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posted by happypandasad
Kay, couple OCs, sorry it took so long, I've been busy, busy, busy!


~Skylar's OC~

Piper Jacklin.
Black hair, scrawny build, brown eyes. Beaten as a kid, taken in por his his friend. Can turn invisible, phase, and likes to play soccer. Cocky at times, but usually lovable. He'll probably sit in your lap if he has the opportunity, so be ready. Is an intelligence resource to the team and several underground organizations, and often uses música to channel thoughts into code and, when he has nothing to do, songs. Sweatshirts and sagging jeans are usually what he goes around in, but his costume is a full body suit he designed to blend in to any surroundings he may encounter. He's not a social butterfly, so don't expect him to be talkative, but once he's comfortable and deems his environment safe, he'll start talking mais and more. He enjoys softer music, with a mais of a lullaby feel, than hardcore or metal, because he often has headaches that come over and renders him unconscious from pain. And.. that's about it.


~Whitney's OC~

Kendal Jullian
Light blonde hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. Raised por Christians, took on the religion from lack of security, and is very happy-go-lucky. She talks ALL THE TIME. And in a high pitched, annoying voice, XD kinda like Vic. She often refers to the bible for her motives, and is often leitura the holy book. She gives tactics and often preaches, trying to get everyone to convert to Christianity. She plays piano and the organ, and sings when no one is around. She has satanic scars on her thighs and forearms, that she hides with long sleeves and wearing ACTUAL TROUSERS. She always wears a colar with multiple crosses on it, and prays wearing it. She doesn't have any powers, but she's pretty good with a whip(pervs, you know who you are, not that kind of whip)! Her civvies are white skirts and and pknk blouses, and her costume a white leotard and ribbons she uses as whips!



Kai.. that's about it..


-Vic~ ♥♡♥
When Nye awoke, he found himself in his cama with Jennifer sitting beside him, holding his hand. She looked at him relived.

"Oh thank God," she breathed out. Nye took his hand and pushed a piece of her long dark brown hair behind her ear. She smiled at him.

"Alright," he said, shifting his position in the bed, "I need to go find some answers."

A little later in the day, Nye was racking his brain, trying hard to remember what happened in his seen future. A man? No, a girl held the gun. Was her hair brown? Or maybe it was black. But there was definitely a gun in her hand, along with some blood....
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posted by SilverWings13
The full moon hung high over the boat, as if purposely shedding its light on the children below. There was never total silence, even this late into the night. The waves lapped softly against the hull. And there was always that buzz, orchestrated por the light breeze blowing off the ocean and its current gently rocking the boat; the song of the sea.
Whisper lay on the stern, drifting between subconscious and the verge of sleep. A sudden sound caused her to snap awake, her body tense. Another splash, closer, she thought. Too big to be a fish.
Worried calling out to the others would startle whatever...
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posted by 221B-Baker
This charrie goes por the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, or his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization por tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing mais Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.

This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to composição literária them, so, patience.
*giggles*

((Oy...))

1)    If you had to choose between riding on a arco iris, arco-íris or delivering rainbows, and why?

Both! And I already deliver them anyways…

2)    When is someone going to go elefante riding with me?

*in robot voice* Unable to answer due to the fact it is directed to others…

((What the-))

3)    Would you rather live in a giant pumpkin, or eat a giant pumpkin?

Live in one! Then I can be like that bunny that lived in one!

4)    Unicorns or o espaço Unicorns? Please explain!

SPCAE UNICORNS! It would be offensive to...
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posted by Red-Revenge
End Strategy

(Part 1)

New York City,

June 17, 08:09 EST

Holly groaned and rolled over, feeling the cool air wash over her body. There was a certain absence in the cama which she quickly recognized was Sam. She sighed and laid in the cama for a little while longer before rolling out and walking into the bathroom. She took a quick hot chuveiro and threw on a robe, veste, roupão before walking into the kitchen.

Sam was sitting at the mesa, tabela leitura the newspaper. He had a steaming cup of coffee in his hand which he drank without seeming to notice the temperature.

"Happy Birthday." azevinho, holly said, beijar him on the cheek before...
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posted by Robin_Love
She heard a crash, a loud one. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head. But when the computer announced Batman's arrival, she jumped out of cama and into the closet. We didn't have training today. Were we supposed to get a mission? She stepped out of her room, ready for action, like most of the others who had slept in on their dia off. Blade yawned before heading into the mission room. She saw not only Batman, but also Zatanna, and a few other JLA members. Okay. Not a mission.
“Devin's gone missing,” A voice whispered in her ear.
She would have reacted, but she knew that voice too...
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posted by SilverWings13
“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
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the escrivaninha, mesa and appeared to be staring intently over the topo, início of his open laptop at the imagens taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? You snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives or Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And por fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock leitura well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone or why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid mais attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when you do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a assento on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of perguntas written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. You and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in procurar of the answer to the pergunta I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by GlitterPuff
The girl walked in the cave, laptop in hands, wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt, and multi-colored socks. She sat down on the couch, her legs crossed, and opened the laptop, setting it in her lap. Immediately, the lock screen showed up, having her type in her password. After she typed it in, the laptop went to the main screen, a picture of her, Rosie, and Maxine appeared in the background. The red head moved the rato pad and left clicked on the documents tab, opening a file about Joker that Zack had gotten for her. Rene put it on full zoom, leitura everything over a billion times, getting as much...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
~Contains spoilers straight from the artigo she dies~

Welcome to a city that'll bring you to your knees
It'll make you beg for more, until you can't even breathe
Your blindfold is on tight, but you like what you see
So follow me into the night, cause I got just what you need
We're all rolling down the boulevard, full of ovelha, ovelhas and sharks
It's a futherduckin' riot, we've been dying to start
You better grab a hold cause now you know you're falling apart
You thought these streets were paved in gold
but they're dirty and dark


Mel walked among the streets. Her swords drawn. The sky was an ugly dust color....
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind leitura ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters or brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. You know that weird feeling in your stomach when you feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. Or you die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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