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posted by Robin_Love
Name: Felicia the ArchAngel
Alias: The ArchAngel
Occupation: The ArchAngel of Heaven
Powers: Felicia has the gift of invulnerability. She can also stop any opponent with her goud sword. Her wings are impenetrable and she can also control the weather.
History: Felicia was the first Angel made and, therefore, rules over all the others. She is charged door knowing all her Angels. Felicia has two helper Angels who attend to her and her commands. Because she is the ArchAngel, Felicia has been targeted many times. She keeps herself, and a majority of the Angels, hidden where no one can find them except other Angels. Felicia has lost many of those close to her because of her position. Felicia has led her Angels into battles when she sees it is fit. She has also commanded several Angels to leaders of the different Angel “groups”. Felicia herself is in charge of every Angel, no matter the history. She also sees over the Cherubs and keeps an eye on the lost Angels of Cherubs, though she interferes when the time is right. Felicia holds knowledge of every prophecy and destiny of all her Angels.
Notes: Felicia is soft-spoken, but demanding. She thinks through every angle and aspect of every request of mission. If u interrupt her, u better apologize quickly. Felicia does not tolerate inappropriate behavior of any form of blasphemy in her presence. Felicia's two attendants travel with her when she travels until they are dismissed door her word. Felicia is the one who assigns every mission to every Angel. Behind her commanding stature, Felicia is a sweetheart and is always amused with human reactions. Felicia goes door her titel until she allows someone to call her door name.
 Felicia the ArchAngel
Felicia the ArchAngel
posted by CoaxochYJ
Cuz I thought it would be fun! 35 stinkin ways!





1. Poke her in between her wings, then run away cackling maniacily.

2. Hug her, then say "Oops, I thought u were someone else." then walk away.

3. Take away her teddy.

4. Take away her over-sized sweashirt.

5. Say she looks an awful lot like Brittany Spears with her blonde hair.

6. Rub her stomach, then say "Ooooooh!"

7. Dye her hair. She will kill you. Period.

8. When she is sleeping, write tomorrow's datum on the back of her neck with sharpie, then point it out later.

9. Poke Devin, then Fang, then her, then say "Looks like Darth Vader had kids..."...
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posted by Obscurity98
((random thing. it just came to me in Spanish class so here it is...has nothing to do with anything soooo...its kinda just thrown out there...hope u like anyway))

Harley hands pumped Ciel's chest. She couldn't see his face through the tears, and whispering out, "Ciel..some one baby dont die! Wake up..please..please wake up Ciel.." His chest did not rise nor fall. Harley cried and put her head to his. Face to face, she whispered in a shakely, "oh Ciel i'm so sorry, this is all my fault..and now...now u dead..." She pressed her lips to his his quickly and mouthed, "I'm so sorry."

She cried in...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Well, everybody's got a story to tell

Nudge walked towards the edge of the building, staring at the halsketting, ketting that hung around her neck.

And everybody's got a wound to be healed

"Some brother u are......." Nudge pulled the halsketting, ketting off and stood on the edge of the building. The wind blew her hair around the front of her face. Nudge stared over the streets of Gotham.
I want to believe there's beauty here

"Gotham isn't bad, just misunderstood....Exactly like me...." Nudge looked down at the civilians who had gathered around under the building. She could her the screams and yelling of the girl was...
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*Giggle* Sorry Writer, I had too!






"Okay! Places everyone, chop chop!" The Director said(this time, its a real director, not the creepy lady.) clapping her hands, holding a script in between her torso and arm.
"And in 5...4...3...2..." Lights flashed on, I was in the middle of a small kitchen, standing over a small counter, with a blender, brand extinguisher, a bag of nails, and a stack of balonga. I had a motorcycle helmet, and on schort on.
"Herro people!" I said, waving, inside of the cycle helm I was smiling, the glass wasnt tinted, so u could see my face.
"Okay, so u see here, a stack...
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 Random pic!
Random pic!
This artikel has been in my Drafts section for TOOOO long.
To keep note this is what I originally wanted Shadow to be when I first got introduced to this "OC club thingy". But since I thought about the character I thought it was just "Not modern".
I don't know if this should be made into a different person of what, your choice. (write in commentaren please!)
I just wanted u to see it 'cause from memory, it took me AGES to make her.
Note: ^ I just added that now. Down is the bio.

