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I ran as quickly as possible, trying to get my hands on the Joker. When I got there, the Joker was gone; and Kent was bleeding on the ground.
    “Crap,” I mumbled under my breath. I teleported over to Kent, he had some internal bleeding and bruises, definitely Joker damage.
    “Rene?” he whispered.
    “Shh, I’ll take you to the hospital.” I put him in a protective bubble so I wouldn’t hurt him. We teleported to the mountain and I brought him to the infirmary. Maxine and Nightwing came rushing over to me.
    “What happened?” Maxine said.
    “I don’t know. Kent called me, I got there as fast as I could; but obviously I was too late.” I started to cry, Maxine hugged me.
    “Rene, there was nothing you could do. It’s not your fault.” I pushed away from her.
    “Yes it is!” I was yelling, “I could of stopped this from happening if I could of just gotten there quicker! It is my fault, and I will never forgive myself for it.” I stormed out of the infirmary and sat on the couch, my face in my hands. Nightwing tried to comfort me, but I pulled away.
    “Just leave me alone,” I said as I stormed out the zeta. I went to my apartment in Gotham, to find out about the Joker incident. Kent had fought the Joker single handed without the police helping him. The Joker was winning though, and Kent looked like he was going to die. Kent was laying on the edge of the roof, the Joker kicking the snot out of him. The Joker kicked him so hard that Kent fell off, but quickly grabbed the edge, but the Joker made his fingers let go. He fell down 10 stories onto the hard pavement. I choked back some tears when he crashed on the road. I ran into my room and threw around object in my room. My clothes, weapons, (that was not a good idea) and potions (also a bad idea). The phone rang.
    “Hello?” I said, tears about to come out.
    “Hey, it’s Rosie.”
    “You’re deaf though!”
    “I got a chip installed so I can talk now.”
    “That’s great.” I said, sniffling.
    “What happened?”
    “Kent almost died today.”
    “Oh my god! How?” she asked.
    “Joker, what do you think.”
    “I’m so sorry, you OK?”
    “Yah, I wish you come back here though. I haven’t seen you since the bonfire in Guatemala we had.”
    “Actually, I’m in Gotham right now.”
    “Really? Where?” I was ready to scream I was so excited. There was a knock on the door. When I went to open it, Rosie was standing there.
    “I’m right in front of you.” She smiled. She wore a red tank top, jean skirt and red heels. Her hair was still bright orange, but she got a red streak in the front.
    “AH!!” I hugged her and asked her to come in.
    “Thanks, hey, we should go to the mountain. You need to make me invisible though, so they don’t except me.
    “Of course,” I said, “lets go!” We walked the streets, and sneakily went into the ally. I turned Rosie invisible and walk through the zeta, looking sad-ish.
    “Hey guys, how’s it going?” Rosie walked over behind Nightwing.
    “Everything’s fine Rene, you OK?”
    “BOO!” Rosie yelled behind him. He quickly turned around, but there was no one there.
    “What are you doing Rene?” he said.
    “Me? What could I possibly have done?” I smiled.
    “Really Nightwing? Don’t you remember me?” Rosie said.
    “I don’t know who you are,” he said, facing Rosie right in the face. The potion wore off.
    “It’s me, Rosie!” Nightwing fell on the floor, in a shocked expression. Rosie and I were laughing so hard, are sides were splitting.
    “Best prank ever!” I said, and we high fived. Nightwing smiled and chuckled a little.
    “That was kind of fun you guys. It’s good to see you Rosie. I thought you were deaf?” Rosie smiled.
    “I got a chip so I could speak, I thought it might help my in certain cases, such as this.” Maxine walked into the room.
    “Hey Rosie, heard you got a chip? To help you talk right?”
    “Yeah, it’s good to see you Maxine.”
    “OK, we have a lot of things to do,” said Nightwing, “we need to tell Rosie about the mission, and get ready to strike soon.”
    “Wait,” I said.
    “What?” he said.
    “I need a juice box first!” Maxine rolled her eyes. “Plus, I need to check up on Kent. I can’t leave him yet, not until he’s better.”
    “Fine, Maxine get Rene a juice box, Rosie, I’ll explain to you the plan.”
    “Make sure it’s fruit punch Maxine!” I yelled out to her. I walked into the infirmary and found Kent.
    “He’s currently in a coma,” the nurse said. I grabbed a chair and sat next to him. I could have stopped this from happening, I thought. I laid on his chest and cried. It was my entire fault.
    “Rene, I have your juice box.” Maxine said.
    “Thanks,” I sniffled, “can you come give it to me?” She walked over and set it on the side table. She lifted me up and hugged me.
    “Don’t worry Rene, he’ll be OK.” She said.
    “I hope so,” I sniffled.
posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Micah Parker.. Caverly? I’m not sure which one we’re ruling under.. when I figure that out I’ll let you know~ “Mikey” if you’re Tandoori.
Reason or meaning of name: Aha, that’s funny. Look it up, I’m definitely NOT that.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: I guess you could call it auburn?
Height: Six foot even.
Clothing Style: Hmm.. comfortable, but not like — lounge wear? Piltover is extremely warm so now it’s like, casual?
Best Physical Feature: Ah.. hm. My height? Wait, is that even physical? What is it with girls and men over six feet tall?...
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posted by Robin_Love
Hey guys, it’s R_L, obviously. I just wanted to do something I should have done a long long time ago. I’m not leaving, if that’s what you think. But this is just as important.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry to all the people I’ve been mean to, the ones I’ve pushed so far away that they don’t come back. I’m sorry that I was such a toxic person. I shouldn’t have been and if ever you were hurt because of ANYTHING I did, I’m truly, deeply, unbelievably sorry. I’m not leaving or anything like that, just apologizing for being such a toxic person. I was still growing and learning. That’s...
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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

