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posted by Robin_Love
She leaned against the wall, panting. The sun had set and she had reached a city a few dozen miles away. She was making good time. But something told her to go even further. She tried to take a step vooruit, voorwaarts and almost fell off the sidewalk.
“I guess it's time for sleep.”
She hefted the bag to her shoulder and walked slowly into the nearest unlocked building. Shipping company. The bag dropped at her feet and she curled into a ball in the shadows. Her eyelids drooped and she let out a yawn. She reached into her bag and pulled out a small teddy bear. A smile tugged at the edge of her lips. She kissed the beer on it's little black nose.
“Night Teddy. Tomorrow, we'll sleep somewhere nicer.”
She curled around it and her eyes slid shut. She wasn't asleep for meer than an uur when she woke to someone breathing on her neck. Her eyes opened and her hart-, hart stopped.
“You're awake.”
She stared at the figure kneeling in front of her, her mind snapping awake.
“You look really cute right now, door the way.”
She saw the tail wag, ears perked up. But that was not possible. It wasn't possible. The eyes were wrong, the attitude was wrong, the entire scene was wrong.
“Who are you?”
The laugh echoed in her ears. It sounded the same, he looked the same, but it wasn't possible.
“Silly little kitten. I'm your boyfriend.”
She gulped.
“No. You-he's dead. u aren't Scott!”
The red eyes pierced into hers and she felt like her soul was being ripped out. He moved quickly, pinning her arms and legs down, tossing the beer she'd had since she was born aside. She tried to move, but it was doing nothing. The claws in her skin disappeared and the ears and tail came back. Her hair returned to it's original length and the red eyes changed to purple. She wanted to be mad but she was terrified. His breath heated her face and she couldn't fight him. He licked where her overhemd, shirt stopped, just above her chest. She shivered despite herself.
“I'm not the Scott u know. But I am him nonetheless.”
“You aren't my Scott!”
He laughed again and this time it sent chills through her body.
“Not yet I'm not.”
He leaned towards her. She let out a scared mew just before he pressed his lips against hers. Tears streamed down her cheeks and she shut her eyes tightly to block out the picture.
 "Scott"
"Scott"
posted by Eclipse-YJ
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INTERRELATION WITH OTHERS

-Is character divorced? No

-Has character ever cheated on any signficant other? No

-How does character relate to others? Talents and Strifes

-How is s/he perceived by...
Strangers? Moody emo
Friends? Interesting but slightly scared of her
Wife/Husband/Lover? :3
Children? Funny lady

-What do family/friends like most about character? How caring she turns out to be, once u break through that cold exterior she turns into a whole different person. She has a sense of wisdom about her, makes u feel veilig when your in her company.

What do...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Alex sat at her desk, humming quietly as she tapped the pencil on the notepad. "Where is my brother..?" She asked herself, tilting her head. The shorter layers of her hair fell from the ponytail, framing the blonde's face. "He's really tough to find.. But.. Where there's a riddle, there's a way..." She hummed out and stood up, sliding open her closet door. The blonde quickly changed in her usual hero suit, opening the window of her apartment. Alex duif out of the window and spread her wings, closing her eyes at the breeze. She flew in silence until she landed at Arkham Asylum, tucking in the...
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posted by Robin_Love
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A dark figure shadowed the light from her window. A hand clamped over her throat and warmed neck. The hand tightened on her neck, strangling her. The shadow’s eyes shinned goud in the darkness. The shadow had four horns and giant wings. Silver fangs dripped drool down on her. Red smoke breathed from its nostrils, framing everything in her view. A cold clutched at her hart-, hart and the shadow’s brand illuminated its ugly, scaly face.
Scales were peeling off of its skin, some with a darkening black poison. Its tail swung around, creating meer smoke. The creatures giant...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Okay, so most of these were made up when I first made Fin, but then the rest I just made up today with help because I'm an idiot and wanted 13 reasons why Fin's lucky number is 13. Because, u know, jaar 2013.. *shrug* Idk man some of these are really weird but they're all damn true.
[Remember that I was only like 12 when I first made Fin.]

1. She was born 13 minuten after Robin

2. Born on the 13th stop on the (circus) tour

3. 13 stuffed animals she slept with

4. 13 hours awake everyday

5. 13 when (first) she died

6. She dies every 13 years

7. 13 reincarnate form of the phoenix (don't got a clue...
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posted by Robin_Love
“Under the sea?”
“Been done already.”
“Night in the clouds?”
“Too simple.”
“Uh....Medieval?”
“Used too often.”
“Ugh! This is hopeless!”
Becca looked at her upside comrade.
“Devin, we'll find a rockin theme for you. I promise.”
Devin turned her gaze from the window to where Becca sat upside down. Since Devin had wanted privacy, they had gone to Becca's place. And hadn't been interrupted since entering.
“Fine. But I just can't see how.”
“Think outside the boring fun box.”
“That was contradictory.”
“Whatever.”
Devin turned her gaze back to the outside view. She...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
Cold as steel...



