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posted by InfinityYJ
 With the hair down.
With the hair down.
Sorry about this, these new guys are actually kind of important. It'll make plus sense when Miss Ashy gets up off her lazy bum and writes plus Chasing Shadows... but for now...

Name: Alyssa ‘Lyss’ Blithe Lestrade
Alias: Fortune
Age: 15

Physical Features: 5’11”, 135 lbs, dark brown/black curly hair, grey/blue/green eyes, calloused hands, slightly dirty but rounded out fingernails, small burn on left palm

Civilian Clothing: white button up shirt, electric blue skinny jeans, tannish/khaki overcoat, black heels, hair in bun ou low ponytail, occasionally has lire glasses

Costume: full black bodysuit with green highlights, white overcoat, black heeled boots, hologram gloves, green visor, hair in high ponytail

Abilities: pistolets (usually two handguns, but on occasions she’ll have a shotgun), lock picking, some hacking skills.
*Her main ability is strategy. She’s incredibly smart, usually able to deduct what a person has been doing for the last 15 hours just par a single glance.*

Personality:
    Alyssa’s rather egotistical and a show-off. She’s been told many times par her sisters and a couple of friends, but she’s been aware of this ever since she was younger. As she got older she became plus open and nicer to some people, but otherwise she’s extremely rude and tries her best to stick her nose into other people’s business. There is exactly one week every an where she is nothing but quiet and solemn, refusing to deduct ou smart mouth anyone. No one exactly knows the reason behind this. She’s really stubborn when toi mention her brother, actually, she’s just stubborn in general.
    She gets excited when people bring up hard mysteries, like triple homicides in a locked room ou a kid who was missing for 10 years and there is no trail to follow. She doesn’t exactly understand the importance of holidays, but she doesn’t exactly mind them. When she’s drunk she’s loud and really obnoxious. When she’s bored, she’ll whine for hours on end, occasionally venting her deductions at someone and yelling (or shooting) at the wall.

Background:
    Alyssa’s british, born and raised in Londres until she was 10. She lived with her sister, Sheryl, and her brother, Mike. Sheyrl was once threatened with her husband’s life, so she promised that as long as her husband wasn’t harmed, she would kill herself. Sheryl did so, and Alyssa moved to the U.S. with Mike to avoid ever being threatened again. Three years later Sheryl reappeared, proclaiming herself ‘not dead yet,’ and the family was back together again. However, because of this, Alyssa was struck with hysterical blindness for the three years of her life. She did get over it, and swore never to let anything like that happen again.
    Alyssa was actually a stillborn. The reason she’s still alive is because she was cursed back into existence, shocking her parents, who didn’t know the reason for her sudden revival. Something told her that she had a purpose in life, and when the time came she’d have to ‘rekindle a fire’ in order to ‘keep forever strong.’ She still isn’t exactly sure what that means, but she has a small scar/symbol as a mark of her curse on her left hand.

Notes:
-born left-handed, but taught herself to become ambidextrous because using her left palm sometimes burned
-deathly afraid of hights. When Sheryl jumped, it only made the fear worse
-because of her three blind years, her other senses were heightened slightly. Some people think she has super hearing because of how well she can hear, but it’s nothing compared to Superboy’s
-she plays the violin. Occasionally she composes her own pieces.
-she likes lire poetry, Shakespeare, and The Illiad
-fluent in French, Latin, and Russian
-occasionally listens to rock songs and electronic, but she’s plus prone to indie and classical music
-she learned how to shoot from her uncle, who served some time in the military
-her couteau throwing abilities come from her brother’s bodyguard
-the smarts run in the family
-Tea. TEA. If she’s gone insane, if she’s angry, bored, if she’s shooting off deductions at the speed of sound-- the answer is always good tea. Four sugars, with milk.
 chibi Civvies :D
Chibi Civvies :D
 She was running track?
She was running track?
 Costume (with visor)
Costume (with visor)
 Costume (with overcoat)
Costume (with overcoat)
added by BloodyMascara_
added by InfinityYJ
Source: Tumblr~
Robin sat with Wally playing Video games, ignoring an annoyed Superboy. Who was whisked away from watching his static TV. "Got one! and another! and Here goes another one!" Robin was shouting. "Oh yeah i'll get plus that you, i already did." Wally shouted back. just then the automatic female voice overhead said, "B0-7 Batman, B0-4 Red Arrow. B0-01 Red Hood." Robin's hands froze on the controls. Red Hood? The Red Hood!? the Red Hood's DAUGHTER!
Robin dropped the control confusing Wally as he zipped away as fast as his little legs could carry him. Harley was walking down the hallway of the cave...
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posted by Gunfire
 Natasha
Natasha
Name: Natasha
Age: 17
Gender: famale
Clotes: she always wereas milaty gear, ou a unifom, unless she needs to sneak somwere in.
Apareance: long hiar, color of it can difre frome were she is ansingd and wat her mison is, narmal body.
Personalaty: paronoid, does not trust easy, hates pepol using weald to opres others, always helps her comrades.
Skilles: sniper, exeled marxman, tactisan, field commander, knowes all kinds of martial ards, abel to use al kinds of wapons, extrodanry soldier.
wapons: an AK 74, a Dragonov, pistols, grenades, knives.

