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posted by InfinityYJ
OOC: As toi can see, I need a title... The plot type thing is at the bottom. Read away, and tell me if I should continue ou not!

Thirteen Years Ago.

In a circus trailer shrouded par the forests of Romania, a mother and father cradled two children in their arms. John cooed softly to the baby girl in his arms, while Mary rocked the boy.
A sharp rap on the trailer door made both parents look at each other in terror, then to their daughter, sleeping soundly. “Hide her,” Mary hissed desperately. “Quickly!”
John rushed to the bedroom and sat on the bed, wrapping the baby in blankets until only her face was showing. He placed her gently in the lit de bébé at the end of the lit and snuck out quietly but quickly. As soon as he sat suivant to his wife and started playing with his newborn son’s nose, the door crashed open and two strangers came in. One was shorter than the other, and both their faces were covered in shadows.
“Where’s the child?” the taller one said, his voice low and grave.
Mary stood, looked at John who nodded softly, and then turned to present the baby to the taller man. She then pulled back and sat with John, who placed his hands on her shoulders as tears shone in her eyes.
The man inspected the baby’s face and allowed the newborn to grip his finger, nodding. “His name is Richard. No powers for this one, but he will be donné the gift of perfect aim.”
John squeezed Mary’s shoulder reassuringly. “And.. the other name?”
The shorter stranger looked at the child’s dark hair. “Nightwing. District 11.”
Mary sighed, taking the baby from the taller one’s arms. “Th-thank you,” she whispered, unsure of herself.
The men nodded once to both of them and placed two black escrima sticks on the cuisine table. “His signal receiver.”
They went to head out the door while John warily inspected the sticks from afar. A sudden cooing emitted from the back, freezing all the adults. John laughed nervously. “He, uh, just woke up.”
The men turned and looked at Richard until another sound occurred. The baby boy was still sound asleep. Raising an eyebrow at John, they headed towards the bedroom as Mary broke into tears. “Please,” John pleaded helplessly. “Please, don’t!”
The short man brought the small bundle, looking down at the small girl. “Another?” he asked quietly, not mad, but not pleased either.
“We didn’t know she was coming, and toi a dit our child... She doesn’t have to be in the games... please, don’t make her go! Isn’t our son enough for you?” Mary cried.
The two men looked at the woman, then down at the small bundle, whose blue eyes were bright and wide as she continued to coo cutely.
“Her name will--”
No!” the parents shouted, making Richard wake up and cry, but the men continued on.
“It will be Kyra. We are giving her powers of flight, fire, disguise and mind. The skill of song and aim are donné as well.”
Mary looked at her daughter, finally giving up, knowing it was too late. “What else?” she choked out.
“Phoenix, District--”
The two men stopped, staring at each other. They’d already filled up the games. Where would this one go? Then, the taller man took a part of the baby’s bangs and ran it between his thumb and forefinger.The strands shone a brilliant gold, then dulled slightly, becoming plus natural blonde gold.
The short man looked directly into John’s eyes, and for a seconde the father swore he saw a flash of red. “District 13.”
Mary sobbed out when she realized that they hadn’t even needed her daughter in the games. John took the small girl in his arms sadly, looking down at the golden streak that was in Kyra’s hair.
A small or chain wrapped itself around the baby’s neck, ending in a small locket heart. The strangers left without another word, leaving the two future tributes and devastated parents in their wake.


Here’s the actual type of ‘plot.’
The games are worldwide instead of in one arena, because the entire world is the arena. There are three gamemakers: one in heaven, one in hell, one on Earth. The two that visited Mary and John are from heaven and hell.
Every 25 years, 12 names are called of 12 different cities and of different couples in that city. The suivant child of that city will participate in the world games. They are donné skills and/or powers par the gamemaker, as well as a District and ‘signal receiver.’ The games, however, do not begin until the youngest player comes of age (13).
At that time, a signal is sent out over the world that makes the receivers light up. The participants then get a text ou email from an unknown number that says what cities are which districts, and the other participants’ names. They do not get any idea of what the other participants look like ou where they live, etc.
The players must race to each other to kill each other. The longer they take, however, the plus things go wrong in the world. For example, if it takes plus than 5 days for Kyra to find someone to kill in another district close to her, then a aléatoire volcan will grow in Gotham and ruin it. Or, a snow storm will hit Tampa in the middle of June.
The signal receivers glow every time toi kill someone, but toi have no idea if there are any people left in the game ou where they are. The only way to know is if toi are the last person left. Then a voice will tell toi you’ve won, and toi can continue on with life.
So, yeah! A forum will be up tomorrow if toi want your OC in it. It’ll ask which District toi want. Careful, some may already be taken, because it’s one girl and one boy per district. So, yay!
Oh, and help with the title? Pwease?
posted by The_Writer
Backstage