Silver needle oh so sharp...
It hurt so bad when it broke my heart...

Colors of pain all around....
Yet it hurt....I couldnt make a sound....

She stroked my cheek, and told me it was alright....
But I grasped hope instead, for dear life...

When all hope was gone away....
I thought I was there to stay....

Then the miracle of the day....
Someone came.....and snatched me away....

Unsure of what to do...
I just cried like a fool....

A wolf, a cyborg, and a savior tried to comfort...
But I trusted no one....ever since the export...

Now I still feel a little queasy....
So they force me to take it easy....

But now inside I hear the voice...
And she is giving me no choice.

Hehehe......Guess whats its based on!!!
posted by ScarletYJ
This artikel is based off a fight me and my younger brother had, please don't flame as some of the things zei are very personal

There will be swearing just warning u now
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I was sitting at the keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel at the house that my father had onwed before he was murdered. Keith and I had decided to meet up after not being in contact ever since father was murdered. But I had no idea that this meeting would go horribly, very quickly, I heard footsteps lazily make their way to the counter and I turned around to face...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Ena
Ena
Name: Ena Sikora
Alias: Viveka
Powers/Abilities: dance fighting, flight, hand to hand combat
History: Ena grew up with her parents, her father being a millionaire. Her mother was nurturing and her best friend until the tragic accident tore them apart. With her mother gone, Ena became alone in her father’s house. Teased and bullied because of her father’s power, Ena was alone in the world. She threw herself into her dancing, focusing only on her moves and not the people who sought to bring her down. As Viveka, she became a beacon of hope to her city of Central. She was later approached door Nigtwing...
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 Smart Alex!
Smart Alex!
(So I haven't been on in quite awhile, I'm going to change that, I need an escape from Uni... Expect stories, Rps and general mischief!
I thought the best comeback would be to re-introduce my little bastards, everyone seems to be trying this format so.... Enjoy!)

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Knight, Alex Knight.
Reason of meaning of name: Sweet, short, rolls of the tongue ladies love it! (Oh boy, here we go.)
Eye Colour: Blue, I think? I can't really look myself. (Use a mirror, don't go cross-eyed!)
Hair Style/Colour: Blond and short but a tad messy, I call it styled. (Bedhead.)
Height: 6.2" / 189cm...
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posted by Mclovin_69
The luminescence of the televisie caste a blue glow through the dark room as he pulled on his black boots over his black body suit.

Deep down he knew that putting on the suit would be the only possible way he had to getting all that money in such a short amount of time, but it wasn't exactly a choice he had liked to make his only option. Adjusting his black spandex sleeve his attention was turned to the screen of the televisie that was set to the News.

"yet another disappearance has happened recently of a 25 year-old Gotham citizen named Miacheal Fisher" the reporter on the news zei as he...
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Part 3:
“So, Dana, How did Mockingbird and u meet?”
Robin and Shadow were outside practicing throwing ring-dings and batarangs on a dart-board which was used for practicing archery. Even though Robin was meer experienced than Shadow, they were both of equal ability in most things and so far they were both tied.
“Well”, Shadow started, throwing a batarang which hit spot on in the middle. “You remember Barbara Gordon reading out the schools news and announced there will be two students one in freshman jaar and junior year?”
“Yah,” Robin said, recalling the image of the cute freshman...
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Muahahahahahahaha!!!





Fang struggled against the ducktape that bound his hands behind his back. We were in the bathroom, Fang was propped up against the wall. He looked at eleven jaar old me.
"Mel! Let me go!" He shouted. I only giggled.
"Not untill I get your eyebrows!" I said, smirking, holding up the strip of cloth. His eyes widened. I giggled evily. Fang struggled even more.
"No! Dont touch my eyebrows!" He yelled, struggling, growling. I pulled the stick, half covered in sticky, hot wax, out of the bowl. Then spread it on two strips of cloth.
"Mel! Dont u dare!" He said. I giggled more, then...
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“Really? Again?”
Blade smirked at the black-haired firecaster, whose cheeks had begun to turn pink.
“I thought u liked our game last night, Fin,” she said, raising an eyebrow.
Fin blushed even harder. “Well, we don’t need to play it again!”
“Why not?” Alek asked. “It’ll be fun!”
Fin sighed. “All right.” She took the bottle off of the keuken-, keuken counter, and everyone arranged themselves in a circle, with the bottle in the middle. They all sat there, staring at it, until Aisling spoke.
“So...who wants to go first?”
Everyone looked at each other, willing the others to...
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