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Fan fiction by MafiaYJ posted over a year ago
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Name: Cadmus "Mafia" Allendral
Age: 16 years old
Height: 5'7
Hair: Red
Eyes: Any color she wishes but her natural color is Gold
Nationality: Russian; currently residing in the United States
Father: Erik Allendral (deceased)
Mother: Taisia Allendral Mavoc (deceased)
Affiliations: Russian Mafia; Young Justice; Intergang

Powers: Can cause inanimate objects to become the animais of her choice, snakes being her preference. Immunity to all poisons. Shapeshift into a large snake. She can speak to all animals. She can phase through solid objects such as walls and bullets, but it takes much concentration. She is a Charmer, being that por a kiss or song she can force anyone into doing her will..
Skills: She knows her way around all types of guns. She has a sharp shot and rarely misses. She can handle swords as well, but not with the same grace as she has with guns. She has knowledge of a few different types of combat and fits them all together to create her own style.
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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<I'm not dead! Hi!>

"....Who?" Giovanni questioned. Richi looked at him with an expression of shock. "...Really?" Richi asked. With a nod from the large man, Richi began the explanation of his true backstory with a sigh. "Maria Antonio, 20 years ago, was your spouse. She was devoted to you and she loved you with all her heart, and the feeling was mutual. On a camping 16 years ago, however, my mother became pregnant with me on a camping trip after she went for a walk in the woods. Only, she didn't know it until a check-up at her doctor 2 months after the trip. When she refused to get rid of me, you decided to kill her to get rid of both of us. She ran, and for 2 long years you hunted her like wild game, every dia a living nightmare. When she could no longer continue, she hid me and willingly gave herself up. It was her way of release from all the suffering she went through." Richi paused to take a breath, glaring the aged man across the room. He balled his fists before continuing. "But you took it too far. You killed her por hanging her from an old willow tree, cremated her body, and then threw her ashes into the sea off of a large cliff. The overkill and...
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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I can't get over this fudging photo.. It's just.. Mmmmmph~
((Phoebs I totally ripped your bio layout off, don't hate me, it was just so simple and easy to read /.\ ))

Name: Blade Serenity Howard-^insert Terror's last name-which is secret-here^

Class:Hero

Current Living Location: She owns an apartment, where she usually stays, but also has a room at The Cave if she wants to crash. Currently she is M.I.A.
((Though she is Missing In Action. I do break the rules that I've made, occasionally, and RP with her.. So what.. sue me.))

Race: Half Human-Half Vampire/Caucasian.


Age: Seventeen, but due to the vampirism, immortal-Age Wise-

Hair: Her hair is a bright blonde but if she's in the sun for a long time it fades to a pastel yellow. She has a red streak down her bangs. Blade's hair is short and messy, when I say short I mean short.

Eyes: Her eyes no longer change color and are just a deep blood red.
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Fan fiction by Hot_ShotYJ posted over a year ago
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“What now” The man huffs out an annoyed growl.

“Cadmus is hurt. You said this wouldn’t happen! We made a deal, remember?”

“A deal cannot be made if the dealer can’t even hold down his own promises.”

“What, Sebastienne? She’ll be fine its juts a little motorcycle accident. Besides I’d already brought her back to the cave. She’ll heal.”

“She’s my niece!”

“Is this care I hear? I though you came here to….hurt her or something.”

“I came here to ‘hurt' her father but I need her for this.”

“Same thing,” Burke argued. “You hurt her father and she’ll definitely shoot you in the head.”

The man place both hands on his hips and tried to stay calm. “See this is the problem, you’re distracted. If Cadmus gets in the way again then,”

“Then what?” Burke lowered his eyebrows, angered por the sudden threat.

