that... Cause it just happens to be Blade's middle name Dx I'm sows!!))

I took Damian's hand and he lead me back into the mansion, the lonely idle building in the middle of a forest. His touch was cold, but comforting as he pulled me in, locking the grand doors behind him. The thought of being stuck here still didn't stomach well and I'd give anything to be some place else. Unfortunately, for me, my apartment was taken, por a wonderful passionate couple in love, it was sickening. So my last resort was this desolate living area of fancy cakes and velvet everything. I'd have to abide por his rules. To get what I wanted. And, in all honesty, I was not the one for following anyone's commands.

"Serenity..." His voice was husky as he pressed against me from behind, and I shuddered from my middle name being revived from its sleep. Damian was a good foot-and-a-half taller than me, so the fact that my head rested against his chest, and I heard nothing of the long ceased coração he possessed, sent a cold fever rushing through me. Slowly, I pushed from...
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Fan fiction by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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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 said before that I had no idea who I was dealing with, but I have to admire you're a pretty good fighter." with that said she released his neck and the boy hit the floor. He went on all-fours as he kept gasping for air. She stooped to his level placing her still, icy blue finger at the tip of his chin and brought his face to meet hers.
"Honesty, honestly I want to kill you, but I think it will be you I have to face to decide the faith of the Urzelon people and not queen Beetle. So how about we leave the fighting until then." She removed her finger smirking at the blonde boy.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Sorry this is sooooooooooooo very late!!!! And sorry it's short!!! But I can't reveal too much yet. Not the time for such things~



His fingers held the game piece in hand as he examined the board. The opponent across from him waited patiently for the mover to be made. He examined his thoughtful friend. The dark hair that lay across his forehead and fell into his eyes was unruly and, as always, unkempt. But it had a certain air of style that worked with everything and anything the young man wore. His flashing amethyst eyes were at the moment clouded over with thought and indecision. The tan skin was taught with muscles and, though not too broad, was stronger and mais impenetrable than it looked.
“May I help you, Zeph?”
The blonde looked up to see his longtime friend and master with a bemused smile on his lips.
“Uh...no, m'lord. My apologies.”
He chuckled softly and toyed with the piece in his hand.
“You have news for me?”
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Fan fiction by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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((Listen to this in another tab or whatever while leitura (; 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 baseboards, cabinets, vanity and the one door. I was alone, though, all alone. And the chill that ran through me only made me mais uncomfortable as I slid from the cama and stretched.

What was today? A calendar sat upon the empty mural por the door, and the mês read: "January." January...? I could of swore it was September just yesterday. Wasn't it? My head was way too clouded to even think straight, it might of been January. Who knew. I was alone, right.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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aleatório 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 tênis ball against the mural 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, one bounce off the pavement, and back to her hand to repeat the process like an obedient hound. 
The literal hound, a one year-old boxer por the name of Sounder, was laying por the boy's side, following the motion of the ball with his whole head, but staying obediently still.
"Argentum?" she finally asked critically. 
"I thought I would try it out," Alek explained, taking a sip from the green bottle of ginger ale. "It means 'silver' in Latin."
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Fan fiction by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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POCCKEEEEE
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Serious face, don't get butthurt.. Crackships are called crackships for a reason...Hope this was pretty good, G, sorry if I failed xD ))

"Cat..?" He pushed himself into her room, his blonde hair masking the slight worry on his face. Again, he called for her carefully peeking under her cama and in her closet. Yet, to no prevail he couldn't find her.

~

Earlier

Terror entered the Cave looking for any hint at the whereabouts of a certain vampire. Unfortunately, there was only a shirtless Tyler and Cat who was stuffing her face with cookies.

Dark blue eyes raised from his "50 Shades of Grey" book and quickly narrowed,"Terror, what brings you here?"
"I'm looking for Discord.."
"Oh that flamboyant bi-" Tyler's sentence stopped and he corrected himself due to the violent look the Demon across the room gave him,"Big-shot?"
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Fan fiction by Kurls_Basd posted over a year ago
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Kaya punched Martina to the ground, then walked up to her grabbed her neckline and head-butted her blocking Martina out.
“Sorry you can yell at me later.” Frostbite said, hoisting her in the air por control her body. Frostbite clenched her fist proceeding down the direction she was head for before being. She walked through the halls unrushed; she came to an intersection when, to her surprise, Lelisa, Honesty and others were rushing towards her. They halt and Lelisa eyes widen, at that Snowflake appeared in the hall on they left.
“Perfect, just the people I needed to see.” Kaya said smiling deviously. Once again there was another surprise, Salil came running in from the hall on Frostbite left.
“Am I interrupting something?” Salil asked looking both ways.
“I think you should leave with Salil.” Frostbite spoke to Lelisa, at which the redhead nodded and walked to Salil’s side as did the four Beetles.
“You're going to listen to her.” Honesty asked irritated.
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