Favorite Food: Chocolate

Favorite 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
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Aysel Valren
Reason or meaning of name: Aysel means "Moon flood".
Eye Color: Lavender
Hair Style/Color: "Silky white" as my parents like to call it. Almost always braided.
Height: Around 5'7-5'8
Clothing Style: ...Royal? I'm not sure how to describe it other than I wear a lot of navy and forest green.
Best Physical Feature: *mumbled incoherently* (Def your cute wittle elf horns.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Ruling a country.. I'm glad I'm not the eldest of my siblings.
Your Guilty Pleasure: I spend way too many hours training in combat.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Injustice.....
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posted by Robin_Love
The moon was high in the sky by 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 you wanted to be alone, but Fang and I-”
The recording...
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posted by SilverWings13
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Anastasia Alexovna Aldric (née Romanova)
Reason or meaning of name: Anastasia was her aunt's name, means "resurrection"; her middle name is a derivative of her father's name, Alexei; born Romanova, but recently married; Aldric means "wise ruler"
Eye Color: forest green
Hair Style/Color: auburn; curly; usually intricately braided
Height: 5' 2" ((v smol))
Clothing Style: comfortable. Simple jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt if she's not going to meet anyone.
Best Physical Feature: my...hair? ((It's wild, but soooo soft))

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: disappointing the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
...I haven't posted in forever, and I've finally started developing Lexi so that she can be used in things :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Alexis, or Lexi. Preferably Lexi.
Reason or meaning of name: Apparently it means I'm shy and humble.. hm.
Eye Color: They're brown.. however i do have specks of blue.
Hair Style/Color: Jet black and super silky! Although it's very.. jagged. I may or may not have cut it off with some glass.. out of.. angst?
Height: 5'6. Taller than my brother and still growing.
Clothing Style: I tend to wear very bright and what's the word? (Frilly?) That! Like, pinks and...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Kori Adams at your service.
Reason or meaning of name: WELL, it was Karina, but that didn't fit my style so I aggravated the everliving sh- (*coughs*) ..crap, outta dad to change it.
Eye Color: Don't you have fu- (KORI.) *sigh* They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: Black, short, white piece in the front.
Height: I think I'm like 5'7, 5'8, idk man.
Clothing Style: Look at my father and you'll know. Black and old band t-shirts, most of them are his.
Best Physical Feature: I believe it's my white streak. (Dear God, definitely your deceiving angelic face.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE...
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posted by Robin_Love
Belle Reve
Belle Reve
She looked up at the large building ahead, the sun beating down on her. It was a thick wall, gray and made like a battlement of a castle's wall. There was a long way to a heavily guarded gate. The humid winds blew around her in the marshy land. She looked around for a minute, the boy still standing next to her with something of a content look on his face.
“I may not remember much, but I'm fairly certain I wasn't born in Belle Reve...”
He smiled again, that ever vague smile of the Cheshire cat.
“There's a lot for you to remember, kitten. Let's get started.”
He walked to the gate, pulling...
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posted by SilverWings13
Part 1: link

Nov 27, 1927 11:45 pm
New Orleans, Louisiana
A French Quarter dance club

Yakov stared at the other men a moment, dark eyes dancing between the Russian boy, the nervous mayor, and the intoxicated teenagers. It had been three days since the last new moon. Alexie guessed this was the first time Yakov had planned to feed since then-- that was his hope, anyway. As if by fate, the girl closest to Yakov suddenly fell into him, giggling breathlessly. She looked up at the man quizzically, as if realizing he had joined them for the first time. The girl was around 18, and the older man was considerably...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Jamie Adams Norrian.. Dad calls me Princess when I complain about doing hard work. *sigh*
Reason or meaning of name: Heck if I know, I think Dad thought I was gonna be a girl. Ask my parents?
Eye Color: Blue~
Hair Style/Color: Blackish/brownish, it's medium.
Height: I'm only 5'4..
Clothing Style: Beanies and a bright shirt.
Best Physical Feature: Idk honestly, but Dad said it was my eyes.

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Losing my family..
Your Guilty Pleasure: I really like to binge peanut butter, but Ciel's allergic soooo doesn't happen often.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve:...
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posted by Robin_Love
link

If you want to listen



She stood still, her back straight as a rod. The sword in her hand was gripped tight, her knuckles white.
The cut on her cheek stung, but she grit her teeth and looked at her opponent. He was just as calm as she was on the outside, but both were tactical storms underneath, debating their next move. She blinked, and suddenly was back to years earlier.

