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posted by ScarletYJ
This article is based off a fight me and my younger brother had, please don't flame as some of the things a dit are very personal

There will be swearing just warning toi now
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I was sitting at the cuisine table, tableau 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 the owner.
"Took toi long enough" I a dit a little plus snidely than I expected. I could see Keith shoot a glare my way and before he could respond I held my hand up, the universal sibling sign of 'I don't wanna hear what toi have to say.'

"Why are toi such a frigin cul, ass hole!" I shouted angrily, he had finally done it he had crossed the line and there was no way on hell I was gonna let him get away with this.
"At least I sound like an idiot with no self-esteem!"
"You really think I care what toi say, you're just like everyone else in the world selfish, idiotic, asses!"
I was beyond mad now I gave my Keith the death glare and he shot one right back.
"Well I can't believe toi had a crush on Ty, him and his mom are both crazy" my brother spat out the words, venom lacing his voice.
"They're not crazy! toi know nothing about them toi fucking twit!"
"I heard what happened that day!"
"No toi didn't, no one did!"
Now I knew that Keith was being a frigin nosy cul, ass during my private conversations with our father. I laughed internally as Keith seemed to lose his steam after I had proved him wrong.
"Well toi know what you're just like Naomi!!" he spat venomously smirking as my eyes widen momentarily then settled back into a deadly glare. I could feel the tears welling up as horrible memories of the past began to surface again.
"I'm nothing like that narcissistic bitch!" I screamed tears falling from my eyes, I cussed internally as I felt like a weakling letting my tears fall in front of this pathetic, gun obsessed brother of mine.
"You are completely like her toi fucking prick!" That was it he had a dit it now, I finally snapped with tears flowing from my eyes I a dit what I had been holding back for so long.
"You know nothing about me and neither do mother ou father, I can't trust any of you!"
"You can trust Anna"
"Yeah I can trust my Friends not my family cause toi all don't understand anything and toi never will" The tears wouldn't stop, as my brother left to explore the basement I picked up my bag and headed to the closest zeta. I ran into the cave and into my room slamming the door shut, I knew no one would care to come and find out what was wrong. I fell onto my lit crying into my pillow.
"Dammit!" I screamed, all the feelings that had been locked away had finally came out.
'Smooth Scarlet, real smooth' I thought as I sat in the comforting sanctum I had found in the lonliness of my room.

This is AU as the relationship between Scarlet, her mother, her father, and her brother are the same as my relationship with my family
posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tristan West!
Reason ou 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, tortue speed.
Your Ambition for the Future: I haven't donné it...
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posted by Robin_Love
The darkness was pierced par 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, toi 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 ou meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going par 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 par 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 cœur, coeur 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. toi 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 plus 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, rue 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 a dit from the chair, smiling before standing and making his way over to the chair. "How toi 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 toi out." Fang gave his brother an annoyed look before sighing. "How long?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at Chris. "Give ou 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 montrer 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 toi shouldn't be out here alone." traverser, croix 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. toi 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 toi out here?" she asks,
"I could ask toi the same thing. Shouldn't toi 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 toi 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 toi that, over a century ago."
"Then what the HELL are toi 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 posté elsewhere, and added a few elements from the website Eclipse gave us, so here ya go.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Fang, all toi need to know.
Reason ou 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 toi 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 pistolets 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 robe bellowed pale cloth over freckled arms, tightened her hips in an amber corset, draped or 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 or eyes was even plus own of place than the dress.
"Our Queen sister accepted your challenge," the girl growled through a clenched...
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posted by Robin_Love
Just something I wrote on a whim. Sil, don't feel like toi have to write a response to this. That's only if toi think toi may want to. Again, it doesn't really relate to her feelings now. plus like the past of a few months ago. Hope toi enjoy!!!




She sat facing the window, her back supported par the piece of mur there. The pane had been opened and a fresh breeze came in, entering her lungs and filling her with a strong sense of life. The jour was warm with a cool breeze that came by, shaking the leaves together in their trees to applaud the sun on it's performance of dawning. Many people passed...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING: Every article regarding Scotty's past is completely void unless they are reposted with updated information. Thanks!




Name: Scott Nathaniel Clancy, ou “Scotty”
Alias: White Lightning
Occupation: Hero
Age: 19
Appearance: Scotty's stature is around 6'1, earning him a muscular, but lanky status. His snow white hair hangs around his face, the bangs over his face are shorter above his eyes, but meet at a point between them. Despite being able to control weather, Scotty is quite pale. Every now and then he'll dress in dark clothing, but is usually found in flannels and...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Tara with glasses
Tara with glasses
Okay this is another updated bio. I have only a few plus after this (remember it doesn't include the Resistance form ou the Outsiders team). Along with other news, Dylan's personal story series, Journey, is cancelled. I have a new story in mind that makes plus sense to the timelines I've written and I will be starting that soon. If toi haven't read Dylan's bio, his character update is posté so please read and enjoy guys! <3



Name: Tara (pronounced Terra) Almaraz
Alias: Midnight
Occupation: Minor, hero
Powers: acrobatics, agility, speed, flexibility, force fields, weapons, handcuffs
History: Tara...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Alix "Alice" Penn
Alix "Alice" Penn
So..duh, I'm updating characters. I'm only posting the ones that will be used plus than 85% of the time. So I'm cutting out a good amount of them....BUT I will post bios if I add a cut-out oc to a story so toi at least know who they are. Oh and the Outsiders team and those in the Resistance league are not included in these updates. I'll do those separately ou one-shot it ou something. But you'll still see those two groups. So don't panic.


Name: Joan
Appearance: brown hair and dark eyes
Alias: Arc
Occupation: Hero
Skills/talents: Sword play, combat, agility, can handle extreme situations
History:...
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posted by DiscordYJ
((Idk what I'm doing, but I'm doing something and I'm going with it.))

"Run."

The word was a shotgun blast to a stained glass window that stood tall above the ceremonial hymnals sang below. It was as if the shards rained down and stuck into those holy notes pinning to them to ground like a crucifixion. But here not even God could save them. No power was strong enough to wipe away the blood, sweat, tears, and death that clung to them like the plague--festering and leaking with pain and suffering, hoping to be coddled par the affection of someone that would only be killed hours later. Nothing could...
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posted by godmor
( yes the titre is a play of words on the saing, Don't poke the bear.)

The Shepard house 20:00 (8:00 pm).
Twan stood infrond of the frond door, about to pull his keys from his pocet when he heard a group of people running his direction. He tryd to turn around and look who it were.
But as he turn he felt a sharp pain in his back, unable to tun in time the group came closer, as they reached him he felt the same pian al over his back, he recognized it as the feeling of knives plummeting in his back, he tried to ficht them of, he drew his pistol and fired a few shots, He felt his legs becoming weaker,...
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