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posted by Robin_Love
Name: Lancelot Morgan

Likes: Swords, animals, history

Best Friend: Blaine, Aryess

Loves: Aryess

Dislikes: Those who pick on the weak

Worst Habit: Too trusting

Personal Secret: I have very few scars

favori Food: French oignon Soup, myrtille pancakes

favori Color: Blue

Code Name: Lance?

Mentor/Inspiration: Arthur

Relations: Unaware of my birth parents

Base of Operations: Currently Nedora

Personal Home: Nedora

Occupation: Knight

Job: Knight

Team: None

What Symbolizes You: Excalibur. ou justice and loyalty

Biggest Regret: Not taking one hit...

Dream Career: Professor of Arthurian History.

Most récent Nightmare: Realizing everything was a dream

Spirit Animal: Dog
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She twirled the escrim sticks in her hands, ready for a strike. She knew Serepta to be quick. Her sister always had a déplacer planned out. Becca knew better than to make the first move. She was smart enough to know never to make the seconde move. To make either déplacer would claim the victory to her opponent. She heard the noise of battle behind her. But she dared not look. It would give Serepta the advantage. She kept her body ready, her eyes set, and her mind focused on the training she had endured.
“This isn't Chess, sister.”
Becca didn't reply. She was focused. She wouldn't let herself be fooled...
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The End is Coming.
The Finale Nears.
Red Revenge's saga is coming to a close.

United We Stand, Divided We Fall.





"Eukk." houx said. She watched the blood pool around the dead body pieces.

"Freeze! This is the New York City Police!" Draxx yelled. "You are under arrest for murder in the--"

"Stop Draxx." Revenge said, holding out his arms. "Guns down."

Draxx nodded and ordered the rest of the officers to lower their weapons. He had learned to trust Red Revenge's judgement in the seven years he had worked with him. 

"Azrael." Revenge said.

"Red Revenge." the figure replied in a deep voice. "I am Azrael,...
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 Devin the Cherubim
Devin the Cherubim
Name:Devin Grayson
Alias: Arch Angel
Powers: Flight/wings, “Divine power”
Occupation: Hero
Weakness/Limits: Demon chants/weapons, high demon authority
History: Devin is the unborn child of John and Mary Grayson. As such, she entered heaven as a cherubim, a small baby-like Angel in training. As a cherubim, Devin was taken from her sanctuary while she was out delivering a “divine message” (don't judge me!). She was taken par a very powerful demon named Teague. Unlike most demons, he had very strong magic that kept her hidden from those looking for her for several years. Due to their natures,...
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Just a little mini-series. This first part is based on the return. Read and you'll understand. ((Assuming he doesn't die)) Ignore her. Becca has no clue what she's talking about.


He knocked softly on her door, cœur, coeur beating quickly. It had been a little over an heure since he and his partner had returned to the base. She hadn't come out during that time, and he really wanted to see her. But he had forced himself to politely answer questions and talk to those that greeted the two when they had returned. Now he had finally managed to slip away and anticipated her reaction. He knocked a little louder...
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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 SilverWings13
The blonde pulled off the silver casque off and smoothed down her pixie-cut before approaching the door. She paused with her hand raised the keypad to type in the code when she realized the entrance was open just a crack. Aryess slid the dagger from its sheath as she entered the base cautiously.
The assassin sensed nothing out of place. The same dim fluorescent lights flickered along the ceiling of the cavernous hallways, guiding her past the same closed doors; there was the same distinct scent of metal and wet cement in the air. It was exactly as she remembered it. Though she had been away...
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posted by happypandasad
Kay, couple OCs, sorry it took so long, I've been busy, busy, busy!


~Skylar's OC~

Piper Jacklin.
Black hair, scrawny build, brown eyes. Beaten as a kid, taken in par his his friend. Can turn invisible, phase, and likes to play soccer. Cocky at times, but usually lovable. He'll probably sit in your lap if he has the opportunity, so be ready. Is an intelligence resource to the team and several underground organizations, and often uses musique to channel thoughts into code and, when he has nothing to do, songs. Sweatshirts and sagging jeans are usually what he goes around in, but his costume is a full...
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posted by Blitz359
The guards quickly lined up as they aimed their rifles at the intruders. Before any of them could take a shot, smoke emitted from the bullet Richi had shot, and a smokescreen hid the teens from view. They scattered, leaving the guards gagging on the foul-smelling smoke. One of the guards managed to get out, "Find- *cough* them! No *cough* prisoners!" As the smoke faded, the guards divisé, split into teams and separated, each eager for blood spill. The same guard spoke into their comms, "Remember your orders."

Cain spied on his 3 pursuers as he hid in the rafters above. "Where are you, toi brat?" One...
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