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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted faz 9 meses
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Warning: mentions of prostitution (no actual intense sex/nudity scenes). Also, bad words.

She answered to the lazy pounding on her door. The lobby sino had rang long enough atrás that she had assumed her client had a difficult time climbing the stairs, and the sluggish knock confirmed the patron's heavy intoxication. The woman glanced in the mirror before turning the knob-- her last client had left half an hora ago, but her makeup had already been reapplied to accentuate her tan skin, full lips, and other favorable features of her Romanian heritage. The tiny red correia, fio dental with its band of tassels and matching corset pulled tight around her torso and breasts left little to the imagination. Her castanha hair was brushed to a shine the way the American atrizes wore theirs, and her fangs were barely visible unless she wanted them to be--a perk of being only half vampire. The woman made sure to smirk at her reflection to bolster her confidence before throwing the door open.
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted faz 9 meses
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Aleksander was already awake when his sister knocked on his door. A blue messenger borboleta had flown through the cracked window half an hora atrás with an urgent message from the Red Army: the White Army’s leader, Wilhelm Magnus, was expected to attend the neutral Circle’s spring solstice celebration. Aleksander had already received the same news from Magnus’ own daughter and was attempting to explain to the Reds that he had the situation under control--without revealing his communications with the other side.
Even if he had been raised a strategist, playing both sides when he only wanted to watch those sides tear one another apart was headache inducing. A segundo glass of vodka, vodca had eased the migraine, but not his nerves. Nor had the fifth or sixth. The time would come for the armies left over from the Russian revolution to decimate each other, but Aleksander had to insure neither he nor his daughter nor his fiancée nor his sister nor his sister’s boyfriend were caught up in the mess.
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted faz 9 meses
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“Why am I doing this again?”
“Alek can get his stupid stripper Romanian informant to do this.”
“Gosh, this world is SO COLD.”
Ana stopped at the door of the familiar apartment door with a huff. “Wow, I’m so whiney... I need to stop talking to myself.”
She found the door locked, predictably, but a black claw extending from her thumb and jammed into the knob got her in. The familiar thrill of a successful B&E should have comforted her, but as the teenager leaned back against the door, a sob choked her. The paper-thin vestido clinging to her skin was suddenly suffocating as she tried to breath past the chains used to cage her, the men she had slaughtered, and Cal, laying prone as a corpse on a bed.
The air entering her lungs felt like fogo as she forced her feet forward. It took either an eternity or a minuto to reach the shower, but the hot water washed away the goosebumps. The steam seemed to reopen her lungs, and her tears washed freely down the drain. The girl mindlessly gripped her right bicep with her right hand, her claws digging into flesh. The old habit drew blood to the surface and sent it running down her bare arm to bleed...
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Opinion by MafiaYJ posted faz 10 meses
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Notes: Guess its time to get on the bandwagon isn't it? and even though my account is Mafia- i totally favor Babs- so-
/im thinking pre-esther btw

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Babylon
Reason or meaning of name: I'm named after the biblical city of sin and false religioin due to my red eyes (the nuns really hated me-)
Eye Color: Red, I can change them to brown
Hair Style/Color: Black as night, very long, usually down
Height: 5'8.
Clothing Style: I like really professional clothes, well now adays, before it used to be really elaborate stuff that showed off my wealth, cause back then it was the only way people would listen to me you know?
Best Physical Feature: I'd be lying if I didn't admit that my breasts got me out of a thing or two

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Being meaningless or losing people i love
Your Guilty Pleasure: *chuckles* Reliving my past, I amor dressing up in my old clothes, well it's either that or experimentation, but lets not go there- *side-eye*
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Opinion by MafiaYJ posted faz 10 meses
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Notes: WELP its been a million years hasn't it? I started composição literária again for my blog and i ended up with this from a prompt and since it's about Babs, Nes, and Esther..

Use these three things somewhere in your story: An angel. A sword. A daycare.

