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posted by GlitterPuff
Name: Terpsichore Morison

Sex: Female

Age: 15

Appearance: Long rose hair, blue eyes, fair skin, tall, skinny, wears lire glasses when needed

Personality: Sweet as candy, very paranoid about people (cause she thinks they’ll kill her), a little spacey, and shy around new people

Civvies: A blue tank top, gray sweater, jeggings, sport sneakers, small backpack, and an assortment of bracelets and earrings

Weapons: A handheld gun (usually in bra ou her bag)

Skills: None

Powers: None

Past: Terpsichore lived in a very harsh crime filled neighborhood in New York City. Everywhere she turned, there were guns, murders, robberies, toi name it. She constantly lived in fear, hiding behind her gun, hoping she’d be able to pull the trigger. The longer she stayed, the worse her paranoia got, so she decided to leave town and go to Happy Harbour. She had heard about the Justice League saving the jour all the time and felt safer. When Terpsichore came, she did eventually have to stop a criminal with her gun and sneakiness she had picked up over the years. What she had done gave her a spot on the team, which she decided to accept.
posted by SilverWings13
Hailey was first aware of the glass digging into her cheek, then the ringing in her ears. From her awkward angle on her back, she could see where the door had been smashed inward. Cracks spiderwebbed across the window pane.
A horrible screeching filled the wrecked limo as the door was pried off its hinges. Hailey raised an arm against the glass raining down as the door was yanked away, revealing the night sky. The stars were so abundant that it was easy to find the trail of smoke smudging out the dots of light.
Hailey grabbed ahold of the arms reaching down. Her left shoulder protested, but...
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Warning: mentions of prostitution (no actual intense sex/nudity scenes). Also, bad words.

She answered to the lazy pounding on her door. The lobby cloche, bell had rang long enough il y a that she had assumed her client had a difficult time climbing the stairs, and the sluggish knock confirmed the patron's heavy intoxication. The woman glanced in the mirror before turning the knob-- her last client had left half an heure ago, but her makeup had already been reapplied to accentuate her tan skin, full lips, and other favorable features of her Romanian heritage. The tiny red lanière, thong with its band of tassels...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tristan West!
Reason ou meaning of name: Urban dictionary says I'm most amazing-est guy there ever is.
Eye Color: Greeeeen.
Hair Style/Color: I'm a ginger.
Height: Like... 5'6, 5'7?
Clothing Style: It varies, usually what ever makes me most comfortable... like t-shirts.
Best Physical Feature: Freckles?

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The speed force really trips me out man.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Eating like 4 tubs of ice cream at once. Massive ones.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Super super slow people. Like, tortue speed.
Your Ambition for the Future: I haven't donné it...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, toi will see the highs.. and the lows.

Key:
lyrics
past experiences

What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle Kiss on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder...
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posted by SilverWings13
 Perhaps in need of a trim
Perhaps in need of a trim
I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason ou meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going par the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO:...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
And par few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my cœur, coeur with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. toi did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...
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posted by Robin_Love
She stood with her back to the wind, looking around. This was the place she'd found herself. After eight years, she now stood looking to the place she had been living for awhile. She crept through the chain link fence, much like she had before. The place gave her the chills, but this was worth it. It was time to relive it and start healing. Her past was sorrowful, but it was time to face it. The small lot was covered in tall, dying grass, with various odds and ends of whatever people through over the fence. The house was plus of a shed, rundown, and boarded up tightly. But there was enough...
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posted by SilverWings13
Commonly known as: Ana Rome
Official title: Princess Anastasia Romanov II of Russia
Alias: Saint
Nicknames: Anaka, Annie, rue rat, princesska, kotyonok
Affiliation: independent; force for good
Species: Kitsune
Religion: Catholic
Weapons: sword, claws/canines (when shape shifted; typically out of her control when enraged)
Sexuality: straight
Born: March 20, 1938
Age as of March 17, 2017: 17 yrs
Relationships: brother: Alaksander Romanov; niece: Noëlle Romanov; "uncle": Mikel Angelo; lover: ?
Significant scars/markings: missing her pointer and middle fingers on her right hand
Personality: hyper, headstrong,...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Only few chapters left ;)