Name: Maria Kyle

Code Name: Black Phantom

Other Aliases: Sakura, Cheery (Only in civilian life)

Age: 13

Occupation: Ninja/Hero/Orphan...
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It was a crisp fall dag in the city of Melbourne, and a 2 yr old girl was perched on a red wooden stoel, kruk in front of the huge glass window. Watching the bustling city, cars and stinky drivers, hotels filled with taxi cars and malls bursting with a large amount of shoppers. She wasn't so far up in the apartment, hardly on the seconde floor so she was able to see most things, her hands greedily moving up the window, wishing to go outside.
Her eyes followed traces of flying autumn leaves, rustling in the wind and dancing in the sky.
A big black busje, van gave a big abrupt stop on the side of a jewellers...
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Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...
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Timeline: 3 years in the future...

“Cʼmon, cʼmon, cʼmon,” Aryess muttered.
“Patience, kiddo,” Nic zei through the communication unit in her ear.
“Itʼs freezing up here!” She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to gain warmth.
“What did u expect? Youʼre 102 stories up and itʼs the middle of the bloody winter.”
“Oh.. yeah.” The teenager tried to focus on the spectacular view from the top, boven of Empire State Building. The city lights were a dazzling light toon of yellow, red, blue, white. She was grateful for the full head mask that tucked her long fair hair away and kept...
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posted by BentleyYJ
Interviewrer : hallo so this week I'm interviewing one of gothams most mysterious ( cheeks redden a bit and says idiotically in love ) and one of the biggest hart-, hart throbs Bentley Thompson I mean uh nice ( cheeks redden more)

Mclovin: he has a girlfriend u know....Ughhh don't think silver will let u flirt with her man...

Bentley: hart-, hart throb?...( looks at both of u confused)

Interviewer: so Bentley whats your favoriete colour?

Bentley: umm.... ( shrugs) well I guess black I dunno

Interviewer: yeah black suits you....( stares at u lovingly)

Bentley: ( looks at u confused ) I have a girlfriend...
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He slipped his hands into his jas pockets to keep the cold from biting his hands and finger tips, he breathed out a sigh and his breath turned into frost. He hated people who complained about their lives when really they has notihng to complain about , he sure as hell didnt. He had basically everything a kid needed, a roof over his head, a some sort of family, and enough money door playing gitaar out on the straat just being able to pay months rent, if he had nothing to complain about why should anyone else. His grey eyes scanned the ground ahead of him, just almost three years geleden his mom left...
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posted by AislingYJ
Before I unleash Hayden onto the world of RP (it should happen probably later tonight of tomorrow) there was one change I wanted to make to his bio. I didn't really wanna re-post the whole bio, so the only change is involving his personality.

He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.

Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
posted by InfinityYJ
Brennan broke off the call with the team, turning to Joker. “Make it believable. We want them to think that’s actually her.”
The madman grinned. “I’ll do my very worst!”
Brennan rolled his eyes and walked out. “Idiot,” he muttered, walking out to another room. “Good thing I have that program.. incredible likeness to the real thing.”
~/:::::~
Fin woke up to an indescribably strange situation. She sat in a large chair, one that towered over nearly the whole room. The room itself had little to no light, shadows dancing on the edges of the walls. She tugged at her arms, and found...
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The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
-----------------------------*

“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.

“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.

“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.

“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”

The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”

Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.

“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.

Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.

“There’s a mol on the Team.”

“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.

“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”

The Justice League was startled. “Who?”

