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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)
The valet opened the door and Samuel Grant stepped out of the limo with Barbara Gordon.

Grant was wearing a typical tuxedo. His hair was combed and pasted to his head, he had his charming smile back, and slipped his arm around Barbara’s.

Barbara looked absolutely magnificent. She was dressed in a sparkling black dress. The back was open in a “V” and the neckline was a few inches from her shoulders. The dress stopped halfway down the lower portion of her leg which the visible section was covered with the long, fancy patter on her high-heeled boot. Her red hair was slightly curled, but still...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
The boy opened his eyes to white light. 
"Whaa?" His speech was slurred, he tried moving his body, but it was stuck to the table. 
"Don't move. It's worthless." A figure in the shadows spoke, only montrer their white shoes. 
"What...?" the boy blinked, trying gain his vision. 
"Your paralyzed as of now, but don't worry. When toi leave, you'll be able to....walk." The boy studied the burns and bruises on his body. 
"What did toi do to me?" 
"We helped you..what else?" the figure moved and crossed his arms. "I'll be back later. Try not to go anywhere." The figure opened the door and left the...
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posted by Robin_Love
Her cœur, coeur froze as she recognized the two males coming towards her. Just perfect! I don't want this. Not now; not ever! She turned on her heels and headed quickly in the other direction. She could feel them, their eyes on her, their mouths probably drooling. She shuddered and headed down an alley, knowing they would follow her. And when they rounded the corner, she pointed her pistolets at their heads.
“Speak fast. Silver bullets. Now.”
One of them smiled while the other answered.
“We were sent to find you. He is...in need of your presence.”
“Tell him I want no part of it.”
“He suspected...
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*Shrugs* Its a little long... But what the heck? Its somethin' to read!




I spun around and delivered a powerfull kick to Nightwing's chest, he made a weird wheezing noise, then sucked the air back in. One of the toughest guys I know. He recoiled and lanched at me, delivering a powerfull coup de poing to my jaw. It was so hard, I heard a pop and my head snapped to one side. I tasted blood, then went full instinct from there on. We were both breathing heavily, a thin layer of sweat on both of our foreheads. No weapons allowed, no powers, just the machines that we call our bodies. Blade watched, leaning...
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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 toi 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 rendez-vous amoureux, date 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 InfinityYJ
Future Fin fic. Warnings for major F-bombs. Based loosely on a prophecy line.

Rough weeks never end good for heroes. For a normal person you’d have a weekend to relax, watch some télévision ou play a video game. But for the protectors of a city, country, planet, there wasn’t much to go accueil to, ou much of a weekend to relax with.
Fin had had one of those weeks where she was just done. But a distress call from a warehouse two blocks down had her setting off in the direction opposite Happy Harbor. The fifteen an old was starting to wonder if this was actually something she’d be doing for...
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posted by InfinityYJ
Okay, spoilers for Darkest (if toi haven't seen it toi have no life). Otherwise, just...read and comment? pwEASE.

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to rule


Kyra passed par the remnants of the cave, and glanced back at Demon, who was fingering the blade of her katana. “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m dead serious.”
“But the cave was our home!”
“Then toi can remain here and make sure it’s real. But I’m not joking with you. This is what happens to you-- to us all in a couple years.”
She walked straight...
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Don't worry, this isn't a whole new series.. I kinda got carried away, so it’s probably gonna be at least 3 parts (would that be a three-shot ou a series?? lol). BTWs this takes place when Aisling’s 8 so that’d be.......eh, toi do the math.
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one...
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posted by Robin_Love
I had to write this!!! It's just....Oh you'll have to read it! Enjoy!!!!


The smell wafted through the base. It was warm, comforting. Trevor, Zero, and Todd looked up from where they were playing cards in the living room. Zeth stood at the counter, piling chocolat chip biscuits, cookies onto a plate. Terror ventured out of his room, eyebrows raised.
“You know Zero doesn't like this,” he said.
“Screw that.”
Terror watched Zeth place a fan par the cookies, aimed at the vent.
“There are reasons it's not allowed,” Trevor chimed in.
“I know. Couldn't help it.”
“What are toi talking about?” Todd...
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Cast:
Blade-Sheriff Sparks
Terror-Sheriff #2 :D
Wildside Lovers- Tyler/South/Ty and Becca
Mean Billy Green-Phoebe
Sheriff's Posse- Mercy
Fin
Fang
Silver
Bentley.

Oh BTW this placed a little farther back in time so that explains why they use horses..:/ the italic-ed words are the lyrics.. i tried to include some of the song in the dialogue.. but it doesn't mean the people are chant it! it's just the lyrics..