“You have her lunch box?” Babylon said quickly, jumping about in the cozinha as she tossed bag after bag into Nereus’ arms. Nereus stood there, little Esther giggling in his arms, he smiled fondly at the brunette woman, fussing over things.
“Babs, calm down, we’ll be fine, you’ll be gone for two days. It’s nothing we can’t handle,” Nereus said gently, going over and setting down all the bags before taking hold of Babylon’s arm.
Babylon pinched the bridge of her nose, “I know..but she’s so young, and we’ve never left her with anyone else before..and the daycare-”
“Will take great care of her, she’s a water spirit, they can’t do anything about that, they don’t need to know anything else,” Nereus reasoned, it felt strange but pretty good to be the rational one in a conversation for once. Usually Babylon’s age and experience got in the way of trying to reason...
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Guide by killer24 posted faz 10 meses
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Smart Alex!
(So I haven't been on in quite awhile, I'm going to change that, I need an escape from Uni... Expect stories, Rps and general mischief!
I thought the best comeback would be to re-introduce my little bastards, everyone seems to be trying this format so.... Enjoy!)

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Knight, Alex Knight.
Reason or meaning of name: Sweet, short, rolls of the tongue ladies amor it! (Oh boy, here we go.)
Eye Colour: Blue, I think? I can't really look myself. (Use a mirror, don't go cross-eyed!)
Hair Style/Colour: Blond and short but a tad messy, I call it styled. (Bedhead.)
Height: 6.2" / 189cm
Clothing Style: Eh casual, whatever I happen to have around that's clean. Ooh but I like suits as well, looking cool and smart!
Best Physical Feature: All of me, what's not to love?. (His smirk and/or grin.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Snakes, maybe clowns.... Snake-Clowns. (loosing those he cares for... Why must he act childish?)
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted faz 10 meses
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There was a dull roar in his ears, what he knew immediately to be applause. Yet when Callaghan blinked his eyes up at the blinding fluorescent lights, he thought himself to at first be alone. There was a heaviness to his body that set him into a momentary panic. But the smell of disinfectant and cotton blanket beneath his fingertips explained the circumstances to him.

Turning his head allowed the young warlock to find a man apparently twice his age sitting in a chair in front of the television, watching a black-and-white film of an ice skater. The whirling athlete on screen was a young teenager, with raven dark hair properly slicked back. His outfit appeared to be a dress jaqueta and pants, almost a military uniform, unlike the glittering outfits skaters wore nowadays. But mais dazzling than his fluid movements or sophisticated appearance was his strikingly confident, exuberant smile.

“He became the youngest gold medalist in ice skating in history that year.” Wilhelm Magnus’ voice jarred Callaghan from his reverie. He was unsure of how his father even realized he was awake, but kept his wondering to himself to avoid interrupting. “It’s a shame...
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted faz 10 meses
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Because this girl doesn’t get very much attention.