“The last person por her deathbed will be me with a few of her “Mafia” friends.”
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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The team trooped out of their mountain as the time for fireworks came closer. Their mentors had given them the dia off seeing as how it was Independence dia and some of the League members had not yet returned. Most of the others had decided to watch from the topo, início of their início minus Connor who decided to stay inside due to his superhearing. Cassie decided to sit on the grama rather than cadastrar-se everyone else. The night was cool and she wanted to be alone. So much had happened since she had joined and with Diana off somewhere, Cassie felt a little alone. Besides, it might do her some good. She hadn't heard or seen Robin come over, so when he touched her shoulder, she jerked away.
“Sorry,” he apologized when she saw his face.
“It's okay. I just thought you were with the others.”
He shook his head with a smile that she returned. It was quiet for a few minutos before he spoke.
“How are you?”
“I'm okay.”
He tilted his head at her and she hoped the darkness his her blush.
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Fan fiction by DeltaYJ posted over a year ago
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The camera focuses on the person. A young girl. Her face was angular, high cheekbones and a very pale complexion. Her deep blue eyes stuck out against her mangled black hair. She should have been pretty, beautiful even, but the dark circles under her eyes and the swelling from several bruises on her temples and neck ruined the image. One of her sapphire eye was ringed with blood as a cut ran from her forehead to her jawline. Her shoulders were slumped and bare, her camisa in shreds. She looked everywhere other than the camera.
“Hello.” Her voice was rough and dragging, her exhaustion and pain showing.
“Sorry that I haven't been here in a while. I’ve been......busy.” She took several pauses in the sentence to recollect her fading voice. She rubbed her head, ignoring the fact that it reopened a cut, causing droplets of blood to roll around her hairline.
“I....I went to C.A.D.M.U.S..............to find out how I was made.” She didn't look at the camera, shame written clearly on her face.
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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I fucking hate this shit. Everything. Why is everything make you feel like you want to curl up and fucking die! Why does everything that seems so perfect crumble into small pieces that are unfixable? How come the girl sitting across from you is staring at you with a look so harsh, you can taste the disgust in your mouth? Is that how everyone feels around you? You want to ask what the fuck her problem is, but of course like the good little angel you are, you keep your mouth shut, and as you sit there taking her look you pergunta everything. You were always raised to be the bigger person, to be nice and friendly even when people don't return the favor, to achieve all and never fall.

Right?

And as you enter life does everyone place their bets on if you will succeed or fail? As you age, through those terrible fucking years you go through, everyone seems to have a faca at your throat waiting for you to mess up so they can apply mais pressure to the blade? So they can wait 'till you mess up again and dig it deeper, and slowly through all your mistakes you make, all the small mistakes you make, the people holding the faca to your throat get the chance to slit...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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Don't take this as a coming back, I got bored and wrote this..



"You killed them, Brendan." A deep voice stood in complete darkness, to where even Fangs eyes couldn't see.

"Did, not." Each breath was pain to him. It hurt to breathe, move, think. Fang wanted to curl up and die, but he didn't.

Then how did they, hm? The voice spoke again but closer.

"Bombing.." Fang's voice was ruff. His dark black hair had grown back to it's normal length before it was cut off. He grunted and shook the hair from his eyes.

"Lies."

"I'm not lieing." He grunted and clenched his fists when an electric shock went through his body. "Nyggh. Damn bastards!" He shouted and janked at his restraints. Fang was dressed in a black v-neck shirt, along with his usual black jeans and vans. His leather jackets had long cuts and burn marks on it. "I'll kill you all." He said through gritted teeth. Fang dark brown eyes darted around the room, searching a plan of escape. He had been captured on his way back from a Navy Base. Fang had been missing for two months, and he was beginning to...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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She awoke to a rythmic jolting, her head aching. She wanted to open her eyes but they wouldn't obey her. She realized someone, maye something, was holding her and walking. Her reflexes kicked in and she tried to mover away. But not being able to see things made it hard.
"Relax! It's just me!"
The sound of the voice should have made her scared. Instead, she relaxed. His voice had changed to a deep echo inside his chest with the slightest undertone of a hiss. But it was still him.
"Why can't I open my eyes?"
"Cyvus cast some sort of spell. As soon as you were out, he and Syl left."
"How am I supposed to help if I can't see??!"
"He wants you to use your other ability."
She stayed silent, but could feel him looking at her every so often.
"Did he tell you what it was?" she whispered.
Terror looked down at the warrior in his arms. Her voice had been so soft, almost vulnerable.
"No. And you don't have to either."
He waited for a nod, but she didn't indicate that she had heard him.
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Opinion by Gunfire posted over a year ago
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Tess
OOC: the is an update to the bio of tess, beceas her old bio dit not make any sence, and beceas she micht get her own fanfic serie.

