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Full Name: Blade Serenity Howard
Reason for name: The name came from her father's best friend who died from lung cancer.
Nickname: Kiddo, B, Bladey-boo
Reason for nickname: Dante has always called her kiddo. B is a shortened version of her name. And Bladey-boo was given by literally everyone.
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Star City
Birthday: December 19, 1994
Currently living in: Gotham
Species/Race: Vampire
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Blood Type: O
Occupation: Waitress as a small café.
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Social Status: Lower - middle class.
Relationship Status: Single
Status: Living.

Appearance

Body Build: Straight, would be the best way to describe it, as in she's got curves from her working out, but is constantly mistaken as a male. But that could also be from the fact that she cuts her hair short and wears baggy clothes.
Height: 5'4" or 163 cm.
Weight: 125 lbs
Skin colour: Pale.
Hair style: Side Shaven.
Hair colour: Light Blonde
Eye colour: Red
Distinguishing Features: She has freckles on her face, shoulders, back, and thighs...we'll everywhere really. She's missing her left eye. She has a very distinct scar on her neck, thigh, and back, but others cover her body from many fights. She has a tattoo of tress on her arm that starts at her wrist and reaches up across her forearm. She has a second one that starts at her thigh and travels up it and to her hip then stops--it's sunflowers. Oh, and fangs. Lol.
Preferred Clothing: High-waisted shorts and pants. Flannels. Baggy clothes. Boots and converse.
Accessories: Six ear piercings on her left ear and five, with a bar on her right.

Health

General health: Fairly good.
Posture: Good, though she tends to hunch sometimes.
Any physical illnesses: She's anemic. The blood she drinks helps, but she also takes iron pills.
Any mental illnesses: No.
Take drugs: No.
Smoke: No.
Addictions: She's an alcoholic.

Mental/Emotional State

Mental age: 18.
Act before thinking/Think before acting?: Acts before thinking.

Conversation

Open or not: She's very personable, but has a hard timed approaching others.
Swears: Yes.

Likes/Dislikes

Likes: Blood. Sunflowers. Anything yellow or red. Sweets. Caffeine. Mysterious people. People who find her interesting. Outside. The dark. Inside. Thunderstorms. The smell of fresh linen.
Dislikes: Bugs. Spiders. Meanies. Silver. People. Crowds. Small spaces.

Hobbies
She's picked up roller-blading. Origami. Cooking. And visiting museums.

Nervous Tics
She chews her bottom lip. Running her fingers through her hair. Shifting on her feet. When she's embarrassed her voice raises pitch. The more nervous she gets the harder it is for her to make eye contact.

Strengths/Weaknesses

Strengths: Heightened hearing, strength, speed, healing time, and eye sight.
Weakness: Silver. Any fatal wounds. The fact that she is anemic and needs iron. She can't go long without blood. She's a sucker for any affection, you pass a wink her way and she's yours. She's a freaking hopeless romantic.

Skills/Abilities
She lost any music talent she had in her past life but has picked up on origami. Weird right. I dunno aside from all the perks of being a vampire which includes: Heightened senses, immortality, and blood-dining, she doesn't really have any.

Education/Intelligence

Education: High School Senior Drop-Out.
IQ: 103-slightly above average intelligence.
EQ: 85-weak emotional strength.

Secrets
Blade tends to be confident, over the top, spontaneous, stubborn, and just proud and outspoken. Thus coming off as either really awesome or super obnoxious. Mostly the second. But internally, she's really just this timid lil dweeb who wants to be alone. Ont he other-hand, she thrives off of attention and affection.

Fears
arachnophobia - Fear of spiders
claustrophobia - Fear of small spaces.
She fears losing people.
Fears living forever.
Fears watching the people she cares about die.
Fears the unknown.
And the Dentist.

Views/Opinions on...

Government: She's a liberal
Religion: Agnostic
Economy: She hates where it's going.
Technology: she embraces it.

Favorites

Food: All of it.
Color: Red
Animal: Rabbits and foxes.
Number: 69
Holiday: Halloween.
Season: Fall
Time of day: Dusk/when the sun is setting.
Movie: Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Show: Dance Moms
Type of art: Impressionism
Genre of music: Folk.
Genre of literature: Fantasy.
Genre of shows: Reality.
Genre of movies: Fantasy/Fiction

History
She grew up in a semi okay family. Her dad became a mercenary for hire in order to make more money. Dad began beating on mom and kids. Dad killed mom and older sister. Raised Blade to be super chill.
Fast forward sixteen years.
She joins the team. Has a run in with a crazy ex.
Fast forward two more years.
She's eighteen now. Blade was abducted by an alpha vampire. She turned into a half-vampire. He faked her death.
Blamed the team.
She went on to go by Discord. She attempted to kill Becca, Phoebe, Declan, and Terror. She realized who she was. They confronted Damian. She couldn't resist his magic alpha master vampire powers. She drank his blood with her own consent, thus transforming her into a full vampire.
Full vampire.
Full. Vampire.
Damian died. She broke up with Terror. And went on to start a new life.
There. Pretty short.