background:
(( i am lazy so i just put it this way))
- she...
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"Shit, shit shit!" he thought as he threw the batter into the pan and looked at the clock. "Only an hour!?" He hissed, shoving the heart-shaped raw cake into the oven. Tyler turned to the cuisine and stared in horror. Flour powered every cranny of the room, egg shells cluttered the floor, the sugar bag was tumped over, so was the cooking oil but it was spilling on the floor. The feu caster groaned. He still had to dethorn the dazzling red roses, clean, douche and get dressed!


In a hurry he sped over to the roses and stared at them, a million thorns decorated each of the twelve flowers. How...
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His eye's narrowed into her's. A lively feu was sparked once again, and it settled right in her eyes lapping around.

It only ignited when rage pulsed through her veins, and Mrs.Blade has a lot rage.

The two were at a stand still, who would make the suivant move, he spoke with poison dripping off his words,"Ahh, and yet you're right once again, let me correct myself for all I do in your eyes are wrong."

Her lips curved into a frown even more,"How dare you! Assume I think I'm right all the time! I do not! You're the one who knows everything! Mr.I-Can't-Even-Tell-My-Wife-My-Real-Name!"

Ice met fire,"You...
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The titre says it all.
And no, I'm not leaving. That's not to say that I'm not pissed off at all toi people. And I'm warning toi now, toi might hate this. toi might get offended, toi might hate me, but I don't give a flying Grayson about that. toi guys have taught me just how stupid online drama is, and just how important it is NOT to let yourself get affected par it. So flame me all toi want. I just need to rant.
Seriously, when did all this shit start happening? First our lovely Esmerelda decides to "leave forever" (anyone wanna count the number of times he's a dit that? Good. I didn't think...
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posted by BloodyMascara_
So,



*Shrugs* Cheer, cry, be happy, sad, angry, dunno.
Too much drama, feelings feelings feelings, this is all gonna be fluff, so if toi need the point of this article, skip to the bottom.

l’amour toi guys, really do, but this drama is toooooo much.

So, me and my OC's are going on a... vacation.

toi can still post on my wall, IM, boîte mail me, ect.

Just takin' a break from the club.

And if I'm a depressed emo faggot to you, not your fault. Stuff has happened, I should be fine in a bit.

Anyways,

Fly on~
-Raven, gone.
 Depends.
Depends.
posted by Mclovin_69
He store at the screen in front of him deep in thought as he looked at the young couple walk through the eighty first level, they were getting close, too close for his comfort. “ I thought toi a dit toi separated them…” he muttered sitting in his chair, the familiar man behind him looked down “ she escaped im sorry I failed toi master “ he muttered, “ sorry? Im done with that word! toi have failed me too many times! “ he shouted making the man behind him flinch slightly. He had a low growl and rasp in his tone “ I guess its time I do this myself since toi are so incapable….”...
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posted by AugmentBoyYJ
 Felicity
Felicity
Name: Felicity Hunter

Hero Name: Kindle

Age: 15

Appearance: she has long straight blackish brown hair with deep maroon brownish eyes. Hair is usually up in a ponytail ou bun.

Powers/Skills: she has the ability to work with any sort of metal, she often can create many inventions ou gadgets and start gears ou open metal ou electronic doors with the point of her finger, she can crush metal par touch ou from afar etc. She has the ability to fly a helicopter to get others to places they need to be. She can tap into radio communication.

Relations: she was one of Willows best Friends growing up until she...
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Name: Damian Hellsing

Nickname: D

Alias: None

Occupation: Vampire Hunter

Race: Vampire

Age: 160 years old, but, in what he calls, "human years" he's 18.

Personality: He's looks at humans as nothing lesser than him. He will not take a human's life unless forced to, ou if they're just being stubborn. *COUGH COUGH* What?
He's kinda a tease, but is plus often serious. He does have a soft spot for some people but usually does not montrer it, of course.