You fascinated me
Cloaked in shadows and secrecy
The beauty of a broken angel

I ventured carefully
Afraid of what you thought I'd be
But pretty soon I was entangled

You take me by the hand
I question who I am


She looked at him steadily,...
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posted by Robin_Love
Something I put together with a twist on my two favorite stories of past (or legend. whatever you want to think) I hope you enjoy!

The day droned on in a wave of summer heat. The grass blew in the mildly cool breeze, insects chirping in the hum of the day. All was quiet and still, just how she liked it. She sat lazily on a bench, something her mother would have scolded her for so long ago. Her journal lay in her lap, pen moving quickly on the page. Her fingers slowed, then stopped. She sat up and shut the book. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a much older, worn leather book. The smell...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Trystan increased the speed on the treadmill, jamming the earphones into his ears. He shook his red hair from his face, sliding down his goggles over his eyes as he began to pick up speed. He stared straight forward at the wall as he ran, his focus altering at the red lightning bolts. The male slowed the treadmill and stepped off of it, slowly pulling the earphones away from him. Trystan stumbled back when a hand clasped around his neck, his gloved hands gripping at the yellow forearm.
"Where's your brother?" Trystan gasped out for breath, staring back at a familiar face. "Hu-Hunter!" The speedster...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Precious child
Precious child
Name: Jaime [Jay-me] Adams-Norrian (Adams is't known, however Norrian is. Only few know his last name.) Or as Fang calls him sometimes "Princess".
Alias: Valac
Occupation: Hero
Age: 17
Appearance: Jaime's hair color is the same as his father's, Fang, however it isn't nearly tinted as a ravenette color in the sunlight. Jaime's hair is much shorter and frames in his face, mainly in the cheek area. His eyes are a bright blue. The teen's stature is only 5'4 and his body frame is quite small, however it allows him to be more nimble in battles. Much like his father, Jaime has wings. They stretch 14ft...
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posted by khanna266
I couldn't find any blonde little girls
I couldn't find any blonde little girls
"Big Brother,Wake up!"Lily poked at her older brother with her toy wand."Ugh!Five more minutes mom."he grunted and rolled over facing towards the wall."I'm not your mommy,silly.I'm your wittle sister"the little blonde laughed.Daniel rolled over facing towards her and looked up at her with one of his bright baby blue eyes"That's right you are.Besides your too short to be my mommy."he joked and Lily laughed in the adorable way she always did.Daniel then put on a shirt and threw Lily over his shoulder."Daniel what are you doing?"she laughed as her braids fell hanging upside down."I'm kidnapping...
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posted by MafiaYJ
"Now! Lon, take him out." It hate just been over a year since my last assignment, but a year was enough to change me. At one point in life, killing was easy, not enjoyable but I didn't have much guilt. Now that was all different. Now I had friends, family, people I cared about. And its that, that madr it that much harder to pull the trigger.
I had a gun as I ran down the steps and kicked open the door to the lobby. My target was in my line of fire. I could take him out. He made himself so obvious. But we were in a hotel lobby. Around me, people were in a panic at the sight pf my gun. Who was...
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posted by MafiaYJ
Crisbela
It has been long since,
I have seen.
The outside world,
Is but a dream.

I have once seen,
Where flowers lie,
But now all I see,
Is a starless sky.

I remember,
A shining sun,
Its blinding rays,
Shone on everyone.

There was a boy,
I once met,
He is all I had,
And I will never forget.

I am alone,
In my dark world,
Praying to see as I had,
When I was a little girl.

Verona
Music evades me,
As does your voice,
All I have is before me,
And I have no choice.

Your moving lips,
They captivate,
I mustn't look away,
Before it' too late.

I remember swaying,
To the music in my bones,
But I can barely hear,
That I am all alone.

I miss the magic,
That music used to bring,
I remember when,
I could hear birds sing.

Now everything I have,
Is only everything I see,
And that is not the way,
I want things to be.

(I was bored and wrote these each for the sisters. please dont steal!)
posted by GlitterPuff
She awoke from her sleep hearing a scream from a room. Quickly, the red head jumped out of bed and went into the living room, seeing Amara curled up in a ball on the couch. Rene walked over to her, sat down, and pet her head.
    “Amara sweetie, what’s wrong,” she said, her voice sounding half asleep. The black haired girl answered quietly.
    “Daddy… he was gonna…” her voice trailed off, not finishing her sentence; but Rene knew what she was going to say.
    “He wouldn’t jump off honey,” the red head said with kindness...
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I was bored, so I decided to find and list all the articles pertaining to Aisling’s life, in anticipation for my upcoming series!

link: Series; finished. Aisling aged 14. My first (and very crappy) Aisling story. Basically it introduces Kaos, Aisling, and mind-hacking.
Wings of Kaos: Series; canceled. Aisling aged 14-15. Never actually wrote it, but a basic summary: Aisling. Kaos. Fun. Not really. And then he was your dad.
link: Two-shot; finished. Aisling aged 15. “Hi Aisling. I’m Tesla. Can I rape you?”
link: One-shot; finished. Aisling aged 15. Aisling and Jackson break up. This will...
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