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posted by Robin_Love
 Jon
Jon
It was going to happen sooner ou later! XD


Name: Jonathan “Jon” Adams
Alias: Zanna
Occupation: Hero; identity unknown
Powers: Flight(wings), skilled fighter, all elements, telepathic links
History: Jon was not raised in a traditional home. He was taken when he was born. He was raised in a dog caisse at the School. When he was seven, he learned he was the descendant of another experiment from the School; Fang. The “legend” of his father inspired Jon to plan his own escape. In his escape, he managed to destroy a part of the lab and steal a vial of genes they use to make Erasers. While he had never used his wings before, he had control of the simple elements. This helped him to get away. He ended up finding out where his father lived when he collapsed at the feet of an angel; Devin Grayson-Adams. She took him accueil and it was then that they realized who he was. Once Jon had mastered all his abilities (and Fang taught him to fight), he went into the family “business”. He became Zanna.
Notes: Jon may look like his father, but he is plus like his mother. He is quiet and respectful. He only speaks when spoken to. He is the calmer one of the children. Jon is also Mel's twin, born a few minutes before her. He is protective and his anger will rise when someone he loves is threatened. While he respects others, his powers act according to his emotions. He has learned never to hate and always accept. And he takes it to heart. When he uses any of his powers other than flight, two dragon-shaped energy entities appear. Zanna is Italian, like his mother's hero name. But Zanna means Fang, after his father.
 Zanna
Zanna
posted by BladeYJ
((Just to fill in 'cos it's been awhile since I posted. blade got stabbed in the arm with some needle thing with weird serum in it and blacked out.. now VOILA!))

There was always three of us.
Then there was a gunshot.
Suddenly, there was only two.
Who knew a single bullet could tear apart a family.
Who knew I could tear apart a family.


~

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't breathe, at all. I tried to to suck in a breath but no air came. My lungs refused to work. Why couldn't I breathe? It was completely black, I couldn't pry my eyes open. Where was I? There was no water, no air, no nothing. It was...
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 A Goatrider
A Goatrider
( Oke, the archives of morte will be a series of articles in whist I will describe everything Thad has to do whit the lore of teyrions world thad I am creating truw this archives and further story's to come.)

Origin of the Riders:
The goatriders were a small group of bandits who fleeing fore the law ended up in the Kingdom of Morte were they advantly were couth par a patrol of King Tyrion Blackwell, the bandits feared fore tere lives expecting to be killed fore there crimes.
But Tyrion seeing Thad the bandits only a volé, étole to keep themselves and tere family's alive made them a offer, if they would...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Jeremy Thompson

Alias: Jet Stream

Age:18

Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin and tall.

Personality: he takes a leadership role in situations and tries his best to do right for those around him. he is accepting to everyone, nice ,caring, protective of the ones he loves.

Relationship: cousin to Bentley, dating Tori

Powers/Skills:he has all the combat skills he grew up learning, he still has the hooks he uses in combat. creating a small burst of speed only really used for get aways ou sneak attacks and can create smoke when he does his small burst of speed. He can also create a fire...
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posted by Mclovin_69
I suppose in most cases it's easier to try to let go of the things that happen to toi instead of having them linger in the back of your mind. But it never is easy to forgive and accept is it?. Most stories go the same, traumatizing things happen to you, toi lose something dear to you, ou toi feel pity for yourself and people toi care about around you. toi may wonder do I have a pity for others? Sadly I don't feel that way towards many people nowadays, Do I pity myself?, I feel as if I've done that too much for it to matter anymore.

A sigh escaped my lips as I made my way down a dim lighted street...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
"Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez......" Suavemente one of the most famous spanish song sung par Elvis Crespo was now playing loud into their ears as feet and waist moved to the beat.

Everyone knew that Becca and Phoebe were two girls that had good sense of rhythm and could dance to any and every song that played on a stereo. But just for a fun Nic, Aryess and Megan had made the Friends challenge each other to a dance off. Since both girls were good deciding the best would be tough so they challenge each other for their stamina.

Nic , Aryess and Megan watched...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
((Its long I know but please read to the end and thank toi Discord for help with the titre I just look for a synonym XD))

It was happening again that memory, that horrible memory, haunting him another night. The heavy breathing, the sudden crashes, and the sound of pain pounding into his head.
Then that scream, that woman's scream, the scream of torture and fright, the one that made every hair on his body stood up. Its high pitch and a hellish bang that came after and synced with it, dampening the air with death and fear. It played out as it did eight and a half years ago. The moments that changed...
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posted by Robin_Love
When he awoke for the seconde time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third question brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his...
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So, it didn't turn out how I was originally going to write it, but it still works, I guess. So, enjoy!

"How do toi play this?"

"Lizzy, it's simple. Just take these balloons, that are filled with water, and throw them at people when the walk in!"

"Isn't that mean Ashley?"

"No, it's fun!"

"Oh... Okay!" The two of them hid behind the couch, a large bucket of water balloons beside them. Suddenly, they heard heels clacking against the floor.

"Get ready," Ashley whispered to Elizabeth, "someone's coming." The blue haired girl handed the ghost a water balloon, carefully so she wouldn't drop it; and then...
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"So this....is the under...stan...ding you...and Que....en...Beet...le have." Honesty forced out as Frostbite squeezed his throat even tighter, She chuckled, "Alanna doesn't know I'm her daughter."
Snowflake laid on the floor groaning in pain but was in a bit of shock as she gazed upon the or hair creature. Honesty's face turned a deep red as he tried to chuckle but gasped and coughed for air.
"You a dit before that I had no idea who I was dealing with, but I have to admire you're a pretty good fighter." with that a dit she released his neck and the boy hit the floor. He went on all-fours as...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Listen to this in another tab ou whatever while lire (; link))

When I woke it up, I had two things crawling around in my head.

