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posted by MafiaYJ
"Crap! crap! Crap!" Mafia hissed as she pomba for cover under a truck. Bullets ricocheting from the metal. She laid on the ground taking deep breaths. She hated doing this sometimes. Then she made another run for it, red hair like a sail behind her. Suddenly a shot rang, louder than the ones before, and Mafia hit the floor with an 'oomph'. She groaned at the pain racing from her left shoulder down her arm. She pulled her hand back, covered in sticky red blood. "ugh..shot..again." Mafia sighed, and jumped back to her feet. And ran. Trying her best to get to a zeta tube in time before she became uncoordinated. She finally found one, hidden in an alley covered in metal. But if you had the eye for it, you'd spot it. Mafia concentrated and phased through the metal and into the zeta tube.
Mafia arrived, panting and making a beeline for the medical bay. "I hate getting shot." She whispered, she pulled off her shirt, and began to clean and dress her wound. Once she bandaged it, she pulled her camisa over her face, and laid there. And being as tired as she was, she fell asleep.
Who knew how long it was, she Mafia felt hands..on her breasts, she let out a blood curling shout, and swung her foot out, kicking whoever was there in the face with her heel. She heard uneven footsteps of trying to regain balance, a crash, and a clatter of medical equipment fall to the floor. She pulled a gun from shoe, and aimed, finally pulling off the camisa from her face.
Sitting on the floor, in a dazed state, was Twan. She scowled. Gunfire looked up at her, "What was that for?" Mafia snapped, "I didn't know it was you." Gunfire stood up, brushing himself off. Mafia jumped from the cot, and slung her camisa over her shoulder, the uninjured one.
Mafia walked out briskly as Gunfire followed, "But sweetie!" he wailed, grabbing her wrist.
Mafia was tired, weired out, felt slight molested (even though it was her boyfriend), and not in a good mood. In fact she had been in a bad mood since she tripped over lobo in the morning and garfield switched the salt and sugar, and she had a salty coffee.
So the moment she felt his hand on her wrist, she pulled back and backhanded him. And for good measure, kicked him in the chest.
She didn't bother for a reaction, she was not happy.
She stomped to an empty room that held nothing but a bed, and fell down onto it. She ignored the frenzied fists to her door, and fell asleep once more, without the worry that someone would walk in.

(i did this aleatório one shot while seeing Alex and Twan agruing about who's butt Mafia would be kicking seguinte if certain things were said. Gunfire said she was only kicking his butt, then Alex retorted that soon Mafia would be kicking Twan's too. So lols, i made this..hope you enjoyed.
Note: Mafia is very moody, mais so than usual, but its a snake thing. So maybe you understand, maybe its only me who noticed the snake behavior but eh..animal nerd over here.)
posted by Robin_Love
Made this for fun and I don't care about time lines so just enjoy. :)



His hand moved back and forth the paper with ease. The colored pencil in his hand lightly touched the paper. His ears twitched and he sighed. He looked out the corner of his eye at the shadow looming over him. Spiked hair, messy, on the smaller side. He looked back to his paper deciding it was now or never. He took hold of his notebook and smacked the person in the face with it. A familiar screech sound.
“What the heck was that for?!” Wally asked, holding his bleeding nose.
Aroan looked at his drawing.
“You got blood on...
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posted by Robin_Love
Her heels clicked loudly on the floor. All eyes turned to her as she walked in and she waved one of her minions over.
“How far away are we?”
“We await the last arrival and all will be finished. My lady.”
“Good. Start it up. She'll be here within the hora and I want them here when she is. I don't care what you must do to break them, just keep them alive and get them in here.”
“As requested.”

“You going to tell me what this does? Or what the heck it is you're doing?”
“Shut up. You'll find out soon.”
Lizzie sighed.
“What about Terror?”
“He's fine. The bleeding has stopped...
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Boooop This is for Fin and Adrian! This the first one I am doing.. and I need to know if it's good So please leave a comment


It was a cold night, the snow tumbled into the fire-caster's jet-black hair.
She sat in the snow, relaxing. Tears streamed down her rosey cheeks as memories haunted her. She kept her eyes shut as the snow around her melted into a puddle of water. She let out muffled cries.
"Fin?" His voice was soft and quiet. She cried harder.
"Fin!!" His tone raised a bit as he ran up seguinte to her in the white, blanket setting. He set his hand on her shoulder. She cried more. Her...
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posted by The_Writer
Still WIPs, but how would you like to see these girls in action?





New Characters


Alias: Nightingale
Real Name: Lexi Redio
Alliance: Criminal
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 118 lb.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Navy Blue (glows yellow while using powers)
Costume: Navy-blue skin-tight bodysuit. Black stripes and bright yellow bird symbol on wrists. Blue-white domino mask.
Powers: Control over darkness; can sing songs that can control people and seduce them.
Known Relations: Isaac Redio (Eagle)
Weakness: Bright Lights, is very emotional and distracts her from concentrating (which is required for)...
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I was sitting around bored today…and I came up with these! xD Bold is myself talking and regular font is Fang. Astrics are movement, etc. W/e you want to call it.