Personality
She's two-sided. One that's a facade with confidence and joy and stuff the other with sorrow and pain. She's quick to assume. Quick to anger. Quick to fight. She isn't rational. She thinks with her fist instead of her head. She goes with impulse and instinct instead of waiting around for the answer. But is also a super big softie who just needs a lot of cuddles and naps.

Relationships

Family: Dad-Thomas Roy Howard-Aka:Talon-Living.
Mother-Danielle Marie Howard-Deceased.
Sister-Kelsey Lynn Howard-Deceased.
Brother-Dante Roy Howard-Living.
Love interest: None.

((phew that took awhile. But I had to do this for me. I dunno about y'all but a lot has changed in this girl's life so i shoved it into this stupid really detailed bio. I made her anemic, and an alcoholic, and changed her brother's middle name.))
(( Bentley P.O.V ))
Two months………, two months we’ve been trapped in this death game…. We had barely made a dent into reaching the one hundredth floor. The floor to freedom, I felt lost and tired but wasn’t in my right mind to give up. I walked through the streets in my black combat boots, black jeans, my black fingerless gloves, and fighting vest with swords crossing on the front. I walked past the fruit stands and opened my option list looking to see how much money I had, I clicked on an amount and a bag of money appeared in my hand as I walked over to purchase a bag of apples....
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posted by Robin_Love
She opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. She read the time on the clock. Only noon. She had time. She reached under her bed and pulled out the suitcase. She got up and looked in her closet. Pushing the clothes aside, she grabbed all the weapons left on their posts. She placed them in the suitcase along with the other smaller knives and guns hidden in the room. S
he threw in a book of photos and her journal. She closed the suitcase, slipped her iPod in her pocket, and looked around the simple room she had called hers. There really wasn't much she had, a few books, few clothes,...
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posted by SilverWings13
First songfic ever (published) by yours truly!

This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten


It would be much easier just to let go. To allow the bubbles of valuable oxygen escape her lips an float away to freedom.

Feel the earth move and then
Hear my heart burst again


Her lungs screamed for more air, any air, her body begged for more heat, any heat. The energy had already seeped trough her clothes into the surrounding depths. All senses threatened to shut down and leave her lost in the darkness alone and too exhausted to give a care.

For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment


The chain...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The orange jumpsuit he wore was little more than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. You have refused to give us any information...
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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark tree *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when you do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do you want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish you a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she said surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen more heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind reading ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters or brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten minutes later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle by Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she said grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate you for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. You know that weird feeling in your stomach when you feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. Or you die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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added by SilverWings13
Source: INTERWEBS
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posted by Eclipse-YJ
Name: Weapon X-360 (360 meaning the degree of a perfect circle, deeply meaning ‘Perfect Weapon’)

Occupation: Human weapon/Assassin for hire

Age: 17

Date of Birth: 25th December 1996

Type: Human Weapon/Cyborg

Nationality: American, French, Canadian, Japanese

Hair: Black or some times a fair shade of blue (it changes in the sun) has a side fringe that covers one eye and medium hair in a side parting)

Eyes: Emerald Green

Powers and/or abilitys:
-Skin can turn into adamantium.
-Adamantium claws located in each finger.
-Good flexibility and practices gymnastic fighting.
-Knowledge of how to use guns...
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Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Casual clothes (the test tube is a stink bomb, him and robin like to have 'fun')
Name: Alex "Web" Knight
Age: 16 years old
Height: 5'9
Hair: blond
Eyes: Blue
Nationality: British
Father: Spider-Man
Mother: Sally knight
Affiliations: Young Justice; MI6

Powers: regrow limbs; stick/climb walls; inhuman: strength, agility, reactions
Skills: spying; working undercover; disguising him self; most forms of hand to hand combat; multilingual (can speak english of corse, Russian, German, French, Spanish and more)

Relationship status: I have no clue I'm no good with relationships (unless the odd "I'm awesome & good looking" )

Enemies: French president's daughter (it is the city of love...
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posted by Robin_Love
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Connors Taylor-Di Angelo
Name: Connors Taylors-Di Angelo
Alias: The “Con-man”
Occupation: Gang Member
Powers: Specializes in transformations and explosives, as well as cons and theivery
History: Connors father died when he was young. His mother remarried a rich man. But his new step-father hated him. When Connors found out his step-father, Mr. Taylors, planned to ship him to boarding school, Connors ran away. He became a gang member and was there when the others found Irra Weldon-Addams. They took her in and the two became good friends. When Irra took place as leader, Connors became her second-in-command. When Irra...
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posted by ScarletYJ
This is what happened in a creepy dream I had last night

Warning there's going to be gore in this story, read at your own risk

Scarlet's eyes slowly fluttered open as she laid on what felt like a cold floor. She quickly jolted upright looking around at the never-ending darkness she had woke up in. She stood up trying to use her powers, with no success.

"Scarlet!" she turned as she heard her name not seeing anything but the darkness.

"Mom, is that you, where are you?" she shouted back, she didn't know how it could be her mother. She ran desperately towards where she had heard the voice. She slipped...
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