Name: Tess shepard ( shepard is gunfires last name, thad nowan but a few knowe))
Age: 13
Apearance: blond long hair, bleuw eyes, slender.
Cloths: depens on the situwation, mosly somting short, thouw she also whears robes when she wants to stay incospicuwaous.
Personanly: agresif, shoot first ask qwestions later, doesn't trust easy, lolay to pepol she trusts, suborn.
Skills: Basic Acrobatics, expert with armas and explosives,masster marksman,knowes howe to use every kind of gun, abel to build and repair olmost evrything.
wapons: a pair of twin guns, thad gunfire made fore her, and in rare ocasions evryting els she can use as a wapon.
Notes:
- Adoptid dauther of gunfire.
- Almost as good a shot as gunfire
- hase a intense hate toward mafia members.
- She often referts to/calls gunfire old man.
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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After getting their equipment and weapons quickly sorted out, Val and Scotch anxiously stared at Sean and Jenna, who were both watching the other two get ready. Cain had gone on ahead to try and stop Richi, and the two girls also wanted to bolt after him. "You guys ready?" Val asked nervously, restraining herself. Without replying, Jenna and Sean each pulled out a metal bracelet from their piles of belongings, which had both been thrown on the ground. The bracelets made a click! sound as they were clipped on. Beams of light sprang out from the piles as they began to dissolve, which began outlining the bodies of the two teens. Val and Scotch watched in awe as the lights connected to one another until the outline was complete. Color and material filled the spaces created por the beams, until the clothing that was once in a large heap was materialized onto their bodies. Jenna straightened her hair before finally replying to Valeriya. "Let's move. We've wasted too much time as is."
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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The moon was a light red, you know the kind of moons you saw as a child and they always freaked you out, yeah that kind of moon. It lit the sky yet there seemed to be no stars, it creeped me out.
((NO MOAR WRITERS BLOCK))

[i]Diary Entry #1

It's been a whole week here and honestly I'm craving something. I have to eat but nothing is appealing. It's blood I'm craving, but that's not my only problem. The other thing on my mind is Terror. I want him to know why I had to leave him.. I know he wouldn't take me as I am. So like everything in my life.. I let go. He's still my one and only. But I can never return to him until I'm my normal self. Until I find a cure for this fucking disease that runs through my veins. A disease that makes you want to kill and consume everything in sight. No one knows what it feels like to have a craving for blood. For the thing that pulses through your body. How could I take the substance that is stained in every milestone in my life? But I guess I have to make an acception. My humanity may be the only thing keeping me sane... but I need to live and be strong so I can get out of here and find the remedy. My brother is too preoccupied with Booker. I don't think he knows I noticed but I have.. I know they have a thing. So I won't get any support from him or that blasted mage. I might as well play it off and...
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Opinion by Mclovin_69 posted over a year ago
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Two enemy scout ships flew past the cave scanning and searching, as they finally disappeared around a corner of rubble and ashes. " Everyone knows there positions? " Flynn muttered meeting all the pairs of eyes staring at him, " I'll repeat the plan once more, Amara, Ayton and Perris you three are searching for comida supplies, Daemian, Duke, Jake, you three are looking for any survivors... while I and Red Tornado rondaivou the perimeter, we have our communication devices so if something's wrong or someone's hurt everyone makes their way back to the cave and I and Red Tornado will deal with the problem understand?" he asked looking around at everyone once mais " Alright, everyone mover out " he said.


