Tara and Alek

I already introduced her, but since I'm pretty sure no one actually read her bio the first time, here we go again!!! I'm gonna start RPing with her now, for reasons.
Name: Carmen Vidal
Alias: Moanna
Occupation: Hero
Age: immortal but looks 16
Appearance: about 5’6”, slender, lightly tanned skin, short wavy brown hair about shoulder length, dark brown eyes, Hispanic
Personality: sassy, sarcastic, rebellious, headstrong, friendly, bitchy to anyone she doesn’t like, really nice inside even though she’s super sassy, outgoing, confident
Civvies: She usually wears old fashioned clothing; dresses,...

Skylar, Nightwing, Twan, Superboy, M’gann, and Silverwings stepped into the white corridor . They looked around, poised for an ambush of any kind of assault awaiting them. “Whoa. Guys come ‘ere. Look at this!’ Nightwing zei as he noticed the picture frames. “They look so lifelike.” zei Superboy. “Its says H25 under this one,” Silver replied, “is that the name of the painting of what?” Nightwing shrugged, “I don’t know. But whoever this guy is has some weird stuff in here.” Megan flinched suddenly, “Nightwing, I don’t think that these are…”
“SKYLAR! Nightwing!”...

She pulled against her restraints, unable to see with the visor on her. She could hear voices and then a growl. She gulped at how close and hungry it sounded. Things weren't good. Not good at all. The sounds faded momentarily. Then a loud thump sounded along with several screams. She struggled more, wanting to be free. Crashes sounded and meer screams. The visor was removed from her eyes and she looked at Becca's smiling face.
“Let's get u out.”
“Becca? What's happening?”
“Cat's gone wild. We have to go.”
Becca unlocked one of the restraints. But a whip wrapped around her and pulled...

A Few Notes (And a Rant) About Me


I know most of u are thinking: "The conceited little brat! He's making an artikel about himself! How selfish!"

But before u assume and make an ezel out of u and me (look at the word assume), lemme have my say. This rant is so that people can get to know what I believe in and what type of person I am before they decide to be my "friend". This isn't a "everyone is my friend cause I like everyone" list. This, in fact, could be used to push people away, but it's all in your viewpoint.

Now, without further ado:


 I am an American. A proud one too. I believe in...

Yes. I'm evil.




She stared at him, speechless. He came close to her and took her hands.
“It's okay Kitten. Relax.”
“H-how can this be? I killed you.”
“No.”
She shook her head and stepped backwards, reclaiming her hands.
“No. This...this isn't right!”
“Cat-”
“No! u aren't Alex!”
“Don't be so sure little Kitten.”
“Alex died!”
He stepped closer and she scratched him. He screamed and glared at her.
“You mess with a force u can't handle, Kitten!”
“Stop! u aren't Alex! Only Alex can call me that!”
The form flickered and Teague stood before her. Cat tried to run, but...

Explanations One-Shot
(Inbetween Final Battle at the School and Wally's arrival in the Cave in Chapter 15)


Artemis closed the book and laid her head on it, drifting off to sleep. She hated Biology. The two things she hated meer were biology tests and late-night cramming for biology tests.

Artemis was almost asleep when the phone rang. She cracked open one eye to look at the clock. It was around one o'clock in the morning. She groaned and sat up, heading over to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" she asked sleepily.

"Artemis!"

"Holly? What are u doing calling at one in the morning?"

"Oops! I didn't wake...