Does not having a special sort of power make you angry?
I have special powers! Sort of!

If some aleatório person off the rua hugged you, would you kill them?
They’d probably get kicked.

Do you secretly want to be hugged?
Don’t we all?

Do you like Devin?
Duh, obviously.

What about me?
No. You’re annoying me.

GOOD. Now, do you prefer blondes or brunettes?
Whatever…

Do you like eating things?
I amor eating, I list it as a hobby.

...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
 Melissa
Melissa
Melissa






Name: Melissa Wellings

Hero name: Coaxoch

Hair: Black.

Eyes: Hypnotic green.

Relation to the Team: ((*Snikers* R_L and KFF are going to kill me...)) Devin and Fangs child from the future. ((SHHH!!!! They dont know it yet....))

Powers: When hugged por the opposite sex or under to much stress, transforms into a small dragon(Willingly or unwillingly. SO I EXPECT ONE OF YOU GUYS TO TRIP ONTO HER!), (When dragon) Flight, (Human) levitation(Self and other objects/people).

Skills: Black cinto, correia in martial arts, Cooking, pick pocket.

Personality: Never gives up, (OVERLY)protective of friends, never backs...
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posted by SilverWings13
The dreamy melody filled the room. She could have continued playing forever, tapping each key to sing a specific note. But like all great things, the seemingly endless Claire de Lune was nearing its end. She played out the last measure, holding the last note. She waited for it's last breath to fade before lifting her hands from the keys. "How was that?" she asked, nervous of the response she would receive.
"Excellent, Emily." Emily Weston, formerly known as Project Immunity, turned on the piano's bench to face her teacher.
Jasper sat progressivo, para a frente on the couch, his head resting in his hands; his eyes...
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posted by Robin_Love
Her back hit the mural with a quiet thump. Her hands were pinned on either side, and she closed her eyes. His lips fell on hers and she smiled, beijar back. The gentle kiss soon became mais passionate. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. They broke apart at a low, but deadly growl. Both turned to look at the very grumpy Fang that had entered the room. Dylan smirked as Fang sat on the couch, arms crossed. Dylan winked at Phoebe and walked over to the raven-haired hero.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”...
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Harley was laid in Skylar’s room after the operation, where Martian Man Hunter had managed to get the chip out of her system. Without her dying. They had all waited holding their breath, waiting for Harley to make any signs that she was still alive. Just days ago, Harley had done the same for them when they blew up CADMUS.
Moments later Harley’s eyes fluttered open. Gaining her a loud round of sighs of relief. Harley tried to get up, but Silver pushed her down again, “No you don’t…you need to recover.” Harley tried again, ignoring her friends. This time Silver didn’t try to stop...
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Even as the sun began to set, shadows beginning to grow and claim the day, the two continued. Back and forth, using the roof-top as a sparring-deck. Every advantage he could find over her, he took. And vice-versa. The flash of a blade, the sparks of a flame, both weapons that barely touched the opposer.
The elder had height, strength, and years of experience on his side. He didn't, however, have the stubborn upholding of the Fox.
The Mutt tossed a soco her way. She ducked, taking the bait, and he thrust a fist into her side.
Fox stumbled back, losing her balance and falling onto the gravel that...
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posted by FeverYJ
Name:Dee Fy

Alias:Fever

Age: Looks 16, has been living for 506

Status: Villain (demon of death)

relationship to team: None

Appearance: tall, auburn hair reaching her back. red eyes. Lustful

Personality: angry, seductive,reclusive, backstabber, witty, Valente

Powers:
She can willingly kill the person she is touching, sucking their energy. por staring at any living thing,for a long period of time, it will eventually die. Her bite can turn people to dust. No immortality but has lived a long 500 yrs. Experts in Toxins, poisons, and has an arsenal of a whip, two daggers, and a pistol concealed in her...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
Xiuhcoatl





Hair: White

Eyes: Red((Im facinated with Red eyes ok!?))

Skin: Covered in white scales

Height: 6'5

Weight: 115

Race: Dragon/humaniod

Powers/Skills: Can morph into a dragon, but only when is very needed. Breaths fire((Yeah, yeah I know there are many firecasters, but this is a basic dragon atribute)). Skilled with bows and melle wepons.

Weapons: Fond of a sword but makes weapons out of anything she can.

History: Xiuhcoatl has grown up with dragons. She has never seen another human. She has fended off enemies of her homeland, she speaks a forign launguage not known to humans. She has been very isolated her whole life, and now she is traveling to find a início for the Dragons. Their início was invaded and taken over por enemies.