Appearance: He has lengthy black hair with burning red eyes. His skin, unlike what most stereotypes believe, is not super pale, it's a light color with a hint...
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posted by Blitz359
They left as the sun set in the horizon. Careful not to wake the others, Richi, Aryess, Nic, and Alek quietly left the hotel to finish the long adventure. Traveling across half of the city, none of them spoke a word the whole way through. Finally reaching the Itexicon building, Nic led them into the building from the rooftop. "You'd think they'd have better security..." muttered Richi, obviously suspicious of how easy it was to enter. After finding the stairs down, the 4 carefully climbed down the steps, floor par floor, until they stopped at the 10th floor, where the stairs were barricaded....
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posted by Robin_Love
 Sleeping Devin ^-^
Sleeping Devin ^-^
Hello everyone! This is your daily dose of crazy via article from toi leader, R_L!!!! I hope toi all enjoy this! Today, I'm interviewing everyone's favori Angel; Devin Grayson-Addams. Say hello Devin~!

Greetings fellow heroes.

Take me to your leader!

DYLAN!!!! GET OUT OF MY INTERVEIW!!!!!!!

Oh dear.

Anyway, Devin toi are here to answer questions some of your fans asked! Are toi ready?

I will be as honest as I can.

Good! This first question is from SilverWings13. Silver asks, “If toi could dye your wings ANY color, what color would it be?”

Hmmm....good question. Most people assume my favorite...
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posted by Gunfire
 Zack's Hero/cyberspace costume
Zack's Hero/cyberspace costume
Name: Techno
ID: Zack
age: 17
Apearnce: black spiky hiar, whit dark bleaw hears truw it thad ligt up whne he uses his powers ( a side efect frome the experimend), a bit slender, bluuw eyes (same reson as hiar).
Civies: sneakers, jeans, balck whit dark bleuw shirt.
Hero/cyberspace costume: see pic (he mosly wears this)
Personalety: a bit shy, protective, loves technolagie and electronics, mosly calm.
Powers: can control al electronicks, can get into al electroninc, can bring electronincs to live, cane make litenting.
Skilles: can hack anyting, can repair, most electroniks, knowes hand to hand combat....
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My evilness continues!!! *runs and hides* If toi haven’t read it already, the prologue is link (it’s really short but pretty damn important).

2 weeks earlier.
A bow clattered to the hardwood floor, skidding to a stop in a patch of golden afternoon sunlight that reflected a blinding glare off of the metal. “No!” the dark-haired girl groaned, digging her fingers into her scalp in frustration. “How many times have I told you, that’s not how toi hold it!”
Aisling didn’t respond, but shoved her hands in her pockets and crossed the training room to pick up her bow. Fin jogged over,...
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posted by WingsOfDeath
Couple years in the future, I'm not telling when...

"Their beautiful..." The Angel looked down at her newborns.
"Yeah." Fang smiled.
"Get the kids out of here. Now." Tara burst into their room, pistolets drawn.
"What? Why!?" Pure terror in the Angel's voice.
"No time, just go!"
Fang picked up his wife, and snapped out his wings. Tara fired at the blur that crashed in the door, only to miss.
"NO!" Devin screeched, the young baby being snatched from her. The other child was snatched par the same blur. Tara restrained Devin from flying after her children, while Fang blurred after the assailant.
"LET ME GO!"...
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Name: Amethyst

Actual Name: Rocky Spirit

Gender: Female

Age: 18

Date of Birth: October 31

Appearance: Pale skin, purple hair that goes down her back and bangs that cover her right eye, purple eyes, about 5 foot 4 inches, slim body build, very skinny (can see a lot of her bones)

Personality: Serious, a bit anti-social((I am not anit-social *nods*)), paranoid (when people try to touch her), sweet hearted, kind, stressed

Civies: black ski mask, sky blue infinity scarf, black long sleeved shirt, light brown parka, sky blue gloves with grips, regular colored skinny jeans, black high heel boots

Hero Outfit:...
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posted by Robin_Love
He paced back and forth in his room. He couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, knowing that Tara was in the hands of a relentless murderer. He racked his brain for any kind of solution, any plan. But he didn't even know where she had been taken.
He had to figure that out first. Alek moved to his desk, scanning every piece of weaponry and equipment. His eyes fell on a small box. It could fit in his palm, round with a latched top. It was only about two inches tall, an inch deep. It wasn't very heavy despite the authentic silver rim and latches.
The box itself was a navy blue velvet. It looked like it...
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