“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
posted by InfinityYJ
M’gann switched the T.V. off after awhile, going back to the koekjes, cookies she’d left. Kaldur had gone back to Atlantis, while Nathan had convinced Wally into a game of air hockey. Artemis was chatting up with the teenage martian in the keuken-, keuken about the teens they’d all just seen. M’gann couldn’t seem to stop gushing about the girls’ dresses, while Artemis was finding parts of the interviews to criticize, whether it be Dick’s jas hem of Danna’s hairstyle.
Robin had gone down the hall to check out if Delta was ready to go home pagina yet, considering they had a fundraiser to go to that...
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posted by AislingYJ
 Matrix 'Stume
Matrix 'Stume
PLEASE don’t kill me. Since I basically deleted all my OCs except Aisling (the Castaways might eventually get an article..you never know) and Jackson’s gone, I wanted a RP-ing guy. So..um...here.
Name: Hayden Smythe
Hero Name: Matrix
Age: 16
Appearance: about 6’1”, muscular build, slightly tan skin, shaggy dirty blonde/light brown hair, blue-gray eyes
Civvies: See pic
‘Stume: Basically his civvies, but slightly modified (see pic)
Personality: quiet, down-to-earth, hostile at first, hot-tempered, has some trust issues, tough outer shell, a good liar, mysterious, rebellious
Powers: none
Skills: deception and manipulation, escape artist, lock picking, hacking, escaping from things, etc.
Weapons: mostly martial arts, but he’ll use whatever he can get his hands on, handy with tools
Bio: Hayden refuses to reveal his past. ((Mostly cuz I really don’t wanna figure it out right now..it’ll come. Eventually.))
 Hayden civvies (ignore the hair spikiness)
Hayden civvies (ignore the hair spikiness)
 Random Hayden!
Random Hayden!
posted by SilverWings13
"15 minutes" a voice crackled through the speakers mounted in the corners of the arena.
"Damn it!" Aryess exclaimed. She threw back her kap to allow the cool air conditioning to cool the sweat sliding down her face.
"Your rate is fine," Emily zei through the speakers from the viewing room above.
"You matched mine," Alek muttered barely loud enough for her to hear through the sound waves.
The teenager standing in the center of the arena glanced up to the long window above. The four other members stood above, all wearing similar and completely different expressions.
Emily tried to give the younger...
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posted by InfinityYJ
BAH... Another one-shot... Fluff, kinda to get the oblivious people meer aware of this.. :D
I hope I nailed Epsilon right. *shrug* oh well.


Fin stumbled back, running into another form behind her. She didn’t have to glance back to see who it was she’d run into. “You doin’ alright, Ep?”
“Fine,” the shifter grinned, smacking another guard away. “You have quite a history with these guys.”
“Eyup. I hate them, they hate me. Feelings are mutual between us.” She lit her hands on brand and blasted a couple of them away. “But these guys.. they seem different. They’re better fighters...
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posted by InfinityYJ
BAH. I'm working on Living Remains, I swear, but I was pressured into posting this.
Rated PG-13 for gore and over-description.
Kind of AU-ish, where Nathan Stone is real and not Ryan Zucco, but not dating Fin. At all. :D


The linoleum tiles were splattered with a crimson liquid, and Dick could've sworn it was taunting him. Some of it was just random splashes of coppery scented color against the pale walls, most of it was in patterns and words. Widened grins of a crazed madman were prominent, Bruce noted dutifully, but some were crude letters scribbled with a finger. Among these were "help," "pain,"...
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posted by FangYJ
PAIN. 
               That's all Fang felt when he opened his eyes to blinding lights. He shifted around, noticing the cuts that were across his face, including the one that stretched from his left eye and the way down past his lips. His hair was stuck together in the back from all the blood. Fang coughed and wincing from feeling his newly cracked ribs, he looked to the right staring at a IV drip that was in his arm.
"Nyah, wha?" Fang managed to croak out.
"Don't strain yourself." A woman in a labcoat re-adjusted the restraint around Fangs wrist. 
"School..."
"No no dearie. You're in Dr....
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posted by SilverWings13
Declan stood in place, panting from the exertion. Feeling the adrenaline drain from his vein. The men remained unconscious and unmoving.
Though it had left him with a black eye and several bruises, Declan knew the fight had been too easy.
The floor beneath his feet shuddered slightly and shifted as the train made a turn, pulling Declan from his collective trance.
Every passenger was solemnly silent, even the baby. They gave him fearful looks. But another emotion glinted there. Accusation. He had beat these men. Declan realized it did not matter to them that the thugs had come after him with every...
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