Daemian and the twins walked down the path of rubble from crushed buildings, " do you think we're ever gonna go back to normal....." Duke asked. Daemian being the oldest of the procurar group stayed quiet for a minuto " This is probably the only normal we will have for a while " he muttered to the twins. There was silence between the three boys " so Dae do you mind telling us about your parents.... or at least what you remember of them.... how did you get your...
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Fan fiction by -BelovedRobin posted over a year ago
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Gomen for grammar and spelling. This not beta's but it is a excerpt of my three-part (subject to change if needed) series Diagnose. It's be proven to be harder to write since I'm no longer in the YJ fandom, hence the mais homestuck format it taken with it being written in 2nd person. atualizações will be sporadic and let me know what you think. Enjoy you basic bitches.

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"Po-pole," you wheezed against your fogging screen.

"Pole activated."

You lept back, carefully shifting your weight upon your palms with each flip back into the snow. Instantly the lobos follow upon suite, clawing against the soil just to gain any sort of momentum to tear you down but you were train better, taught smarter then these mutts. Landing firming on your heels, you slide to halt.

"Snow White!" Charm boom against the oak you left behind.

"Danger, Danger," Your screen echoed.

But your mind was gone. Escaping your mental state, you acted on muscle and no brain. Snapping the extending pole from behind your cloak, the metal crack against the wolf's jaw. Your hand tighten around the vibrating pole, glancing up: Four...
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Opinion by happypandasad posted over a year ago
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Kay, couple OCs, sorry it took so long, I've been busy, busy, busy!


~Skylar's OC~

Piper Jacklin.
Black hair, scrawny build, brown eyes. Beaten as a kid, taken in por his his friend. Can turn invisible, phase, and likes to play soccer. Cocky at times, but usually lovable. He'll probably sit in your lap if he has the opportunity, so be ready. Is an intelligence resource to the team and several underground organizations, and often uses música to channel thoughts into code and, when he has nothing to do, songs. Sweatshirts and sagging jeans are usually what he goes around in, but his costume is a full body suit he designed to blend in to any surroundings he may encounter. He's not a social butterfly, so don't expect him to be talkative, but once he's comfortable and deems his environment safe, he'll start talking mais and more. He enjoys softer music, with a mais of a lullaby feel, than hardcore or metal, because he often has headaches that come over and renders him unconscious from pain. And.. that's about it.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Alek unwrapped the bandages from his hand and stared down at the scarred knuckles. Scars not from his recent injuries, but from cuts made long before he had gained the ability to heal so quickly. He flexed his fingers, the fluid movement unhindered por any pain. The only reminder of Alek's outburst from the night before was the broken mirror, the glass of which the teenager had cleaned up. He made a mental note to replace the shattered mirror just as he heard a soft murmur behind him.
"I thought you had left." The girl standing in the doorway of the bathroom wore a white tee-shirt that hung loose to her mid-thighs. The fact that the tee-shirt was his brought a rueful smile to the boy's face. Tara noticed the grin and ran her fingers through her enrolados locks self-consciously. The gesture was lost on Alek, for the sleepy eyed girl had never been mais beautiful to him. 
"Are you hungry for breakfast?" he asked her. "I know a nice restaurant por the pier we could go to." When Tara only returned his gaze with baffled wide eyes, he added quickly, "Or I could cook us something if you would rather stay in. Pancakes, maybe. I'm sure there's some morsel of ingredients to our...
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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As the fighting sounded out in the corridor ahead, Richi looked over at his companions. "Can you guys fight?" Jenna glanced over at Richi with a look of both annoyance and concern and replied, "Duh. I'm not sure how effective we'll be though. Something's been weakening Sean and me since we've been in this dungeon." Sean silently nodded in agreement. "Feels like Dampening Magic." Richi bit back a curse as the fighting seemed to get closer. Before he could say a word, a guard came flying out from around the corner and was embedded about 2 feet into the brick wall. Five mais guards came running around the corner and ran past the stunned teens, their intent on escape. A girl with tolet, violet hair and a look of anger came sprinting around the corner after the guards, only to skid to a stop at the sight of her friend. "Hey Scotch." Richi greeted with an expression of both relief and slight fear. Scotch's face relaxed, and she tackled her friend to the ground in a hug. While Jenna and Sean awkwardly stood aside, Valeriya also came flying around the corner after Scotch only to see her on the ground with Richi. She giggled and softly shook her head, covering her smile with her hand. Realizing...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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He stared at the paper in his hand, thoughts flying, coração beating faster with every second. We may be too late? What does that mean? Does it mean she could be- He cut the thought off and shook his head. He couldn't afford to think that way.
She was counting on him to help her. He wasn't going to let her down. Even if he had to sacrifice his own life to make it happen. Nic had asked him long atrás if he would be willing to leave everything, even her, to save her, allow her to live.
He thought about all the time they had spent together, the way her emotions sounded in her voice, her deep eyes, sometimes brown and other times a stormy gray.
He remembered the way his coração always beat faster when she was within reach, when she took his hand, or even when he could smell her shampoo in the wind. He thought of how her hair would tickle his neck, how her smile made him feel like he'd saved the world, how soft her lips were even when they weren't on his own.
When she was near, waves of desire would run throughout him. But he loved her enough to wait, honored her enough to keep her pure, wanted her enough to push all desire away and just hold her.
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Opinion by BladeYJ posted over a year ago
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"Booker?"
"What?"
"I have a problem."
"Lemme guess, it's your little pest?"
"Yes, she left the mansion."
"And?"
"She can't think she can go wandering off now."
"Okay, you seem to be having a conversation with yourself, little brother."
"Teach her a lesson!"
"Ha! Me? She isn't my pet!"
"Dammit, Booker.. Fine. Send in her bro-"
"NO!"
"What? Why?"
"He's busy..."
"Dammit! Fine I guess I'll deal with her."
-.-.-

