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posted by Robin_Love
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The sudden sound of gunfire wasn't unexpected or surprising, but startling still. So much so, limbs wouldn't listen to the brain screaming at them to move. She had expected to feel pain; but from the bullet and not from being tackled out of the way. The weight and the male on her were strangers and she practically threw him off. She moved to take out her opponent, but he was quicker and a nicely thrown pair of link cuffs (though she never would admit that) were a success. As soon as the hand cuffs locked, they sent a powerful surge of electricity through the body, that promptly dropped to the...
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posted by GlitterPuff
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Name: Azelia guindaste (goes por Dark Mistress or Miss Crane)

Gender: Female

Species: Dark Angel

Age: Unknown, but looks about 18-21

Sexuality: Omnisexual

Hair: Long wavy curly brown, usually worn down with a braid somewhere

Eyes: dark brown, like árvore bark

Skin Tone: Slightly tanned, but not enough to say she is

Height: About 5 foot 6

Other: Small purple flor tattoo a bit under her right breast, first piercing and cartilage

Personality: Kind-of a bitch, is very mean to people who get in her way; but she can be nice when she wants to be.

Civvies: Anything black, from camisa and shorts to nice dresses; but...
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posted by SilverWings13
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I wrote this a while ago, figured you guys may (or may not) like to read it. I wrote it as Alek speaking to Tara. Voici!

"We left for freedom. For her freedom. "
"Whisper's?"
"Noëlle's, Whisper's daughter,” he corrected.
The one being told the story was taken aback, "You left because..."
"Whisper was pregnant,” he confirmed in the sort of tone a story teller held when about to relay a very long, very true story, "It was the plan. The entire plan.
“I was raised on knowledge. My father created me so that he could have full responsibility over my upbringing. He made sure that my trials and tests.....
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posted by GlitterPuff
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WARNING: This is a bit gory and really, really sad. Just FYI...