Personality: Curious. Many things fasinate her because she has grown up in a valley without technology.
 Xiuhcoatl
Xiuhcoatl
 Xiuhcoatl as dragon
Xiuhcoatl as dragon
 Nala
Nala
posted by XxKFforeverXx
I guess you could say it all started about a week ago, after my dad's company  transferred to Manhattan. So why my parents were house hunting, I was dumped at my creepy great aunt Catherine's place.

12:24 EST time
Manhattan

Scott's father was the first to get out of the car first followed por Scott, his mother got out of the other side. 
"C'mon Scott it's only for a few days" His father looked down at Scott.
"But aunt Cathy's creepy."
"She's not creepy Scott." Said his mother,
"She's exetorant." Scott's mom giggled as his father said this.
"But she always creeps and stalks around like she's hiding...
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posted by Robin_Love
She walked along the edge of the beach, the slight breeze running through her hair. The sun was starting to set in the distance. The water tagged her toes, racing to get away and then running back again. Birds chirped a few harmless melodies from their trees, serenading her. The peace was effective and calmed her worried thoughts. She found a grouping of rocks and sat on one. The winds gentle fingers pushed the hair away from her face, sending a shiver through her. She looked down and her eyes flashed orange. fogo sparked to life. Her eyes turned white-blue and the wind grew stronger at her...
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posted by Robin_Love
NOW it get's fun! >:)


He stood in the shadows. Things were too calm.
“It's starting.”
A raspy whisper answered.
“Yesss. You know what you must do.”
“Destroy them.”
“Correct.”
“The fools let it happen.”
“Unfortunately. But remember, they are only human.”
“Of course. What else?”
“Remember, nothing that will happen has been foreseen. Nothing could be changed.”
“How do you think they'll take it when they find out?”
“Harshly. No one will hear from them for weeks.”
“They'll go into hiding?”
“Worse.”
“What will happen?”
“It will be like they were never here.”...
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posted by Obscurity98
 Costume
Costume
Name: Harley (Last Name is unknown)
Alias: (changes) none, its just Harley

Age: from joining team at 14, to being 19 yrs old now.

Powers: Super strength, flight (no mais invulnerability) Control over elements, excellent swords man ship, great!!!! hand to hand combat. Cat fangs, abilities, and purrs

Spouse/relationship: Single( read notes in bottom )

We all know Harley's weird history. She has no kids, height has changes por 2 inches.
5'2

Appearance: Waist length black hair. color changing eyes, battle suit is first pic. The civvies is the bottom one, the seguinte pic is a wedding dress if she ever gets...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
 Austyn
Austyn
Austyn.




Age: 14

Hair: Light brown

Eyes: Saphire Blue

Height: 6'0

Weight: 115lbs

Powers: Phasing, invisiblity, water bending(freezing, shaping, moving, evap, ect).

Weapons: Swords, and the occasional mace.

History: Austyn lived in a happy family in France, until they turned on him. He had to run away, they found him begging for spare change in the streets. They took him início and beat him to teach him a lesson. He moved to america, he got a job, and learned little english. His family is still looking for him. In the wrong place.

Personality: Austyn is pretty open and nice. He knows when to be serious. When he sees someone down or upset, he would go over there and poke them, or hug them. He likes everyone to be happy and together. Quiet when it comes to fighting or family.

S'tume: Leather jaqueta and white tanktop underneath. Black-washed jeans.
 'Stume
'Stume
posted by InfinityYJ
The Watchtower
The teen typed quickly and with a furious passion, as if his life depended on it. And in some ways it did. Taller figures hovered near him, watching his every move. He was careful but fast, and as his finger pressed lightly on the last key, a smirk spread on his face. The screen lit up with moving pictures of Gotham, D.C., estrela City and even the Cave.
“You did it,” a girl behind him said breathlessly. “I can’t believe it!”
The boy turned. “Was there ever any doubt? We now have a full view of what’s going on down there.”
A figure placed a hand on the teens shoulder,...
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posted by Connor_Veritas
I gew up in Ireland. Growing up was hard. Taught ta fight n' shoot armas at a young age was fun but it kinda scared people away. Never even get ta make any friends. Then there's learnin' up ta seven languages. My mother insisten on it. I learned them all, but whats te point if I never even had the chance te live like a normal kid.

I was raised te believe in god. Religion and belifs was all my ma and pa taught me. That's how it all started with te whole 'killing the eveil te send them ta hell' family business. But of course te rule is we don't kill women and children.

I have a fraternal twin, Murphy....
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posted by Robin_Love
Just a fun little one-shot on the Outsiders team *insert maniacal laughter* XD

“What goes on kitty Cat?”
She jumped at the voice, startled. She looked over to find Trevor sitting seguinte to her. Zero was fiddling around on one of his gadgets and Zeth was...being Zeth.
“I thought I was alone.”
“Until three minutos atrás you were,” Zeth said.
Cat rolled her eyes at him and Zeth smirked. His eyes glowed and a string appeared in front of her. Both Trevor and Zeth laughed almost evilly as Cat's eyes followed the string and her hands moved up to get it. A hand snatched the string away, releasing...
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