A knock shattered the broken silence. I looked up, who wanted to bother me, now?

Damian barged in, his eyes blazing, his lips drawn into a frown; his brows furrowed.
"Mother fu-" was all I could say, before his hands coiled around me and slammed onto the bed. His face was red from.. frustration? Or something else. His breath was warm and moist and the whole situation had got hot and heavy too fast. I slammed him off me, with a brute force that was all too new.
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Fan fiction by Blitz359 posted over a year ago
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Richi's vision blurred as he faded back into consciousness. The stone ground felt cold under his body, and as he picked himself up, his head began to throb with pain. Using a nearby mural to help himself into a standing position, he winced as a sharp pain suddenly came from his sides. Bars blocked him from leaving his apparent cell, and light shone through from the hallway. Richi felt blood trickle down from his cheek, and he saw that several bruises and cuts were all over his body. He felt his rib-cage and counted three broken, at least four fractured. "Wha-" he began to ask himself before his memory came flooding back to him. The injuries on his body combined with the shock of what had occurred earlier made his legs give out, and Richi slid against the mural as he slumped back into a sitting position. "Well, damn." He grimaced as he contemplated their possible fates, and cursed at himself for risking their lives for something that shouldn't have mattered to him. Despite his own current situation, Richi felt a wave of calmness wash over him, and he felt drowsy. His eyes slowly began to close, and he was then asleep.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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The loud sound of metal scratching together woke her from sleep. They had found a place between some rocks and just under an alcove so low they had to crawl out. She had been too tired from the dia before and now something was happening. She mentally cursed herself before slipping out.
Terror was holding off some kind of psychic blow and the sword he had used lay broken in three pieces. Damn. I miss everything! She stretched before pulling out her own attack. Terror ducked down and rolled over to her before standing again.
“Two attackers. One has strong magic potential. The other has a bit of fear on her side.”
“Great. I'll take magic boy.”
“Duh.”
The two bumped fists before the seguinte attack, not entirely sure why they did. Becca murmured a spell and her body shimmered. Her outfit changed to a navy blue quimono with white flowers. The sides were dividido, dividir from the hip, perfect for fighting. She looked at her opponent.
His hair was black, eyes purely gold. He had a black camisa that exposed his chest; it was tucked into black trousers and he wore black boots like her own. Her eyes narrowed.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Tapping his foot impatiently, Nic leaned against the mesa, tabela where the doctor worked. Aside from the hum of the refrigerators containing various serums and medications, it was the only other sound in the laboratory. Eliot Xian kept his head down, peering through the microscope. Without raising his head he pronounced, "You're making me nervous with that incessant tapping."
"Are you done yet?" Nic demanded.
"Shouldn't you be resting?"
Nic involuntarily smoothed his hair down over the bandage around his forehead, covering the stitches on the back of his skull. After a night under watch in the infirmary, Dr. Xian had been unable to keep the fire-caster, who insisted that investigation of the wreck continue immediately, from resting any longer.
"There's nothing," Dr. Xian said finally.
"Nothing?"
"No. The water stripped away all the fingerprints, bacteria, even DNA we could have used to identify the victim." The scientist crossed his arms, gazing thoughtfully at the blade laying on the table. "It's too bad you didn't get something from the victim himself. A hair, fingernail. He's only been in the water a little under 48 hours, meaning his fingerprints...
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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I know these have been posted before, but I'm going to list them again. All at once so there are no perguntas later on. Let's start.