________________________

Well this is how it starts
Two amoureux in the dark,
On the run, from the one,
That they call Sheriff Sparks,
Six pistolets par their sides,
And bullets round their waist,...
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For Silverwing's challenge. Crap-ass title. Fin's... 3 years younger, I think.. not sure... *shrug*

“Chelsea!” came a high-pitched young squeal of a voice that set the teen’s nerves on edge. The kid was ten, and already she was bugging the hell out of her. The 15-year old focused on the girl who was practically bouncing with happiness. “What?” she managed to ask, attempting to keep any venom out of her voice. Mr. Wilson had told her to be somewhat nice to the brat.
“Slade promised that you’d train me today!” Infinity screeched, jumping out of practically nowhere, which was probably...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
Just cuz I was borrrrrred.

This one~shot has no moral, its just stuff to read if your bored.






I woke up, covered in soft, warm blankets. I groaned and rolled over, not wanting to déplacer from my nest of blankets.
"Come on....here we go..." Ciel a dit as he picked me up.
"Good morning." I said, groggily, and cheerfully.
"Morning sleepy feathers." He said, throwing me over his shoulder. I rubbed my eyes and felt the inconsistencies as he walked down the stairs. I felt like a lump of potatos. My legs thumped against Ciel's chest with every step he took. Ciel walked into the kitchen, pulled me off his shoulder,...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"Scott, light this place up." Fang a dit as he hooked up the metal cords that stretched across the building.
"You got it" Scott picked up two the main power cords. "Stand back a little, and stay away from anything that could conduct electricity." Scotty gave Ryu a look causing him to start puling weapons from his suit and dropping them to the ground.
"Ignorant fool. toi won't go through with this. toi don't have the guts." Seraphs sputtered out, blood dripped from his mouth.
"I don't have the guts?" Scott glared at Seraphs, who had metal cuff attached to his wrist and was slumped against the...
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posted by BladeYJ
Rookies, Guns, and Drums

"Aisling correct?" Sarge questioned her.
"Yeah? What will I be doing? Shooting? Killing!?!" She smiled.
"Uhhh here take this gun and shoot that target ahead."
Aisling grabbed the gun and fiddled with it,"Sarge?"
"JUST SHOOT SOLDIER!"

Aisling pointed at the target and pulled the trigger but Nothing happened.
"Sarge?"
"What..."
"It won't shoot"
"Are! You! Stupid! Soldier!?" Sarge pressed a button on the gun,"Safety was on.."
"Riiiightt! Safety..." Aisling aimed the gun and shot six times and missed.
"Soldier...." Sarge growled.
"SHHHH! I got This!" She aimed again and...
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posted by Gunfire
Name: Xerran
age: 17
Gender: male
Apereance: blond hair, bleuw eyes, half lion.(see pick)
Powes: animal sences,animal strengt, retractebel claws.
Personalaty: loyal, impulsif, always protects his friends, often dont think and just act on his animal instinks.
Realation to team: he is gunfires long Lost twin brother.
History: he is gunfires twin brother, but when he was 5 years old he got Lost in the woods around gotham, and after thad got raised par lions. He leand thad is brother was still in gotham a fewe weeks il y a and gunfire told him about the cave, thouw somtings are still stance to hime, beceas he lived in the wild whit the lions fore 12 years.
Notes:
he speaks normaly englys beceast he leard thad before he got lost.
he is not used to interacting whit pepol well anymore
He hase a knive made out of bone, thad he somtimes uses, thouw he prefers the uses of he owne claws.
posted by Robin_Love
 Satsuriku
Satsuriku
Had him in my head for a few months. Just now wrote him up. Yay me! XD


Name: Satsuriku Kuran
Alias: None
Occupation: the Dark Prince; Full-blood Vampire
Powers:faster than light, strength, “kiss” of death, people speaking, super senses, endurance, excellence in fighting-with ou with out weapons
History: Satsuriku was raised as the prince of Vampires, strongest creature there is. His parents died when he was eight (in human years). He became ruler of the Vampires. He was cursed par a witch with the power to steal souls; the “kiss of death”. He travels often, his band of vampires faithful to...
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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 aléatoire 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 Hot_ShotYJ
 Image credit: Adonihs
Image credit: Adonihs
Name: Sebastienne Bellerose Moran

Alias: Hot Shot

Occupation: Assassin, professional sniper, black ceinture martial artist.

Appearance: Long and light brown hair but sometimes dyes it black for disguises, icy blue eyes, tall.

Personality: Loud, out going, kind, serious, can be aggressive very easily, caring, loyal.

Power: She heals but not rapidly, it is possible for her to die (obviously), and she age like normal people (also obviously) . She can also heal others as well but can’t bring them back to life.

Weapons: Rifle, two hand guns, knives, explosives.

Hero outfit: Black T shirt, black or...
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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 MidnightYJ
((Too involved in RP to change accounts))



She adjusted the small table, tableau mirror, watching her reflected fingers braid her hair. She wasn't really paying attention to anything, just relaxed.
“Stop worrying, will ya? You're gorgeous.”
She jumped at the voice and turned to see the fifteen-year-old soldier sitting on her window sill.
“You scared me! I didn't know toi were here.”
The young warrior shrugged.
“I have that affect on people.”
“Not all people.”
She shrugged again, her foot hanging out the window, swinging against the sheer cliff drop the little house was located by.
“What are...
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