((NOTE: This takes place in an Alternate Universe))



Sam looked at the puffy pants with disgust. He had been quick and happy to agree to do something silly for a kid's charity concert. If he had known that he would be doing the classic song "Can't Touch This" in the original musique video's format, he would've suddenly become very ill. 

He adjusted the pants one plus time when he heard the door squeak open. He turned to see Becca walk through the door.

"Becca!" Sam hissed. "What are toi doing here?!"

"Look, if you're doing something ridiculous, I'm gonna be here." The ebony replied.

"I thought...
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posted by ThirteenYJ
Delanni Pier
7:56 p.m.

Tara lowered herself onto the sand, looking out to the sea and it's cresting waves. Kicking off her sandals, she wiggled her toes freely.
She was glad she had changed into her civvies after a session of training. It hadn't been her intention to come out here to the beach, but her legs had carried her here nonetheless.
Now, looking around at the empty plage in her tank-top and shorts, Tara enjoyed the momentary silence, accompanied par nothing plus than the cry of gulls and the slapping of waves as they greeted the surface. Feeling security in the solitude, she lifted her...
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posted by AislingYJ
Finally got the inspiration to write it!!!!!!!! Once again, all précédant parts are in my favorites. xD
“Why don’t toi ask my friends--your friends--about that?”
The three kids looked first to the woman’s still body, then to each other, and up to the crowd of Leaguers that had surrounded them. Confusion and disbelief clouded their faces, quickly fading to anger as the meaning of the fallen villain's words registered with them. Chandler was the first to react; his cornflower-blue eyes widened, then narrowed as he gritted his teeth. Without warning, he let out a strangled cry and lunged...
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Yup. I'm posting early, so I can give myself some time to finish the suivant few parts over Thanksgiving Break. Also... I just want toi to have some Kyric fluff.
This story occurs around the end of November/December 1st, which, according to the YJ comics, is Robin's birthday, therefore making it Fin's biological birthday. :3 Yup... Enjoy!


Watching from an opposite rooftop, a smile graced a pair of crimson painted lips. “She’s too vulnerable like this. Untrusting.”
“So what are toi going to do about it?”
“I’ve heard she wants to do this all on her own.”
“And...”
The first girl’s...
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posted by SilverWings13
The final cloche, bell chimed, signaling the teenagers' realease from their prison of education. The students burst through the doors of Gotham Academy and streamed into the court-yard. They filed into the waiting limousines and Bentleys. Every one wore the same blue-yellow stripe ties, dark navy blazers, dress shoes, bleached white shirts, and finely pressed trousers- plaid skirts for the girls, caki pants for the boys. They also acted the same: texting on their iPhones, chatting in groups and cliques; jouer la comédie like average teenage kids.
Amidst the swarm wandered a single girl, his target. From his...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
What would toi do,


The two heros stood on the roof of the building.The sun was hidden away par thick, gray clouds. Thunder sounded, like Drums of War.
"You think your purpose in life is to sacrifice yourself and get nothing in return." He started. "You think there's no purpose to anything. Even the lives toi save, its just another page of nothingness to you!" Ciel almost shouted.

If the Earth was crumpling,

"That's why I was born. I was created to save us all." She said, black hair hanging over one of her émeraude eyes.

Right before your eyes?

The young man clenched his fists, his lower lip trembling....
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posted by The_Writer
Interrogation Scene



Stalin yelled as electricity arched through his body. He shook, his body rattled, smoke rose from his weak shell. Revenge walked up to him, control in hand.

