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posted by AislingYJ
Updated 6/3/14
I'm bored, so I thought I'd share with toi a few websites online that toi can design your characters! There are tons of websites out there, these are just a few.
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This website is par far the best superhero generator I've found. Basically toi use it to make your character in costume. They have endless options of costume parts for both male and female characters, and they even allow toi to déplacer parts around, resize them, and color them. toi can save the character to the game, and then load it later, but if toi want to save an image to the computer, toi have to take a screenshot....
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posted by SilverWings13
 Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, Angel
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...
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Okay don't be hating on me for this, I'm not trying to start a fight. I just think that we'd all be better off if we at least read these and thought about them, even if just for a second. I'm gonna say this right now: these are not cut-and-dry rules. par no means am I forcing toi to follow them, and there will be exceptions. These are just suggestions, on how to make your OCs well liked and better off. So, with that being said, in no particular order, here are 15 suggestions for making good OCs.
1. Ask yourself if making a new OC is really necessary.. Don't contribute to the overcrowding unless...
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posted by Robin_Love
Darkness had overcome the city, another moonless night. He stumbled down the street, leaning on the mur when his feet couldn’t hold him alone. His clothes were bathed in the night, black as they were. His eyes were clouded over and he stopped to catch his breath. The few people left on the streets glanced at him as they passed. It was odd for someone so young to have so many issues. He took a long drink from the cup in his hands before throwing it away with a huff.
He continued on his way, hunched over as he made his way home. accueil was an optimistic term for the abandoned shack he had found....
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posted by The_Writer
A Death in his Family

(Part 2)

Previously on Red Revenge...

"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled.

"She cut them in three pieces and set feu to their car." Revenge replied, and swung off.

"I assume toi did your homework?" Revenge asked.

"Yes." Rose replied, untying her snow-white hair from its ponytail. She was dressed simply. White tank top, skinny jeans, white eyepatch. Her hair hung loosely behind...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Jessie Bennett
Jessie Bennett
Name: Jessie Bennett
Alias: None
Powers: Healing, combat
Occupation: Doctor
Weakness/Limits: Unknown
History: Jessie Bennett came from a long line of pure-blood healers. Her race is unknown, despite how human she looks. Her donné name has been forgotten. She came to Earth much like the Man of Steel. But she was found par a traveling caravan in an Arabian desert. She grew up among them and immediately took a fondness to medicine. par accident, she found out her inhuman abilities when she was five. Almost immediately, she was sent away, to America. She spent almost a an in a facility, learning English....
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posted by KatRox1
((BEFORE toi READ THIS: Be warned that it is a lot of stuff in a little article. I found it while lire through some old documents, and realized I haven't really posté anything on Bella before she joins The Team and becomes Mercy. So if toi want plus on her pre-superhero life, let me know! KISSES!))

October 31st, 2011
Gotham, USA

There isn't much I remember about the accident. It all happened so quickly.
There was blood- a lot of blood. It was on the windows and the airbags and our clothes.
And there was screaming, but it wasn't coming from my mouth, ou Gavin's. Gavin wasn't even moving. He just...
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posted by KatRox1
"...dear Bella, Happy Birthday to you!"
The three of them huddled around a single petit gâteau, cupcake on the granite countertop. In it was shoved twenty-two lit candles, one in the center above the rest, so that the entire haut, retour au début of the petit gâteau, cupcake could not be seen.
Bella took a deep breath and attempted to blow them all out, but as soon as the flames disappeared, they came right back. She furrowed her brows in puzzlement and tried again, only to be met with the same result.
E and his girlfriend Marissa stood across from the redhead on the other side of the counter, barely able to stiffle their laughs.
Bella clicked...
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posted by Mclovin_69
 JD
JD
Name: JD ( Jared Dammon Morse)

Alias: none

Age: 18

Appearance: dark wavy brown hair and rich blue eyes, always wears snapback.

Personality: JD is a very nice and funny guy to get along with, he hasn't met one person whose had a problem with him. He is very understanding and will do anything for his Friends and loved ones.

Powers/Skills: he has the ability to see the potential of people. basically he can see what they can fully do and have that others may not. (ex. he would be able to see someones skills, way of thinking, and talents)

Relations: owner to Shane

Civvies: jeans, a sweater, converse,...
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posted by Robin_Love
She ducked her head as another loud rumbling rippled through the air. Water rushed her eyes as she hastened to the door. Lightning flashed and she went through the open portal. Another loud crack caused her to run up the stairs. She headed to her room and pulled the wet manteau off her.
She shivered in her drenched clothes then pulled off her boots. She left her wet boots and manteau on the floor and entered the adjoining bedroom. She striped out of the wet clothes and slipped into dry ones. She slipped into lit as thunder broke through. She settled deeper into the covers, trying to shake away the...
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posted by KatRox1
((Found this while browsing my computer… Not sure if I've already posté this… BUT WHATEVS))


She sat slumped at the mahogany desk, elbows propped onto the edge and hands kept together holding a pale picture frame. Her auburn hair was pulled up into a messy bun, and her freckles became even plus obvious with only the light of a three-wick candle in the corner of the desk. A pained smile was formed on her face, and stained tears to match.

