Batgirl

I think meer than one person is reading this now. u GUYS MAKE ME SO HAPPY ILY

Anger had raged and begging had bombarded. Now the room was startlingly silent, as if a twister had ripped through and now the winds had died to nothing. The prince stared at the door as if the girl might come back and try again to change his mind. Her absence took any hope of forfitting the challenge with it.
Aliza remained still as stone while the king silently began to address his wounds. The robes were discarded. They revealed the handy work of Duke's masterpiece of what had once been flawless pale flesh stretched...

The party leapt from their chairs, the advisor and trade miniter’s son taking up posts in front their prince.
A woosh of wind billowed through the entryway. The stench of smoke followed. Hailey screamed as a masked juggernaut in metal armor barged into the dining room hauling a flame thrower. She quickly dunked under the tafel, tabel for cover as flames were dowsed over the walls and floor, making the men jump back. Hailey suddenly heard a scream from the trade minister's son that made her stomach twist. The stench of burning flesh burned her eyes. Her fear pushed her to jump up and make a run to...

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Blaine Wyatt Aldric
Reason of meaning of name: Blaine-Yellow; Wyatt-Brave, Hardy; Aldric-wise ruler
Eye Color: Undefined (I haven't decided)
Hair Style/Color: Red
Height: 6'3"
Clothing Style: Formal
Best Physical Feature: Why does this matter? (His hair)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Loosing
Your Guilty Pleasure: Kisses
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: ...Loosing
Your Ambition for the Future: I wish not to disclose

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: When did I fall asleep?
What u Think About the Most: That's Private
What u Think About Before Bed: Not specific...

Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violet eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...

He's new to u all. But an old idea. He is probably my favoriete just bc I put so much time into him.

Name- Porter DeBlanc

Sexual Orientation- Straight--but super bromantic.

Gender- Male

Nationality/Race- French-Hatian (Creole door the term of my World History Book) Werewolf.

Age- He looks 21. But he's really 147.

Occupation- He worked as a hunter for his werewolf pack, in the sewers of Gotham. As of now, he's currently unemployed.

Appearance- His skin is the color of coffee with the perfect amount of creamer on a cold Saturday morning.
His eyes are golden--he has to tell people he wears contacts.
Freckles...

Well, guess I can't kom bij an RP community without characters, right? Sorry if I break every single rule u have; I don't know all of them yet. (I'm studying.)

Also, I’m sorry about the lack of pictures. I'm drawing these two later and will certainly have a hell of a time finding pictures online, so beer with me.


Plague Rat

Name: Chip Winnipeg

Alias: Plague Rat

Age: 22

Alignment: Neutral.

Appearance: Paler than a gamer's left cheek. Dyed blonde hair (with the roots showing, because some people just suck at hair dye) that stays in a stiff wave above his face. Dull grey eyes with noticeable circles...

Future childs alert! I'm doing this in paragraphs coz.. I fee like it.

Riley Conners Jr., better known as Rye, is 21 years old (GoW timeline). He lived with his adoptive parents link and Declan Conners (Declan is his uncle as well as adoptive father) until he moved out to live on his own in a Manhattan apartment. Though he's only seen him in pictures, Riley has been told that he is the spitting image of his biological father (Daemian Conners-Weston), with his chocolate brown curls, dark rimmed glasses, and blue-grey eyes, but has also inherited a frenzy of freckles and pale skin from his mother...

Name: Perris Lest

Hero Name: none

Age: 15

Appearance: Green eyes, freckles, long wavy ginger hair

Personality: she is very unsure of her capabilities and does not talk much to others about her ideas and instead just does what shes told. She is very self concious of herself and her surroundings.

Powers/Skills: speed teleportation, the power to create an blue energy that creates an electric shock when in contact with an object of being.

Relations: older sister to Jake and Duke, daughter to Willow and Billy.

Civillian wear: jeans, flats, and a flowing tank top.

Others: the energy is a mix of Willows...

((I'm planning to make this 3 parts... depending on my mood))

He watched her. Small strands of her spunky, short blonde hair, waved gently at him as they peered from her red kap and dazzled in the sunlight peeking through the boom tops.

She turned gazing into the trees and he sucked in his breath hoping he'd gone unnoticed. Red eyes blazed at him but the girl quickly turned to the small house and stood at the door.

The boy's blue eyes followed the waves and billows of the red mantel that draped her shoulders and stature perfectly. He'd followed her her, not in door watching her, no, his heart...

CAUTION: READ AT OWN RISK.

She spins and she sways to whatever song plays,
Without a care in the world.

Mel pranced around the room with a smile on her face, the six-year- olds eyes were lit up with happiness. She giggled and Fang looked up from where he was, he smiled and went back to writing. 

And I'm sitting here wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.
It's been a long dag and there's still work to do,
She's pulling at me saying "Dad I need you!

Mel skipped over and leaned over her fathers shoulders. 
"Whatcha doin' Daddy?" Mel rested her chin on his shoulder. 
"Trying to figure some...

When the first song played, it was simple and elegant, but still upbeat. In the state she was in, she couldn’t place exactly what the titel was. Kyra, however, found herself humming to the melody in her mind. In the blank room she’d placed herself in, she closed her eyes and rocked slightly. When she opened her eyes again, she was looking back on a scene that she hadn’t seen for years-- her induction onto the team.
"You are a very good fighter, fast, and strong. I believe that even without your powers u will be able to defeat any obstacles in your way. Just with the proper training....

Get a grip! C'mon! Get angry! Don't let him do this to you!
She repeated it to herself, struggling. But her fear was stronger, he was stronger. He had moved his lips off hers, but she wasn't happy with where they were now. She shivered in disgust and pain as he kissed the soft flesh of her neck. C'mon Cat! Please! It wasn't any good.
She just couldn't get mad. All she felt was fear. Her mind raced, trying to form a plan. Her legs weren't pinned anymore. She slowly slide her leg straight, resting on the cold cement. Then she quickly slammed her knee in between his legs. He growled and released...

He leaned against the birck uithangbord that lined down the alley way, the puddles rippled as the raindrops fell from the sky and smacked its way on the ground. The dark kap pulled over his head created a shadow that covered his upper features, his lips had a slight pout as he listened to the rain around him . “ Early much? “ a voice spoke out, he turned his head and stood up regularly uncrossing his arms and spoke out back “ early? We agreed we would meet here at six “. He sighed “ sorry but the Allpine woods aren’t exactly that close”, he looked at his companion still “ have there...