Meet Dexter...

Early afternoon, gotham docks.
Twan climbed up on an shipingcrate folowed por Boris and Natasia.
He spoke in a loud voice.
Pepol of Gotham lissen,
You micht have heard rumerors about a confilct between myself and Pingweing.
Those rumors are truwe, thoug this is no mere gang ficht this is a full fleged war.
And if thad bird succeeds it wil be your homes he will loot, your woman he will abuse.
So Are you going to just hide and live to his began call, or do you stand whit us, and show him this is are city.
A few men stepped forward.
We will stand whit the dog.
Others in the crowed joind them, there numbers...

"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...

She pressed her cold lips to the warm flesh of her underarm and waited. The shimmering geometric owl tattooed on her skin remained still on the underside of her wrist. She had half expected it to take flight for all the mystery surrounding the Owl King's infamous mark. But the tattoo remained as unhelpful as the wind whistling through the deathly-white birch trees surrounding her on all sides.
Ana sighed, a long puff of smoke giving a body to her disappointment. She turned back to face the direction of the log cabin, about to call out, when the snap of a twig broke the silence. The young women...

The party leapt from their chairs, the advisor and trade miniter’s son taking up posts in front their prince.
A woosh of wind billowed through the entryway. The stench of smoke followed. Hailey screamed as a masked juggernaut in metal armor barged into the dining room hauling a flame thrower. She quickly dunked under the mesa, tabela for cover as flames were dowsed over the walls and floor, making the men jump back. Hailey suddenly heard a scream from the trade minister's son that made her stomach twist. The stench of burning flesh burned her eyes. Her fear pushed her to jump up and make a run to...

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: 6'3"
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...

He's new to you all. But an old idea. He is probably my favorito just bc I put so much time into him.

Name- Porter DeBlanc

Sexual Orientation- Straight--but super bromantic.

Gender- Male

Nationality/Race- French-Hatian (Creole por the term of my World History Book) Werewolf.

Age- He looks 21. But he's really 147.

Occupation- He worked as a hunter for his werewolf pack, in the sewers of Gotham. As of now, he's currently unemployed.

Appearance- His skin is the color of coffee with the perfect amount of creamer on a cold Saturday morning.
His eyes are golden--he has to tell people he wears contacts.
Freckles...

Well, guess I can't cadastrar-se an RP community without characters, right? Sorry if I break every single rule you have; I don't know all of them yet. (I'm studying.)

Also, I’m sorry about the lack of pictures. I'm drawing these two later and will certainly have a hell of a time finding pictures online, so urso with me.


Plague Rat

Name: Chip Winnipeg

Alias: Plague Rat

Age: 22

Alignment: Neutral.

Appearance: Paler than a gamer's left cheek. Dyed blonde hair (with the roots showing, because some people just suck at hair dye) that stays in a stiff wave above his face. Dull grey eyes with noticeable circles...

Future childs alert! I'm doing this in paragraphs coz.. I fee like it.

Riley Conners Jr., better known as Rye, is 21 years old (GoW timeline). He lived with his adoptive parents link and Declan Conners (Declan is his uncle as well as adoptive father) until he moved out to live on his own in a Manhattan apartment. Though he's only seen him in pictures, Riley has been told that he is the spitting image of his biological father (Daemian Conners-Weston), with his chocolate brown curls, dark rimmed glasses, and blue-grey eyes, but has also inherited a frenzy of freckles and pale skin from his mother...

Name: Perris Lest

Hero Name: none

Age: 15

Appearance: Green eyes, freckles, long wavy ginger hair

Personality: she is very unsure of her capabilities and does not talk much to others about her ideas and instead just does what shes told. She is very self concious of herself and her surroundings.

Powers/Skills: speed teleportation, the power to create an blue energy that creates an electric shock when in contact with an object or being.

Relations: older sister to Jake and Duke, daughter to Willow and Billy.

Civillian wear: jeans, flats, and a flowing tank top.

Others: the energy is a mix of Willows...

CAUTION: READ AT OWN RISK.

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays,
Without a care in the world.

Mel pranced around the room with a smile on her face, the six-year- olds eyes were lit up with happiness. She giggled and Fang looked up from where he was, he smiled and went back to writing. 

And I'm sitting here wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.
It's been a long dia and there's still work to do,
She's pulling at me saying "Dad I need you!

Mel skipped over and leaned over her fathers shoulders. 
"Whatcha doin' Daddy?" Mel rested her chin on his shoulder. 
"Trying to figure some...

When the first song played, it was simple and elegant, but still upbeat. In the state she was in, she couldn’t place exactly what the título was. Kyra, however, found herself humming to the melody in her mind. In the blank room she’d placed herself in, she closed her eyes and rocked slightly. When she opened her eyes again, she was looking back on a scene that she hadn’t seen for years-- her induction onto the team.
"You are a very good fighter, fast, and strong. I believe that even without your powers you will be able to defeat any obstacles in your way. Just with the proper training....

Get a grip! C'mon! Get angry! Don't let him do this to you!
She repeated it to herself, struggling. But her fear was stronger, he was stronger. He had moved his lips off hers, but she wasn't happy with where they were now. She shivered in disgust and pain as he kissed the soft flesh of her neck. C'mon Cat! Please! It wasn't any good.
She just couldn't get mad. All she felt was fear. Her mind raced, trying to form a plan. Her legs weren't pinned anymore. She slowly slide her leg straight, resting on the cold cement. Then she quickly slammed her knee in between his legs. He growled and released...

Sign up is link. Enjoy!

Eric dropped his backpack on the couch, glancing over at the T.V. Static, again, but no one seemed to be watching. Looking towards the kitchen, he noticed M’gann wasn’t there, cooking like she usually was. In fact, the whole cave had an empty air to it. Well. Emptier than usual.
It had been two months since any of them had seen Infinity, after she’d stormed out and announced a name change, to Phoenix. She never was around to enforce it, however. Cutting off all ties with the team and League, she’d gone completely off the map, disappearing from everyone in a matter...

Cuz I thought it would be fun! 35 stinkin ways!





1. Poke her in between her wings, then run away cackling maniacily.

2. Hug her, then say "Oops, I thought you were someone else." then walk away.

3. Take away her teddy.

4. Take away her over-sized sweashirt.

5. Say she looks an awful lot like Brittany Spears with her blonde hair.

6. Rub her stomach, then say "Ooooooh!"

7. Dye her hair. She will kill you. Period.

8. When she is sleeping, write tomorrow's encontro, data on the back of her neck with sharpie, then point it out later.

9. Poke Devin, then Fang, then her, then say "Looks like Darth Vader had kids..."...