There was a knock at her bedroom door. She quickly and quietly tried shoving the picture into a drawer, but accidently leaving a corner of it sticking out...
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posted by SilverWings13
The smoke filled the air like a choking fog; the alarm blared loudly enough to deafen. He had been in the office once before, when he had snuck in for preparations for this day. The walls were the same sterile white, bare except for a map that hung on the corkboard, bright with red pins. There was glass scattered across the floor now from the one-way window of one wall. The bureau was on its side. He hurried over to the mur with the map where keycards hung from a hook. He stood on his tippy toes to grab them. When he turned to run back to the others, he saw the foot sticking out from behind...
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posted by GlitterPuff
Name: Unknown

Alias: Shay Solomon

Height: 5’ 11”

Age: 16

Birthplace: New York City

Hair color/length/style: Black, long but shaggy, a little messy and emo/goth like

Eye Color: Dark blue-ish grey, sometimes with a little green

Race/Nationality: Jewish

Accent: None

Religion: Atheism

Marital Status: Single

Physical Attributes: Small scar under his hair, slim but muscular, defined facial features

Style of Dress: Casual, mostly dark colors, either jeans and a nice chemise ou skater clothes

Personality Traits: Goth, kind, honest, slightly depressed but tries not to montrer it

Power(s): Passing through solid objects...
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posted by SilverWings13
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Marcus Antoni Wilhemovich Rurik
Nickname: Marcus, Saint, Marky Mark (reserved par Cal only)
Reason ou meaning of name: named after Marcus Antonius, the Roman politician and general under Cesar who played a critical role in the transformation of the Roman Republic into the autocratic Roman Empire; Saint because of his allegiance to the Knights Templar
Eye Color: cobalt
Hair Style/Color: almost black, curly
Height: 6' 0"
Clothing Style: always in style, on the expensive side
Best Physical Feature: them cheekbones could cut someone

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: ......
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posted by Obscurity98
*Wham* went the fist of a very large man. *thud* when the body of the boy he hit. Blood splashed onto the mur and the boy didn't bother to get up. He couldn't think. His vision was cloudy. And it was no help that he was getting the crap beaten out of him.

She sat on the building her eyes fierce and alert, crouched in a position in the shadows. A loud thud and whack, broke the silent night. Her body flinched at the noise. She blinked a moment and then stood up, another claque, smack was heard and she followed the noise.
Her eyes wandered down the alley below. A young man was being beat par three large...
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Zero
Nickname: n/a
Reason ou meaning of name: Because I am below freezing ;3
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: Platinum blonde, short but free, the tips of my hair are usually covered in frost.
Height: 5’8
Clothing Style: Jazzy~
Best Physical Feature: My face. TWAS CARVED par ANGELS.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The Unknown
Your Guilty Pleasure: Hot wings
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Arrogant people. People who follow trends for the sake of fitting it.
Your Ambition for the Future: Work out where I came from.


LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: 5 plus minutes.....
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posted by SilverWings13
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Callaghan Ivan Rurik
Reason ou meaning of name: Callaghan like the royal O'Callaghans of Ireland, Ivan for Ivan the Terrible of Russia, and Rurik because my mother's last name is plus valuable than my father's.
Species: Warlock
Eye Color: Honey in the sunlight, midnight in the shade
Hair Style/Color: Short and dark with blonde highlights
Height: 6' even
Clothing Style: Flannels, t-shirts, jeans, and my glasses
Best Physical Feature: Everything (his humility)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Bats... Big, flying rats *shivers*
Your Guilty Pleasure: All night movie marathons...
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posted by Robin_Love
In response to Ducky’s questions to my Ocs. Feel free to ask them anything! I’ll give a liste at the bottom of the ones who are active.

Devin: “I’m doing fine. Raising my kids and enjoying life with my husband.”
Becca: “My favori trick ou spell? Making others invisible.” -laughing- “It’s so funny!”
Tara: -tilts head- “Why would I rendez-vous amoureux, date someone else?”
Cat: “Lots of things! Pizza, chicken nuggets, tuna sandwiches, cookies, pasta, burritos, cookies, tacos, cinnamon rolls, and cookies!” -looks at Terror - “What’s cannibalism?”
Dylan: “Mew mew mew!~”
Terror: -intense sarcasm - “Oh yeah. The arc en ciel is an array of all my favorites.”
Lance: “Well it is challenging, but I do enjoy the work.”
Blaine: “Either would be great.”

My Ocs are difficult little beans. I’m sorry. Here’s the liste of active Ocs
-Devin
-Becca
-Tara
-Erin
-Cat
-Jessie
-Joan
-Carly
-Arabella
-Dylan
-Lance
-Terror
-Blaine
-Kai
-Zero
posted by SilverWings13
Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
10th DECEMBER

The days had run out. That special jour had arrived once again. She had been siting in her car staring at the dashboard for about 20 minutes now, hands still on the wheel, trying to muster up the courage to step outside and begin her annal pilgrimage through this waste land of ash and silence. She twiddled her wedding ring around her finger and glanced over at the dark red roses resting on her passenger seat.

Finally climbing out she starred at her surroundings, taking in each painful detail. The horizon was nothing but shadows, grey and black silhouettes of the past, rusting structures...
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