    Everywhere she went, he followed her. I'm not following you, he'd say, we're just going to the same place. She knew why he wouldn't leave her alone. He wouldn't let her do it. And he promised that if he was with her, he would stop her. It really ticked her off. It was her own choice, not his. He just didn't agree with it. But none of it mattered. She was going to do it. Tonight. And he wouldn't be able to stop her.

~~~~~~

    "Where are you going?"

    "Somewhere."

    "Cool!...
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posted by Robin_Love
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In this life, in my past ones, I've been called many names. My name becomes a mockery to others who don't know my powers. Despite the form I now am, I remember everything from my past; still feel pain from wounds long atrás healed. Some call it destiny, other fate, but it's just life. I've passed from one life to the seguinte without so much as minutos passing by. I've died many times, some por my own hands. Yet it seems this is my curse, my burden to carry. I have lost all close to me only to have new ones be taken por death. I'm a devil, a monster, a necromancer. I deserve nothing. Because of me,...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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guindaste sat seguinte a elderly woman, his legs crossed as he listened to her talk. The male chuckled and shook his head, sighing softly as he leaned back in the assento he was in. "Times have really changed.." He said softly and looked out the window of the nursing home. "That they have.. Such a shame you weren't around to face that change. Everything was thrown at you once, wasn't it?" She asked, pulling up the covers a bit more.
"In a way it was.." He said and chuckled again, shrugging. "I'm slowly staring to cope, I've been struggling a bit though..going from the forties to the twenty-first century...
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posted by Robin_Love
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 Arcineh
Arcineh
Name:Arcineh Wiltsey
Alias: River
Powers: Water-bender; technology; brain power of a computer; combat
Occupation: Agent of the Watchtower; currently in training
Weakness/Limits: Too much heat without water; multiple blows to the head
History: Arcineh is Armenian but she looks like she's a normal Caucasian girl. Her mother was Armenian, he father Latin-American. When she was 10, her mother died of cancer. Her father was devastated, but put everything he had into caring for her. They moved away from the painful memories and started a new life. Because of her brain, she graduated from a University...
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posted by Mclovin_69
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"Everyone has that one thing that they wish they'd done, sure it may be different than others but it still hurts just the same."

The venom of his words recollected in his brain, but somehow it seemed as if he turned his fear into the desire of his fathers amor it wouldn't seem so bad all those days ago. But that still didn't fade the memories and flashbacks he had about their last discussion.

---
"You're worthless you know that!?, can't you do anything right?"

He stiffened at the yelling from his father and sighed deeply closing his eyes as if the matter were his fault and true, but that wasn't...
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posted by GlitterPuff
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"Aachoo!" she sneezed into her tissue. Her sneeze could be heard throughout the entire apartment. Zack came in a moment later with a bowl of soup.

"Here. Eat this." He gave her the bowl and kissed the topo, início of her head, making her face light up a bit.

"Thank you," Rene replied, her voice raspy and quiet, and she carefully blew on her sopa and took a spoonful. "Mmm, yummy." He smiled and sat down on the edge of the bed, watching her eat her sopa slowly. When she finished it, she set down the bowl and exchanged it for a tissue. The red head blew her nose as hard as she could, but she was still stuffed...
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posted by BladeYJ
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 I liked it :3
I liked it :3
((I should probably stop taking seven years to post these parts.. sorry, please forgive me...Just a quick filler of the last one since it was so long ago...Blade was in the woods, and had to find her way back...met a guy...they fought a bit...he disappeared she found her way back--it took her twelve hours..and now voila! ))

~

I avoided the red eyes that bore into my skin like a hot brand. He was close to screaming, I heard it in his voice, saw it in his expression. Damian's jugular was protruding from his neck along with a vein that throbbed in his forehead; his hands were balled into fists and...
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posted by GlitterPuff
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Way in the future...

"No, no, no, you have to let me in there!"

"How on earth would you know this man? You look like you're nineteen."

"He's my mothers grandfathers friend. I've known him all my life. Please, just let me see him!" The nurse sighed.

"Fine. You have one hour. He's about to go anyways, so you better hurry." Rene made a face and rushed past her. Damn, what a bitch.. she thought to herself. Room 205, 205, 205! She ran inside and slid herself into a chair por the man's bedside. His once black hair was wispy and white, his eyes lifeless, skin pale. The red head took his hand and held...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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 Civvies~
Civvies~
He was a must have~ <3

Name: Harver Lloyd (no one knows)

Alias: Crane.

Age: Well he looks 22.

Occupation: Hero at the moment, but you never know with Crane.

Appearance: Short golden blonde hair, electric blue eyes, 6'6 and mainly muscle.

Skills/Weapons: hand-to-hand combat, field tactics, acrobatics, and shieldmanship.

Powers: Because of the super serum he has human peak abilities, 10x stronger, but still looks like an average human.

Strength: guindaste can almost bench press 1,100 lbs. With this strength, he leaps almost 3ft high and bound 6 feet with a running go. Also, he is able to kick through...
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posted by SilverWings13
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“Did you get it?” Marius demanded.
Angel was too busy choking up water from her lungs to answer. Gabriel was all but passed out on the snow beside her.
“Well, did you?” Chloë inquired eagerly. The blonde nodded, finally regaining her breath. “Then let us see it!”
“Not here,” angel wheezed, “Not with-” It was only then that it occurred to her how red the soft blanket she sat on. There were bodies laid across the courtyard. Some were entombed in caskets of ice, their expressions of shock and horror Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante as if they were displays in a museum. Others had been ripped apart by...
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posted by SilverWings13
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The assassin took off up the stairs as quickly as they could together. por the time they reached the door leading out of the stairwell, both were slightly out of breath. angel leaned against the door only to find it locked. She tried the handle again, then tried slamming against it with her shoulder. The only result was an ache in her shoulder.
The pair looked at each other, then at their feet where water was pooling as it rose from the basement. After a silent agreement not to waste anymore time trying to open the door, angel took Gabriel’s weight once again and they began climbing further...
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posted by Robin_Love
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His raven hair dripped crimson blood to the mistreated battle field. The spear had long been removed from his head but the bleeding went with the hours that had passed in useless war. His breathing was slowing; he could hardly see the outline of who had been his king through his icy blue eyes. It was a bloody fight, all lives lost except his and his king's. Now, he fought off the clouding death penetrating his senses.
“I had hoped for better with us.”
He smiled sadly at the word's his uncle spoke.
“As had I, my lord.”
“You tried to overthrow me and kill me. Treason is cause for death....
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posted by Mclovin_69
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Caylen grew up with an average life and family, a mom and dad and a 6 year-old sister named Millee (Mill- ee). His family was aware of his powers and Millee being 4 at the time always enjoyed playing in the illusions and landscapes Caylen could make her see. One dia Caylen and Millee went to the park and he set a forest landscape for her as she ran around and played. He looked away for just a segundo when he realized he lost sight of her, Immeadiatley he set out looking for her. As he wandered through his landscape of the woods he found her through some bushes where a man was trying to grab...
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posted by BladeYJ
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((I said these were going to get shorter...I lied....<3 sorry<3333))

The punching bag swung back and flew progressivo, para a frente only to be sent back again as I caught it with a hard kick. "Again," was the command that came from the form behind me. Normally, I'd just tell him to get off of it or leave me alone, but the fact that this man had one hundred years of experience, was a vampire, and could easily rip me apart, pushed me to hike my foot back and slam it as hard as I could into the bag of sand. I heard the chain creak in agony as its limits were tested. "Good, again," Damian muttered, pulling...
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posted by Mclovin_69
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Name: Elizibeth Tumin (Liz) (Lizbeth)

Alias: unknown.

Age: 14 (would be 18 now)

Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid or up (ponytail, bun)

Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Valente on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who lost without a fight.

Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.

Weapons: a single sword.

Past: died in a break out gone wrong.

Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad or upset.
posted by SilverWings13
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"Where to next?" The blonde answered por running past the elder assassin, leaving him to follow her. Her braid was just long enough to dangle between her shoulder blades, the bleached color startling against the black material of her suit, he noticed as they sprinting through the corridors. It was the brightest part about her, the braid. Her suit, combat boots, faca belt, sheaths, capota, capuz were all black to compliment the stormy gray of her eyes and dark mood that was a constant around the girl. The man decided that he spent far mais time than necessary studying his enemy.
After taking out a handful...
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posted by GlitterPuff
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"I'm only asking you to go in there and rip it out!"

"Do you know how much damage that would cause? It would be awful!"

"It'll be even worse if you don't do what I say because then I'll rip it out of you!" The girl whimpered and nodded in a melancholy fashion.

"Fine, I'll go." She tucked her hair into a hat and the man cut the chains between her handcuffs. Quickly, she slid through the open door and sat down in the chair that had the nearest convenience to her. No one in the room paid the slightest attention to her, which loosened the tightly wound ball of stress sitting in her stomach. The room...
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