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(( Bentley's P.O.V ))

I dont understand.... a system announcement always means somethings wrong..... i have to tell Jet..., i swiped open my list looking for the log out button in my suprise it wasnt there. What was going on? everyone around me obviously had no clue what was going on either there was no point in asking obviously something was up, something big..., suddenly i saw it a big hooded figure appear before my eyes floating in mid air, who was the figure? what did he have to say?.


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The hooded figure spoke, " greetings players...... many of you may be wondering who i am..... let me introduce myself..... im Keith Losanger.... the creator of this system......", everyone gasped slightly but some listened intently to mais that the he had to say. " now all of you wonder why have i come talk to talk to you..... why have i the great creator of this game gone through all this trouble to talk to you....." the satisfaction in his voice was distinctive. " Many of you probably have already noticed that there is no log out button......but its no mistake......you 10 000 players are what i call volunteer testers of the instincts a human being can do to survive....." two screens appeared infront of him and he clicked on a item, " i left a gift for each of you....why not look for yourself......" he said.

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(( Silvers P.O.V ))

" gift....? " i muttered opening my option list and clicked on the gift sent and a mirror apppeared in my hands, " a mirror? ". I heard a scream and gasped turning around seeing people behind me disappear in a blue spark and reappear looking the way they did in real life, no longer were they diguised with the features of their avatars, the sudden thought hit me and my eyes widened when i looked down seeing blue sparks rise beneath my feet, i let out a scream as i disappeared.
posted by Robin_Love
 Irene
Irene
Name: Irene Adams (I-reen-E)
Alias: Mim (M-im)
Occupation: Child
Powers: all elements, Flight
History:Irene was born the daughter of Devin and Fang Adams. She was raised in her home, with her siblings. Her days were spent lazily, being her daddy’s little girl, until she turned seven. When she turned seven, she killed her oldest sibling, Jon, in a freak accident with her newly found powers. Since then, she has lived in rivalry with her siblings for her father’s attention, which she believes is the only thing keeping her with the family.
Notes: Irene was born with naturally purple hair, something that was different from her siblings. She is the only one to inherit her mother’s power over elements.

This is a short guide to the youngest child in the Adams' family. She will have a longer one for when she's older.
posted by Robin_Love
Just some facts about my ocs that I thought you'd like to know

"Strange" Fears
Becca: Thunder
Tara: Darkness
Devin: Demons
Cat: Batman
Dylan: People
Blaine: Rats
Lance: Power
Terror: Unknown


favorito Animals
Becca: Ravens
Tara: Wolves
Devin: Peacocks
Cat: Foxes
Dylan: Tigers
Blaine: Horses
Lance: Hawks
Terror: Cats

favorito Colors
Devin: Sky blue
Becca: Red
Tara: Burgandy
Cat: Purple
Dylan: Green
Terror: Black ((Becca: Like your soul!))
Blaine: Silver
Lance: Bright blue

favorito Weapon
Becca: Magic
Devin: None
Tara: Guns
Dylan: Scythe
Blaine: Kunai
Lance: Sword
Cat: Claws
Terror: Hands


Might do another one soon. Hope you enjoyed!!
posted by SilverWings13
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Aryess angel Weston
Reason or meaning of name: ((I liked the name Ari from Maxiumum Ride, so I made it girly with -ess? Idk I was 12; Weston was the last name of a spy in a tv show I like; angel because of its ambiguous meanings: warrior, protector, "of death," "sweet as an"))
Eye Color: light grey, like silver~
Hair Style/Color: light blonde, wavy, down to my shoulder blades
Height: 5' 8"
Clothing Style: comfortable...though I've been told that I have expensive taste
Best Physical Feature: my eyes, I think?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: the League of Shadows coming...
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posted by SilverWings13
 anastasia Romanova II
Anastasia Romanova II
The sequel two-shot to link

"Why did you interfere?"

The air was stifling with so many people crammed into the room. The Ruriks lined one side of the room with their matching dark hair uniting them. Facing them stood dozen of strangers in colorful clothing. They were here for the spectacle. Ana felt a drop of sweat run a path down her spine as she stared at the man sitting at the head of the room. His dark hair mixed with grey the only separation between him and his sons. Grand robes pooled around his chair on the raised platform where he presided like a judge over the room.
With the rest, Ana's...
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posted by Robin_Love
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Ena Sikora
Reason or meaning of name: Graceful; Bird
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: Blonde, long
Height: 5’9
Clothing Style: Modern
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: well…..
Your Guilty Pleasure: Uh...sunflower seeds
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Witches (Mean people)
Your Ambition for the Future: Be famous

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Coffee
What You Think About the Most: Dance
What You Think About Before Bed: Man I’m tired
You Think Your Best Quality Is: My sense of humor (Sarcasm)

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Tara
Tara
Because it needed to be done.

Selfish. That’s what she was. As she stood out in the freezing rain like she had the snow the anterior night, that was the only word that came to mind. She shivered but pressed onwards as she let her salty tears mix with the rain. He had been right for some of it. She hadn’t asked. For her own sake and even for his. But she hadn’t expected him to say everything else. She had thrown the ring at him in her hurt, and the loss of it was evident on her finger. She sniffled and made her way into the darkness, leaning against a tree. Selfish and unwanted. That’s...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
I can’t sleep soooooooo bby Callie! <3

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Calypso “Callie” Antigone Rurik
Reason or meaning of name: The meanings take foreeeeeeeeeever to explain.. I prefer the tl;dr.. “seductress nymph”!
Eye Color: Like.. an ocean blue.
Hair Style/Color: Tawny brown. Just look at whatever color Dad’s hair is and it’s that. It’s down just past my shoulders and I have these really cute bangs too.
Height: ummmmmmm well right now I’m like 5’3
Clothing Style: Umm, kinda grungy? But I also really like skirts and bows and honestly it’s a mixed style.
Best Physical...
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Part 3
Her first breath of clean air burned Hailey's lungs. Her painful coughs were echoed por her fireman as he set her down in the cool grama past the árvore line. They were far from the heat of the house burning like a piece of paper incinerating in a bonfire.
"Ça va?" Aleksander managed after a few minutes, albeit hoarsely. "Are you okay? Did you get burned at all?"
The young woman shook her head, on her hands and knees as she took deep, slow breaths. Cool night air caressed her bare skin. She was grateful for her earlier judgement in leaving her stifling dress in the wine cellar and her even...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Octavia
Octavia
“Ana, are you ready?”
The teenager was deaf to her name. Octavia sighed and went to the bedroom where the younger had gone to get dressed. “If you’re getting cold feet, it’s a little late for that—”
She paused in the doorway. Ana stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. Her curls bleached coppery blonde from years in the sobremesa sun, Octavia had referred to Ana’s dark roots to dye her hair its natural dark auburn. The soft waives were tamed into a bun, circled por an elegant braid like a mock crown. A few ringlets escaped to frame Ana’s face, where...
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added by SilverWings13
Source: 0-kiryu on Tumblr
posted by SilverWings13
For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the castelo biblioteca leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on you since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone,...
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posted by MafiaYJ
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...
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posted by MafiaYJ
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...
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Bloody Fingers

“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...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Jessie Nasrin Bennett
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...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Tara
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...
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posted by Robin_Love
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...
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 Caaaaaaaaaal~
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...
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posted by SilverWings13
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...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the sobremesa planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the fogo at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro por the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind or ahead. For ahead the author of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once...
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