"How did toi get control of my bridges? My weapons? The launch codes for the American missiles? How?!"

Stalin was breathing heavily, his tongue was lead in his mouth. He took a full sixty secondes to start speaking.

"I will never reveal my secrets."

"But in Soviet Russia," Revenge replied in an excellent Russian accent, "Secrets will reveal you."

Stalin glared. 

"There was a man named Joseph in Russia." Revenge said, walking...
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66 Dragon Animations Presents…
In Association with DC Comics


The New York City Police Chief walked up to the microphone stand and tapped it, making sure the microphones worked. This was perhaps the most important moment in his life. New York was about to be delivered one of the most shocking messages it had ever heard.

“Ladies and Gentlemen of the Press.” Draxx took another deep breath to steady himself. “At exactly fifteen hundred hours yesterday, an incident occurred off of mur Street. As toi all know, it is my job to keep the citizens of New York City sûr, sans danger no matter the cost against...
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WARNING: The following excerpt may contain medium to high acts of sexual desire and lust. If this is too graphic, ou the subject area makes toi uncomfortable, DO NOT PROCEED!!!

A/N: If this is too graphic for y'all, lemme know and I'll change some things. Thank toi and enjoy!




Barbara placed the slide Sam had donné her into a special part of the computer and waited. She groaned, wiping the sweat from her face again.

"Jesus it's hot in here." she exclaimed, pulling her tank-top off and tossing it on the floor. The only thing the red-head had on underneath was a gym-top which didn't cover much more...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
 Tarrant Hero
Tarrant Hero
Name: Dariyn Swift
Alias: Tarrant
Age: 16
Powers/skills:-Creates optical illusions
-master of hypnotism and mind control
-hand to hand combat
Past: Dariyn grew up in a wealthy family as well, along with Hikaru and Kaoru. Dariyn was sitting at his bureau doing his school work, when his maid entered the room, and noticed a slight change of attitude in her and decided to make some arrangements to it with his powers. Dariyn met Jaime and the Eden twins while attending school.
Others: -People refer to him as the "Mad Hatter" because of his costume.
-Keeps cards in his hat.
-Occasionally uses his powers to get what he wants.
-Has flirtatious attitude as Hikaru and Kaoru.
 Daryin civvies
Daryin civvies
posted by RichiYJ
Yup. It's a one-shot about Richi. Enjoy.




November 7th.....It was that time of an again. I stared at the horizon as the sun gently climbed up, spilling its rays across the forest Higher and higher it went, until it finally rose to the spot at which everyone sees it at as they climb out of their beds. Sighing, I leaped down from the tree, and landed on the cold ground with a soft thud.

I walked slowly to the forest's edge, mentally creating a shopping liste of the items I need from the market, when an Arrow zoomed so close to my face, it cut me as it flew past me and embedded itself in the trunk...
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Endgame Enable

(Part 2)

Previously on Red Revenge…

"Blue Beetle, rapporter to mission room immediately."

Batman walked in and pulled up the necessary files. Beetle walked in.

"You're Friends with Red Revenge, correct?" Batman asked.

"Well, plus like acquaintances." Beetle started, but Batman cut him off."

"Good enough. Revenge claims he is faking his death to make the Light egotistical so we can cut him down. I don't believe it. I need toi to track him."

Holly walked into the bedroom and started taking off her green dress covered with a black coat. "You know, we still have to wait on Rose before we...
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posted by Red-Revenge
Betrayal

(Part 2)

New York City

June 14, 23:09 EST

Batman placed a firm kick on the door and it fell in. Superman and Flash quickly scoured the penthouse while Batman walked into the living room. He bent down on the floor and rubbed his fingers.

"Superman! Flash!"

The two sped into the room and looked at Batman.

"This way." The Dark Knight said, standing up and following the trail of blood down the stairs. It led to a storage closet and just ended. Batman threw open the door and looked inside. Nothing but a mop and broom.

"Damn it!" he exclaimed.

"Nightwing to Batman. I've found Revenge."

"Where?!"

"In...
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Manhunt

(Part 3)

Previously on Red Revenge...



"Batman, my detective the Question. Question, this-"

"We've met." question said.

"Ah." Flash said. "So toi know him Batman?"