Don't spam with pics UNLESS it's for a book series.

artigos must be kid-friendly aka PG por movie rating

If there are artigos that need questioning, message me.

If there are any problems between fans, they MUST contact me IMMEDIATELY

If you make fun of another user in a way they don't like, you will be reported (unless it's an OC thing like the Becca/Sam stuff that happens)

Pictures must not be graphic either sexually or violently

When new members come, tell them to read this

BE MEAN TO A USER AND I WILL BE MEAN TO YOU! Personally so no one else sees

If anyone fails to follow these rules, there will be consequences (depending on which you broke)

Most Important: Have fun and be kind.



~Robin_Love, Club owner
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Article by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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Ahem.

Some people can't hold their ARSENIC.

ANYWAYS.

You want to know why I left? Yes?

No?

No? Okay then.





I'm going to tell you anyway.

1.) It wasn't really fun anymore. *shrugs*

2.) I didn't feel welcome anymore. Thanks to a few certain people.

3.) UGH. PEOPLE.

4.) Apparently, I "ruined all the fun."

5.) ALL THE FLIPPING BULLYING. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.

6.) All the blasted cliques and drama.

7.) I'm sorry, BUT ALL THE RULES. JESUS. TALK ABOUT FREE COUNTRY MAN. 'MURICA. GO USA.

8.) One person done one thing, "Oh. Okay, that's cool." Another person does. "OH jesus NO. GET RID OF IT BEFORE IT REPRODUCES. KILL IT. KILL IT NOW.

9.) Picking favorites. Jerks.

10.) Rules for making OC's. What. The. Hell. Is. Wrong. With. You. WHAT DO YOU "OC" STANDS FOR. STOP MAKING FREAKING GUIDELINES.
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Fan fiction by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow! Ivy!"
"Don't be such a baby!"
"That hurts!"
"So does listening to your whining, but you don't hear me complaining!"
The brunet pretended not to notice the glare Jace shot her. She slid a pin through the bandage and clipped it closed. "There," Ivara exhaled, "your boo-boo has been fixed."
Jace pulled his leg from her lap and stared at the gauge around his ankle. "It still hurts," he muttered under his breath.
"I already gave you all the pain meds you can have right now." Ivara stood from the cama and relocated to the vanity mirror, observing the wreck of her appearance: hair in wild tangles, camisa rumpled, the hem of her jeans splotched blood. She wrinkled her nose and stuck a tongue out at the reflection.
Ivara moved to the closet and searched through them for a mais comfortable change of clothes. The 12-year-old turned her back to the room and she exchanged the disheveled outfit for a purple tank topo, início and cozy sweats.
When in public, Ivara refrained from wearing any short sleeve shirts, short, or other revealing garb that would expose the marks that covered her body. The tolet, violet lines, wrapped around her arms, legs,...
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