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Alexandria Douglas.. used to be Michels. But you can call me Alex, or Nudge... I’ll mais than likely respond quicker to Nudge. It’s grown on me.
Reason or meaning of name: “a beautiful person; that of which is consumed in greatness; usually has nice hair” tch, wish I could agree.
Eye Color: They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: It's naturally blonde, shocking I know. It’s pretty long, middle of my back, usually up away from my face.
Height: 5'8, I'm taller than Fang's kid, funny right? He's a giant.
Clothing Style: I like leggings or skinny-jeans.. Oversized sweatshirts are quite nice. Sometimes I wear something nice.
Best Physical Feature: I'd like to say my natural blonde hair.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Going back to that hell.
Your Guilty Pleasure: I binge eats tons of ice cream and then pass out the sofá for like 6 hours.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted faz 10 meses
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Seraph grabbed onto Shane's wrist and strapped the watch on before speaking. "The encontro, data is already set. The moment you get there, your guardian will immediately enroll you in their same school, and you will live with her." Shane's eyes went out of focus as Seraph continued to talk, his gaze focused on the ground. esmeralda eyes were torn away only when their was a fist in his hair, jerking his head upwards. "Listen to me, you shit. I don't care what you feel about the situation, you are going to do this. I don't care how you get close, or how you get on that team. Do it." He hissed and hit a button on the watch, shoving Shane back a few steps and tossing the jaqueta at him. The teen caught it and stared at the watch before looking up. The surroundings he was once in, changed to something completely different. Shane stared at the watch again, furrowing his brows together. He was still in the coração of Gotham, only this time, it was the ano 2012. "You must be him." A female's voice filled Shane's ears and he looked up and around him, narrowing his eyes. "The alley, dear. To your left." She slowly stepped from the shadows, her magenta hair pulled away from her face into a neat bun....
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted faz 10 meses
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...I haven't posted in forever, and I've finally started developing Lexi so that she can be used in things :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Alexis, or Lexi. Preferably Lexi.
Reason or meaning of name: Apparently it means I'm shy and humble.. hm.
Eye Color: They're brown.. however i do have specks of blue.
Hair Style/Color: Jet black and super silky! Although it's very.. jagged. I may or may not have cut it off with some glass.. out of.. angst?
Height: 5'6. Taller than my brother and still growing.
Clothing Style: I tend to wear very bright and what's the word? (Frilly?) That! Like, pinks and skirts and stuff like that.
Best Physical Feature: I dunno? (Wings, child. They're a blinding white.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Things with massively large claws.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Oreos, and milk. Oh my god. I also binge watch..
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Um.. Nothing really gets on my nerves /that/ much.. maybe people who chew really loudly? I mean,I can already hear it, but it just gets amplified.
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted faz 10 meses
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LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Callaghan Ivan Rurik
Reason or meaning of name: Callaghan like the royal O'Callaghans of Ireland, Ivan for Ivan the Terrible of Russia, and Rurik because my mother's last name is mais valuable than my father's.
Species: Warlock
Eye Color: Honey in the sunlight, midnight in the shade
Hair Style/Color: Short and dark with blonde highlights
Height: 6' even
Clothing Style: Flannels, t-shirts, jeans, and my glasses
Best Physical Feature: Everything (his humility)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Bats... Big, flying rats *shivers*
Your Guilty Pleasure: All night movie marathons
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: My brothers' existence (A pet peeve means that anyone can do it--) Well there enough of them, aren't there?
Your Ambition for the Future: To be happy, always

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Nope.
What You Think About the Most: How to best avoid my father
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Bloody Fingers

[i]“Ugh, I should have braided my hair. It’s all over the place, in my face all the time!”
“Sir, do you 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 five years he taught me, I even picked up his American accent when speaking English. It made it easier as a courier, to be able to read messages and…overhear conversations.”
“Ah, yes, a regular double-O 7…or Mata Hari~” He gave her a wink that made her stick out her tongue at him, and their laughter once again filled the back of the cab. She looked towards the city lights passing outside their windows before glancing back to ask where he was taking her for dinner. The girl caught Callaghan staring at her and blushed....
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Blaine Wyatt Aldric
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Blaine Wyatt Aldric
Reason or meaning of name: Blaine-Yellow; Wyatt-Brave, Hardy; Aldric-wise ruler
Eye Color: Undefined (I haven't decided)
Hair Style/Color: Red
Height: 5'10
Clothing Style: Formal
Best Physical Feature: Why does this matter? (His hair)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Loosing
Your Guilty Pleasure: Kisses
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: ...Loosing
Your Ambition for the Future: I wish not to disclose

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: When did I fall asleep?
What You Think About the Most: That's Private
What You Think About Before Bed: Not specific
You Think Your Best Quality Is: I guess I'd say my smile (You smile?)

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single or Group Dates: Single
To be Loved or Respected: There was a time I thought respect was better...
cachorros or Cats: I've become awfully fond of dogs
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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Her hair, only black
First part probably won't be published for a very long time.. but, enjoy this story arc that spins off To Save the Future. Also, this may get a bit.. gory? Triggering? Something like that.