Fang's eyes opened, the male blinking rapidly before looking around. He shifted and winced, gripping onto the sheets. "Easy there." Chris a dit from the chair, smiling before standing and making his way over to the chair. "How toi feeling?" He asked, sitting on the bed. "Like I died." Fang grumbled, looking at the IV's in his arms. "Still have your dry sense of humor.. So touch the IV's and I will knock toi out." Fang gave his brother an annoyed look before sighing. "How long?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at Chris. "Give ou take 6 months. It's probably take...
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posted by khanna266
A local park in Gotham city
9:00 pm
"Y'know a pretty girl like toi shouldn't be out here alone." traverser, croix hears a familiar voice behind her as she's sitting on a park bench and turns her head.
"Hey Dick,"she says and turns her head back around,
"Hey. toi hungry?" he holds a bag of chips in front of her,
"Hm, basic lays. My favorite." she smiles and grabs one
"Yeah, people just don't appreciate their simplicity." he says with a smirk as he grabs one.
"What brings toi out here?" she asks,
"I could ask toi the same thing. Shouldn't toi be back at Mount Justice? Sleeping in your room that is." he tosses the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
At the moment, I'm only doing my main four babies: Fang, Scotty, Nudge, and Jaime. I hijacked the one that BelovedRobin posté elsewhere, and added a few elements from the website Eclipse gave us, so here ya go.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Fang, all toi need to know.
Reason ou meaning of name: Not my birth name, but I didn't know it for the longest time, so I got to pick my own. Neato, right?
Eye Color: Some say they're "chocolate brown" But I disagree, they're just brown.
Hair Style/Color: Black, and it's down to the back of my neck I'm tempted to cut it.. used to be super long, like, butt...
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posted by khanna266
Thursday 12:00 am
Saudi Arabia
"We've been out here forever Jake are toi sure they're attacking here?" Daniel speaks through his communicator.
"Yes Daniel I'm sure." Jake responds to him aggravated. Just then Mirajane and Rin walk out.
"Keep down!"he tells him and they see what Rin and Mirajane are doing.
"Too bad the others couldn't make it cause this is gonna be hella fun." Rin smirks evily,
"Yep. Sure enough." Mirajane adds and drops a big brown box on the ground. She then opens it and a bunch of machine pistolets and grenades drop out of it. Jake's eyes widen to the sight of all of them.
'What the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING: Every article regarding Scotty's past is completely void unless they are reposted with updated information. Thanks!




Name: Scott Nathaniel Clancy, ou “Scotty”
Alias: White Lightning
Occupation: Hero
Age: 19
Appearance: Scotty's stature is around 6'1, earning him a muscular, but lanky status. His snow white hair hangs around his face, the bangs over his face are shorter above his eyes, but meet at a point between them. Despite being able to control weather, Scotty is quite pale. Every now and then he'll dress in dark clothing, but is usually found in flannels and...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Tara with glasses
Tara with glasses
Okay this is another updated bio. I have only a few plus after this (remember it doesn't include the Resistance form ou the Outsiders team). Along with other news, Dylan's personal story series, Journey, is cancelled. I have a new story in mind that makes plus sense to the timelines I've written and I will be starting that soon. If toi haven't read Dylan's bio, his character update is posté so please read and enjoy guys! <3



Name: Tara (pronounced Terra) Almaraz
Alias: Midnight
Occupation: Minor, hero
Powers: acrobatics, agility, speed, flexibility, force fields, weapons, handcuffs
History: Tara...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Alix "Alice" Penn
Alix "Alice" Penn
So..duh, I'm updating characters. I'm only posting the ones that will be used plus than 85% of the time. So I'm cutting out a good amount of them....BUT I will post bios if I add a cut-out oc to a story so toi at least know who they are. Oh and the Outsiders team and those in the Resistance league are not included in these updates. I'll do those separately ou one-shot it ou something. But you'll still see those two groups. So don't panic.


Name: Joan
Appearance: brown hair and dark eyes
Alias: Arc
Occupation: Hero
Skills/talents: Sword play, combat, agility, can handle extreme situations
History:...
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posted by DiscordYJ
((Idk what I'm doing, but I'm doing something and I'm going with it.))

"Run."

The word was a shotgun blast to a stained glass window that stood tall above the ceremonial hymnals sang below. It was as if the shards rained down and stuck into those holy notes pinning to them to ground like a crucifixion. But here not even God could save them. No power was strong enough to wipe away the blood, sweat, tears, and death that clung to them like the plague--festering and leaking with pain and suffering, hoping to be coddled par the affection of someone that would only be killed hours later. Nothing could...
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posted by godmor
( yes the titre is a play of words on the saing, Don't poke the bear.)

The Shepard house 20:00 (8:00 pm).
Twan stood infrond of the frond door, about to pull his keys from his pocet when he heard a group of people running his direction. He tryd to turn around and look who it were.
But as he turn he felt a sharp pain in his back, unable to tun in time the group came closer, as they reached him he felt the same pian al over his back, he recognized it as the feeling of knives plummeting in his back, he tried to ficht them of, he drew his pistol and fired a few shots, He felt his legs becoming weaker,...
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posted by SilverWings13
The child clenched his jaw and pumped his arms to gain speed. He suddenly changed course so that he was running with the wind and snow at his back rather than against it. But the predator was gaining, closer and closer and closer and the boy had the wind knocked out of him as something lunged and collided with him from behind.
The two tumbled down a slope and came to a stop on the bank of a rushing river. The child tried to get up, but the one who had jumped at him was know pinning him face down. He was unable to déplacer except to turn his head out of the snow to breath. He tried to cry out for...
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posted by SilverWings13
The snow beginning to accumulate on the ground made it harder to pick up his feet, but the boy ran against it as fast as he could. The two guards assigned to him noticed quickly and took off after him. But Michel swept low and collided with them to knock them off their feet. The winged-man rolled on the snow before springing to his toes. Assault rifles fired at him, but Michel raised his wings to shield himself and the bullets ricocheted harmlessly. When the pistolets were unloaded and clicked to signal a need of plus bullets, the insurgent took the opportunity to take to the sky again.
The seven-year...
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