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First RA artigo for me! But I have permision.....so you kinda have to consult Twan first.... ENJOY!

Alaska.

Lyla supervised the RA sniper training. She pointed out mistakes and corrected them, hard. She watched each soldier carefully.
"Get down there! Dont cheat yourself soldiers!" Lyla shouted, as they where doing warm-up push-ups. Lyla clapped once, indicating warm up was over. They stood up.
"Snipers hot!" Lyla barked. Then all of the soldiers-to-be took their armas off safe.
"On the ground!" Lyla barked. They dropped to the ground. Lyla gave a signal and they positioned their snipers.
"Fire!" Lyla signaled. The aimed and hit moving targets. Lyla nodded in amusement.
"Up! Now!" She barked. They stood up. Lyla walked down an aisle of the soldiers-to-be, she corrected loose stance, corrected loose sniper's and ammunition, she barked mais orders, for hours and hours. After hours of training, they were allowed to go to the bunkers. She stayed in a bunker, since she was away from home, she had to. Twan and Joey were back in gotham preparing other soldiers-to-be.

She lay there, unable to sleep. She told herself it was all the coffee, but she didnt belive it. She was anxtious. She tossed and turned. She jumped out of cama and grabbed her sniper. She walked out of the bunkers, and relived a RA soldier from duty and took his place. She stood guard of the relatively small base. She didnt get tired, she some how, just, stayed awake the whole time. Morning approached, she still stood gaurd, taking mais shifts. She spoke into her earpeice as she heard something,
"Prepare for enemy forces." She said quietly readying and dropping to the snow covered ground. She readied her sniper and looked through the scope. Her eyes widened.
"Operation. Snow." She said into her earpeice.


Yeah, a little short, so yeah.....exciting aint it?
posted by khanna266
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white capa and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained mais powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes por the name GreyStar.


<3<3<3 Hope you enjoyed
 Matt new to Gotham city
Matt new to Gotham city
posted by SilverWings13
This became a lot darker then I meant it to.. Which should just be my lema for my writing. Also meant to finish and post this two days ago. All well. BTW, if you don't immediately recognize the name, "Whisper," this will make so much mais sense to you if you read these quick one-shots first:
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Thank you, and enjoy!


Setting: Hudson River. Gotham City. 12:36 EST. March 3, 2014.
19 years to the dia of the birth of the late Maevis de Vent, a.k.a. Whisper

The beam if the flashlight guided Aleksander down slope of loose rocks and damp soil. When he finally made it to the bank if the river,...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Just to fill in 'cos it's been awhile since I posted. blade got stabbed in the arm with some needle thing with weird serum in it and blacked out.. now VOILA!))

There was always three of us.
Then there was a gunshot.
Suddenly, there was only two.
Who knew a single bullet could tear apart a family.
Who knew I could tear apart a family.


~

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't breathe, at all. I tried to to suck in a breath but no air came. My lungs refused to work. Why couldn't I breathe? It was completely black, I couldn't pry my eyes open. Where was I? There was no water, no air, no nothing. It was...
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 A Goatrider
A Goatrider
( Oke, the archives of morte will be a series of artigos in whist I will describe everything Thad has to do whit the lore of teyrions world thad I am creating truw this archives and further story's to come.)

Origin of the Riders:
The goatriders were a small group of bandits who fleeing fore the law ended up in the Kingdom of Morte were they advantly were couth por a patrol of King Tyrion Blackwell, the bandits feared fore tere lives expecting to be killed fore there crimes.
But Tyrion seeing Thad the bandits only roubou to keep themselves and tere family's alive made them a offer, if they would...
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posted by Mclovin_69
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 street...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
"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...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
((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))