Let me see, take a moment, rewind
Understand what’s flowing through my mind, I’ve tried
I’m always trying to rediscover who I am inside

Black leather gloves clicked the mask into place, the crouched figure perched on a gargoyle over Gotham City. A loud sigh came from their mouth as they slowly stood and backed away from the ledge, annoyed at the lack of amusement in the streets below. One hand rose to catch the batarang thrown from behind. They turned quickly and threw it back, their other hand moving to block the incoming kick. They stared down at the infamous Damian Wayne, a snicker from behind the mask. "You don't deserve that mask. He was the only one who could fill it!" He shouted, staring up at the red mask that covered the other's face.
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tristan West!
Reason or meaning of name: Urban dictionary says I'm most amazing-est guy there ever is.
Eye Color: Greeeeen.
Hair Style/Color: I'm a ginger.
Height: Like... 5'6, 5'7?
Clothing Style: It varies, usually what ever makes me most comfortable... like t-shirts.
Best Physical Feature: Freckles?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The speed force really trips me out man.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Eating like 4 tubs of ice cream at once. Massive ones.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Super super slow people. Like, tartaruga speed.
Your Ambition for the Future: I haven't given it much thought...

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Breakfast, calories, carbs, now.
What You Think About the Most: When my meal is, my metabolism is through the roof.
What You Think About Before Bed: Usually events from earlier that day.
You Think Your Best Quality Is: My super speed. (Such a dweeb. >.>)
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Jessie Nasrin Bennett
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Reason or meaning of name:Jessie- God beholds; Nasrin- wild rose; Bennett- blessed
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Gold Wheat
Height: 5'4
Clothing Style: I dress for the weather
Best Physical Feature: Um...I've been told my smile is great

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Um...dark
Your Guilty Pleasure: flor Crowns
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Being Shoved Away
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Depends on the night before
What You Think About the Most: The herbs I need daily
What You Think About Before Bed: Bed. Now.
You Think Your Best Quality Is: I guess I can find things?

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single or Group Dates: I've never been....
To be Loved or Respected: Loved....
cachorros or Cats: Dogs

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had given her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the sofá in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It would have been humiliating to have to face Cal while wearing his oversized flannel and some long-forgotten girl’s shorts. He kept his eyes on his laptop as she passed him to get a glass of water, but turned when he felt her eyes peeking over his shoulder at the macroeconomics essay. With a start, she realized that he was wearing glasses to see the tiny black print on his laptop screen. “If you have any input on the causes and effects of the 2008 recession, I’m all ears.” Ana shook her head and quickly stopped staring, moving to sit across from him at the island. After a few...
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Tara
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tara Almaraz
Reason or meaning of name: “Queen” (Irish), “Star” (Asian)
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Style/Color: Blown, worn down mostly
Height: 5'7
Clothing Style: Uhm..suave nerd?
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uhmm.....skip
Your Guilty Pleasure: Chocolate
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Personal space
Your Ambition for the Future: To live...

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: I'm so sore
What You Think About the Most: Do white-haired Siberians count?
What You Think About Before Bed: I wish this was over already
You Think Your Best Quality Is: Um.....define “best”...

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single or Group Dates: That depends on the group...
To be Loved or Respected: Loved
cachorros or Cats: Dogs!!!

LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Maaaaaybe
Believe in Yourself: Depends on the circumstances
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If you choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! You said she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! You don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. You need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed and armed like a military general. In his hands was a plate of uneaten food.
“She sent it back again?!”
“Never even touched it. I don't know how she's doing it, but she should be dead por now. It's not possible for any human to go this long without any comida or water.”
“That's the problem; she's not human. Perhaps it's time to try a different tactic...”
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted over a year ago
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The boy winced in pain as he was drug por his camisa por Nicolette, and a fistful of hair held por Kori. Kori seemed to march her way through the watchtower, eyes glued progressivo, para a frente 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 mais 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 she's about to rip him in two?" Scotty poked his eyes around Jaime, a grin coming to his face. "And why does my daughter look like she was just scarred for life?" He chuckled, walking progressivo, para a frente a few steps. "He, kissed, me." Kori hissed out, the expression on her face was one Fang knew all to well. "You brought him all the way here to tell me that? What, you want me to scold him?" Fang snickered, both Jaime and Scotty biting back laughter. NIcolette looked at her friend before looking at her father. "It's not funny! It's disgusting!" Those five words sent Fang into an outburst of laughter, along...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed jantar crowd had been replaced por rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean jaqueta and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own jantar partner. He was picking at the last of his spaetzle-- which the girl understood to be thick, cheesy egg noodles. She had already cleared her plate of sausages, sauerkraut, and a pretzel the size of her head. The rich new tastes had paired so perfectly with her frothing pint of cerveja that she had downed two of them to wash down the meal. The bar tender was eyeing her and her small stature as if expecting the girl to topple out of her chair. For once she felt thankful for her upbringing in a desert with little water, but plenty of fermented cactus juice.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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Reyna Jackson
Name: Reyna (Ray-na) Jackson
Alias: Hyde
Occupation: Translator; vigilante; student
Powers: Siren Song, Levitation, Abnormal strength, Wings, Mermaid
Weaknesses If she expels too much power, she will pass out. She is not invulnerable to weapons. She can only levitate herself for short periods of time.
Skills/talents: She is fluent in sign language, English, and understands animals.
History: Reyna was born the daughter of a human man and a mermaid. Her parents met young and married. As time went on, her father, in his procurar for scientific recognition, started to go mad. He used his daughter as a test subject for many different projects until her mother found out. In fear, she ran away with their daughter. Knowing he would most likely look to the water, Reyna's mother hid on land. Reyna grew for several years in peace, exhibiting results from her father's tests. Due to an incident that caused their secret to spread, they went on the run for months. Unfortunately, Reyna's father found them. He ended up killing her mother and took her home. There, he preformed tests for Reyna to overcome. He...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Caaaaaaaaaal~
Outside the mural of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats or bridges or pedestrians.

"I amor it here." Ana jumped at the voice behind her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," Callaghan apologized with his gentle smile as he approached her, offering a glass of honey colored drink. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yes, thank you." She accepted the drink and turned back to the view, her cheeks burning in embarrassment over her earlier moment of weakness. Vomiting in front of the warlock was not how she had planned on starting her visit. "The river is beautiful. It winds so freely through the city, forcing the humans to build around it. Unruly and demanding. The way a force of nature should...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted over a year ago
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The darkness was pierced por the light shining from the open door. A solitary figure stepped into the room, looking around for the object of their study. There was half a segundo of fright before they spotted it. A little black ball in the corner. With a soft sigh, he walked closer. The ball moved, weakly lifting it's head as the other approached. It hissed feebly, unable to do more. It had been days, almost a week since she'd been there. And almost a week since she'd had anything but the daily portion of water. She had become too weak to even hold her human form and had reverted to her cat form. The traitorous Cheshire placed a bowl in front of her, at which she ignored. She swiped at his hands, but it barely left any sting to acknowledge her attempt at justice.
“Better eat up, kitty Cat. You'll need the energy soon.”
She hissed at him again and he sighed, leaving her alone. Once the door was shut, she knocked the bowl over, spilling it's contents. She headed to the other corner of the room, but only made it a quarter of the way before she fell. She lay there, her eyes heavy. But she refused to sleep. She had decided it was better in this cell, weak, rather than out...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted over a year ago
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Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain clouds threatened her courage. The scents of the city sent her head spinning and her stomach knotting. The wet pavement was thick, the gasoline toxic, the metal of the modern buildings stinging. Ana closed her eyes in attempt to focus. The bustling people with their looming black umbrellas shoved past. Raging car horns and roaring engines were deafening.
Mumbling pedestrians seemed to carry the mantra spinning through her head. Fox..wolf..raven..fox, wolf, raven... Panic twisted the girl's stomach. A figure ahead turned in the crowd to face her. The...
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