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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 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 vorige 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 of 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 door her fireman as he set her down in the cool gras past the boom 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 u okay? Did u 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
Hailey was first aware of the glass digging into her cheek, then the ringing in her ears. From her awkward angle on her back, she could see where the door had been smashed inward. Cracks spiderwebbed across the window pane.
A horrible screeching filled the wrecked limo as the door was pried off its hinges. Hailey raised an arm against the glass raining down as the door was yanked away, revealing the night sky. The stars were so abundant that it was easy to find the trail of smoke smudging out the dots of light.
Hailey grabbed ahold of the arms reaching down. Her left shoulder protested, but...
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Warning: mentions of prostitution (no actual intense sex/nudity scenes). Also, bad words.

She answered to the lazy pounding on her door. The lobby klok, bell had rang long enough geleden that she had assumed her client had a difficult time climbing the stairs, and the sluggish knock confirmed the patron's heavy intoxication. The woman glanced in the mirror before turning the knob-- her last client had left half an uur ago, but her makeup had already been reapplied to accentuate her tan skin, full lips, and other favorable features of her Romanian heritage. The tiny red riem, thong with its band of tassels...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tristan West!
Reason of meaning of name: Urban dictionary says I'm most amazing-est guy there ever is.
Eye Color: Greeeeen.
Hair Style/Color: I'm a ginger.
Height: Like... 5'6, 5'7?
Clothing Style: It varies, usually what ever makes me most comfortable... like t-shirts.
Best Physical Feature: Freckles?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The speed force really trips me out man.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Eating like 4 tubs of ice cream at once. Massive ones.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Super super slow people. Like, schildpad speed.
Your Ambition for the Future: I haven't gegeven it...
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posted by Robin_Love
The darkness was pierced door the light shining from the open door. A solitary figure stepped into the room, looking around for the object of their study. There was half a seconde of fright before they spotted it. A little black ball in the corner. With a soft sigh, he walked closer. The ball moved, weakly lifting it's head as the other approached. It hissed feebly, unable to do more. It had been days, almost a week since she'd been there. And almost a week since she'd had anything but the daily portion of water. She had become too weak to even hold her human form and had reverted to her cat form....
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, u will see the highs.. and the lows.

Key:
lyrics
past experiences

What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle kiss on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Perhaps in need of a trim
Perhaps in need of a trim
I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason of meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going door the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO:...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
And door few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my hart-, hart with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. u did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...
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posted by Robin_Love
She stood with her back to the wind, looking around. This was the place she'd found herself. After eight years, she now stood looking to the place she had been living for awhile. She crept through the chain link fence, much like she had before. The place gave her the chills, but this was worth it. It was time to relive it and start healing. Her past was sorrowful, but it was time to face it. The small lot was covered in tall, dying grass, with various odds and ends of whatever people through over the fence. The house was meer of a shed, rundown, and boarded up tightly. But there was enough...
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posted by SilverWings13
Commonly known as: Ana Rome
Official title: Princess Anastasia Romanov II of Russia
Alias: Saint
Nicknames: Anaka, Annie, straat rat, princesska, kotyonok
Affiliation: independent; force for good
Species: Kitsune
Religion: Catholic
Weapons: sword, claws/canines (when shape shifted; typically out of her control when enraged)
Sexuality: straight
Born: March 20, 1938
Age as of March 17, 2017: 17 yrs
Relationships: brother: Alaksander Romanov; niece: Noëlle Romanov; "uncle": Mikel Angelo; lover: ?
Significant scars/markings: missing her pointer and middle fingers on her right hand
Personality: hyper, headstrong,...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Only few chapters left ;)

Fang's eyes opened, the male blinking rapidly before looking around. He shifted and winced, gripping onto the sheets. "Easy there." Chris zei from the chair, smiling before standing and making his way over to the chair. "How u feeling?" He asked, sitting on the bed. "Like I died." Fang grumbled, looking at the IV's in his arms. "Still have your dry sense of humor.. So touch the IV's and I will knock u out." Fang gave his brother an annoyed look before sighing. "How long?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at Chris. "Give of take 6 months. It's probably take...
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posted by Robin_Love
I do not take credit from anything other than the backstory I gave to this character. Everything belongs to the rightful owners. Thanks to the toon for giving me inspiration


Name: Dark Mousy
Alias: Dark
Powers: Unknown
Occupation: “Anti-Villain” (Hero but refuses to admit it)
Weakness/Limits: Undiscovered
History: Dark used to be known as a thief. Anything anyone needed, he'd get. For a price. He had been raised on the streets, where he learned all he knew about stealing. He was used to running, always moving from one place to the next. At one point he ended up staying in an orphanage where he...
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posted by khanna266
A local park in Gotham city
9:00 pm
"Y'know a pretty girl like u shouldn't be out here alone." kruis hears a familiar voice behind her as she's sitting on a park bench and turns her head.
"Hey Dick,"she says and turns her head back around,
"Hey. u hungry?" he holds a bag of chips in front of her,
"Hm, basic lays. My favorite." she smiles and grabs one
"Yeah, people just don't appreciate their simplicity." he says with a smirk as he grabs one.
"What brings u out here?" she asks,
"I could ask u the same thing. Shouldn't u be back at Mount Justice? Sleeping in your room that is." he tosses the...
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posted by SilverWings13
December 15, 2016 10:10 pm
Louisiana, U.S.A.
Somewhere in the Bayou

"Don't be like that, Katerina. Please, I brought u a Christmas present!"
"You want to give me something I would really like? How about a divorce?"
The man's dark eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I already gave u that, over a century ago."
"Then what the HELL are u doing in my house, Wilhelm Magnus?"
He paused and raised a tentative hand in defense. The warlock facing him was fuming. She had never been known for violence, but right then, Katerina's dark eyes gleamed with murder. Her antagonist glanced around the cabin's kitchen...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
At the moment, I'm only doing my main four babies: Fang, Scotty, Nudge, and Jaime. I hijacked the one that BelovedRobin geplaatst elsewhere, and added a few elements from the website Eclipse gave us, so here ya go.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Fang, all u need to know.
Reason of meaning of name: Not my birth name, but I didn't know it for the longest time, so I got to pick my own. Neato, right?
Eye Color: Some say they're "chocolate brown" But I disagree, they're just brown.
Hair Style/Color: Black, and it's down to the back of my neck I'm tempted to cut it.. used to be super long, like, butt...
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posted by khanna266
Thursday 12:00 am
Saudi Arabia
"We've been out here forever Jake are u sure they're attacking here?" Daniel speaks through his communicator.
"Yes Daniel I'm sure." Jake responds to him aggravated. Just then Mirajane and Rin walk out.
"Keep down!"he tells him and they see what Rin and Mirajane are doing.
"Too bad the others couldn't make it cause this is gonna be hella fun." Rin smirks evily,
"Yep. Sure enough." Mirajane adds and drops a big brown box on the ground. She then opens it and a bunch of machine guns and grenades drop out of it. Jake's eyes widen to the sight of all of them.
'What the...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Princess Ana
Princess Ana
Part 1: link

The visitor pushed past without hesitation.
She had yet to get a chance to change. The uncharacteristically regal japon, jurk bellowed pale cloth over freckled arms, tightened her hips in an amber corset, draped goud over legs meant for pants and running. Only the wild red curls fit the intruder, tumbling freely over her shoulders after a night in tight pins and clips. Even the royal golden wreath was askew on the waves of red locks. The fury in her glimmering goud eyes was even meer own of place than the dress.
"Our queen sister accepted your challenge," the girl growled through a clenched...
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