One: I felt hollow, as if a part of me was missing. Almost like someone took me and cut me in half, emptied my body of all it's contents then sewed me up. My fingers dug into the sheets as I sat up, straight, the room becoming familiar. Red velvet curtains hung in front of the window, blocking out all but the smallest rays of light. The silk sheets, I clung to, were smooth and the color of lust itself, it was the same for the walls and carpet. Cool wood filled the...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Death
Death
He paced back and forth in the room and her eyes followed him. The room they sat in wasn't too large but very comfortable. Crimson lay on the canapé to her right, sunglasses in place. Shade sat elegantly in an arm chair to her left. She sat on the only other couch, plenty of room beside her. In front of her, facing the TV-mounted feu place was a dark coffee table. thé and snacks had been set out for them as they waited.
“You're quite agitated today.”
“Why do toi think? Crimson, what do toi have?”
The red head looked up for a minute.
“He's......confused.”
“He has his doubts that are...
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posted by SilverWings13
Random drabble?

"How many bedrooms?"
"Of course that's your first question."
"The answer's one, isn't it?" 
Alek signed in resignation and leaned back against the ledge. On the rooftop beside him sat Aryess, who had paused bouncing the tennis ball against the mur of the utility building to give her brother a no-nonsense look. "Tara agreed to it, Argentum," he defended. 
"I'm not judging you!" she returned, resuming the mindless action of bouncing the ball. "In case you've forgotten, I live with my boyfriend." She paused, the ball leaving her hand and riding the gentle toss to the brick wall,...
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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 SilverWings13
In the tundra, she could see her own breath. It escaped like a faint nuage from her nostrils and floated upwards a few centimeters before disappearing into the pine needles. This high up, those tendrils of breath would be unnoticeable to anyone far below. Below, the crouching snow-covered bushes remained still and silent. No visible clouds escaped them.
An approaching roar drew her attention over the forest floor as a black jeep emerged from the forest. It barreled through undergrowth, breaking through the freshly fallen snow, leaving behind deep tire treads and the reek of diesel. It would...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Becca
Becca
Name: Rebecca "Becca" Stevenson

Likes: Magic

Best Friend: Erin

Loves: Tyler

Dislikes: Skeptics

Worst Habit: She never eats enough

Personal Secret: She dated Robin and wiped his memory of her despite him being her first love

favori Food: Chocolate

favori Color: Red

Code Name: Shade

Mentor/Inspiration: Batman

Relations: Tyler Stevenson

Base of Operations: Wherever needed

Personal Home: Not Disclosed

Occupation: Hero

Job: None

Team: The Resistance
posted by Robin_Love
 Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Alix Penn to others, Joan of Arc to Heroes alike
Nickname: Alix, Alice, Jo, ou Joan
Reason ou meaning of name: Alix means “of noble kind”; Penn meaning “Enclosure”
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Long, wavy, light brown/dark blonde
Height: 5’4”
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: I fear nothing
Your Guilty Pleasure: French Cuisine
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Those who think themselves higher than others
Your Ambition for the Future: To protect

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What thé to drink?...
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posted by Robin_Love
The moon was high in the sky par the time she got home, her slinky black dress already too uncomfortable. She took off her heels and put the gun back in her safe. She sighed as she went to the kitchen, prepping a glass with scotch from her little bar before taking a sip. She walked into her room and put the glass on the bedside table. She slipped off the dress and dressed in a pair of black shorts and a red t-shirt too large for her frame. Seeing a red light on the phone, she played the recorded message.
“Hey Becca, it’s Devin. I know toi wanted to be alone, but Fang and I-”
The recording...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
The boy winced in pain as he was drug par his chemise par Nicolette, and a fistful of hair held par Kori. Kori seemed to march her way through the watchtower, eyes glued vers l'avant, vers l’avant as she was silent. Nicolette scurried along, her ears tucked low as she waved at people. "Where are we even going?" The boy only stumbled along, taking in the sights around him. He got no answer, but was only pushed along more, this time plus ruggedly. Fang stopped mid-sentence when Kori and NIcolette entered the room, his eyes moving from one of his children to the other. "Who is this, and why does my daughter look like...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
 Before her rebellious side set in
Before her rebellious side set in
pt.2. but there is only one kid lolol

Name: Kori Adams (formerly Karina)
Alias: Raum
Occupation:Hero
Age: 16
Appearance: Kori is a spitting image of her mother, having an angelic look about her. The same straight black hair and the same icy blue eyes. Don't let her innocent looks deceive you, however, she acts just the same as her father. However, because of this, Kori has taken to the rebellious side, and a favoritism to Jason Todd. She chopped off her long black hair into a short bob and dyed pieces in the front, white. Like her father, Kori can be found in dark pieces of clothing and old band...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Chris at the edge of the woods with Trystan par his side, watching Alex trek though the trees. She stepped into the water and made her way behind the waterfall, looking at the metal door that was still torn open. She snickered and shook her head, making her way inside. "Blake?" She called, listening before she heard her brother's voice in another room. "In here!" He called out, dusting off his shirt, moving to greet his sister. "You actually came, no back-up?" He rose a brow, earning a shrug from the girl. "What do I need to see?" Alex asked, following her brother as he began to walk. Blake...
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