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...
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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...
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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...
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posted by BladeYJ
((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...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Death
Death
He paced back and forth in the room and her eyes followed him. The room they sat in wasn't too large but very comfortable. Crimson lay on the sofá to her right, sunglasses in place. Shade sat elegantly in an arm chair to her left. She sat on the only other couch, plenty of room beside her. In front of her, facing the TV-mounted fogo place was a dark coffee table. chá and snacks had been set out for them as they waited.
“You're quite agitated today.”
“Why do you think? Crimson, what do you have?”
The red head looked up for a minute.
“He's......confused.”
“He has his doubts that are...
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posted by SilverWings13
Random 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,...
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posted by SilverWings13
The smoke filled the air like a choking fog; the alarm blared loudly enough to deafen. He had been in the office once before, when he had snuck in for preparations for this day. The walls were the same sterile white, bare except for a map that hung on the corkboard, bright with red pins. There was glass scattered across the floor now from the one-way window of one wall. The escrivaninha, mesa was on its side. He hurried over to the mural with the map where keycards hung from a hook. He stood on his tippy toes to grab them. When he turned to run back to the others, he saw the foot sticking out from behind...
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posted by SilverWings13
In the tundra, she could see her own breath. It escaped like a faint nuvem from her nostrils and floated upwards a few centimeters before disappearing into the pine needles. This high up, those tendrils of breath would be unnoticeable to anyone far below. Below, the crouching snow-covered bushes remained still and silent. No visible clouds escaped them.
An approaching roar drew her attention over the forest floor as a black jeep emerged from the forest. It barreled through undergrowth, breaking through the freshly fallen snow, leaving behind deep tire treads and the reek of diesel. It would...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Alix Penn to others, Joan of Arc to heroes alike
Nickname: Alix, Alice, Jo, or Joan
Reason or meaning of name: Alix means “of noble kind”; Penn meaning “Enclosure”
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Long, wavy, light brown/dark blonde
Height: 5’4”
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: I fear nothing
Your Guilty Pleasure: French Cuisine
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Those who think themselves higher than others
Your Ambition for the Future: To protect

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What chá to drink?...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
 Before her rebellious side set in
Before her rebellious side set in
pt.2. but there is only one kid lolol

Name: Kori Adams (formerly Karina)
Alias: Raum
Occupation:Hero
Age: 16
Appearance: Kori is a spitting image of her mother, having an angelic look about her. The same straight black hair and the same icy blue eyes. Don't let her innocent looks deceive you, however, she acts just the same as her father. However, because of this, Kori has taken to the rebellious side, and a favoritism to Jason Todd. She chopped off her long black hair into a short bob and dyed pieces in the front, white. Like her father, Kori can be found in dark pieces of clothing and old band...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Chris at the edge of the woods with Trystan por his side, watching Alex trek though the trees. She stepped into the water and made her way behind the waterfall, looking at the metal door that was still torn open. She snickered and shook her head, making her way inside. "Blake?" She called, listening before she heard her brother's voice in another room. "In here!" He called out, dusting off his shirt, moving to greet his sister. "You actually came, no back-up?" He rose a brow, earning a shrug from the girl. "What do I need to see?" Alex asked, following her brother as he began to walk. Blake...
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posted by SilverWings13
August 12, 1926 6:22 pm
Asheville, NC
Biltmore Estate

Temperance laughed as her husband twirled her again and again under the dazzling chandeliers. She finally fell into his arms to let the room stop spinning. When she looked up into Alexie's warm brown eyes, his lips captured hers to take her breath away all over again. Just then the música dwindled to a stop and chatter echoed throughout the ballroom, bringing the couple back to the present.
"And you thought this wasn't going to be any fun," Temperance teased as the pair drifted among the crowd arm in arm.
"It was delightful," the younger man agreed,...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Alex sat on the bed, letting her injured wing hand off the side, mindlessly rubbing her arms as she listened to her husband chatter away but not processing anything he said. "Alex?" The blonde shifted her eyes when her name was said. "Sorry, Jack.." She attempted to give him a reassuring smile but it ended in failure as her bottom lip quivered. "I just.. could've-" He cut her off, sitting beside her. "You done what you could. No one could ask anything more." He reached up and gently rubbed the topo, início of her head before hugging her close. "You will never be anything your brother, even at your worst."...
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