"Too well." the Dark Knight growled.

"Hey!" Sam exclaimed. The thief ran out into the hallway and was heading towards the doors when Sam grabbed him and slammed him into the wall. He snatched the bourse, sac à main away. Sam ripped down the man's capuche, hotte and turned him around. He froze when he saw the man's face.

"It can't be." Sam said, stumbling away from the thief. "You-you're dead. I saw you-"

"Thank you-Sam? Sam? Are toi okay? toi look like...
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posted by Red-Revenge
Jolt

Revenge stood on the corner of a skyscraper. The night had been uneventful so far. émeraude was at the base trying to track down Dealer. Surprisingly, Reaper had not escaped prison yet. It surprised Red Revenge. Although Reaper had murdered his father, the man didn't know Red Revenge was Samuel Grant. His arrival always complicated things.

Revenge sighed. The last time he had faced Reaper was two years ago. It had been a small battle, hadn't even made the news. Reaper had escaped and Revenge had caught him and thrown him back. It was Page 3 in the Local section if memory served.

Red Revenge's...
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[A/N] Um....hello. I'm new to the club. The reason I'm doing this mostly is because one of my good IRL friends, who toi know as SilverWings13 / SilverWingsYJ, kind of....well....persuaded me to do this to RP. She can be very convincing at times. I mean, she's the reason I even got into Young Justice, which is one of my few favori shows.

Anyway, here it is. Oh, if this is similar to someone else's OC, then I apologize. If toi want, I'll take this down and we never have to speak of this again, 'cause I'm that type of person :P.

Name: Richi Devilin

Alias: Hell Apostle

Age: 16

Skin Color: Almost peach,...
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posted by The_Writer
NEW OCs!!!!



Name: Alexa Veda
Code Name: N/E
Race: Caucasian
Age: 16
Hair/Eye Color: Black/Blue
Height/Weight: 5' 4"/121 lb.
Civilian Clothes: Black tank-top/ dark jeans, veste ou black mini skirt, midnight blue top.
Hero Uniform: tatouages on face glow white when willed ou powers are in use to disguise Identity. Dark blue, form-fitting, sleeveless dress that reaches knees. Hair Band.
Superpowers: Control over mystical arts, specifically water and air. feu if powers stretched. Scout of The Gang



Name: John Delegos
Code Name: Hammer
Race: African
Age: 18
Hair/Eye Color: Black/Black
Height/Weight: 6' 3"/257 lb....
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Milton Khaners

Alias: Conscience

Age: 15

Appearance: he has kind of curly and wavy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.

Powers/Skills: he has the ability to read others problems and feelings and can talk to people in their minds helping them out, hes basically like your conscience and like a fortune cookie XD. Hes a very good conseil giver.

Civvies: he wears beige cargo pants and a green sweater with a snapback hat.

Personality: he is a very quiet and shy person ( especially around girls ) he is plus on a bit of the nerdy side and smart side.

Past: unknown.
posted by XxKFforeverXx
Yes, I did base him off Angel beats. No, he isn't the same, just looks and personality!

Name: Hinata Kennedy :3
Alias: Hinata
Age: 18
Powers/Skills: -Posses a bit of magic, whenever he says "Godskill lvl 1,2,3,4 ou 5" some sword ou bostaff, will appear in his hands.
-Sword fighting
Weakness: He has his physical limits.
Past: Hinata grew up a happy and healthy child, but that all changed at the age of 5. Hinata went through a untreated case of untreated rheumatic fever, resulting in two of his aortic valves to stop working. Soon after, Hinata had to have surgery to recieve two metal aortic valves,...
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posted by Mclovin_69
 Bentleys dad
Bentleys dad
" I wanna be drunk when i wake up on the right side of the wrong lit and evet excuse i made up ,tell toi the truth that i get hate what didnt kill me it never made me stronger at all "

He rolled over opening up his blue eyes that were mopped underneath black hair, he sat up looking around the room knowing he was now in an empty lit alone, like he had been for years. He was hoping this cœur, coeur ache would make him stronger but it only made him feel worse. He scratched the black rubble on his chin as he looked at the mur of his room as empty bière cans were filled on his nightstands. He blinked a...
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