Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, Angel
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...

Oops, accidently deleted this. It’s the same Owl King as before!

Bodies leaned over standing-tables and elbowed to get a place at the bar. Voices filled the air in layers until it was a constant roar of noise. Amidst it all, a young woman in a short, sparkling aquamarine dress slipped through the bodies. She emerged from the crowd as she reached the bar, feeling a moment of respite from the suffocating stench of acrid cigarette drags, fruity e-cig puffs, and stifling body sweat. Her eyes seemed to scan the row of amber bottles on the back wall in front of a long mirror. Really, she was watching...

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Pandora Elizabeth Diana Rouge
Code Name: Eclipse
Nickname: Phoebe
Reason or meaning of name: Pandora in Greek means 'all gifts'. She donned the name, Phoebe, first for safety reasons, however, Pandora is quite old fashioned. She came to use the name Eclipse as a metaphor, her darkness covers her light. Her family is of French heritage hence Rouge, which is red in French.
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Straight, medium length, dark raven colour.
Height: 5’6
Clothing Style: Edgy, combat ready. Likes her bodysuits
Best Physical Feature: My families eyes.

LAYER TWO:...

So, like I was gonna wait to make this anoother time but, idk when I'll be able to get on again so yeah. Here's some more boring shit. :p

"Hurry! I saw them go this way."Jake yells and they continue running.
"Not on my watch." Alek pops up out of nowhere.
"We don't have time for you." Khanna bubbles him and they keep running.
"Hey let me out of here!" he bangs on the bubble but, it won't pop.
"Bubbles, never knew you had that power."Jake says as they turn down the next hall.
"Yeah, that's cuz I don't usually use it." she says and they find Daniel.
"Hey guys. They have cookies." he says as he munches...

*unfolds sheet of paper* “If you were able to do one thing and get away with it Scott free, no consequences or anything back happening, what would you do?”

*while ripping up paper* Fantastic question! *laughs quietly and licks lips* God, there’s so many possibilities.
Um, one thing I would probably do is break into The Watchtower with a horde of small monkeys and shit on Superman’s desk- that is, if he has a desk. If he doesn’t have a desk, the next best thing I would do would be…. Maybe break into the White House and…. No…. Nevermind, that’s not fun.
*scoffs* I guess it would...

My little baby... Meet Vulpes... He is based off of "THE VULPES INCULTA" from my new, and latest obsession, Fallout: New Vegas.. All rights belong to Bethesda Gaming Studios and the other creators of the game. I did change up some things *Cough* The Legion and his past *cough* To fit the modern day time of our little OC universe, but mostly everything else, including looks, personality, and the 'gang' leader, is based off his charrie and other notes from the game..

Name: Vulpes Inculta
(V-ull-pez In-cool-tah)

Class:Villian

Race: Caucasian/Human

Age: Eighteen

Hair: Dark brown; buzz-cut.

Eyes: A vibrant...

"Ass-face? I don't remember that nickname."

"Oh it's new, seeing you left me for that hoe."

"She is not a hoe. She's my girlfriend"

"Just like I was?"

"Yes, just like you were." Jennifer still stood behind Nye, looking at the girl that stood before them. "Amora, why can't you just get over this already?"

"Because you knew that I didn't trust men! I thought you were different, and you broke my heart."

"So, you're just going to kill me? How is that a solution?"

"Because you won't be here anymore to torture me!" She raised her gun and pointed it at Nye.

"Jennifer," Nye whispered, "Run."

"I'm not leaving...

After leaving Daniel's place, he decided that he would spend the next day with Jennifier, so her could be happy before he died. Nye walked out of the dismal area and back over to the sunnier apartment where his girlfriend lived. He slowly walked up to the door and knocked on it, waiting for her to open the door. As she did, her caramel eyes burst with tears as she jumoed up and hugged him, toppling him over onto the ground.

"I'm happy to see you too," the blonde boy muttered out as he attempted to stand up with her on him.

"I thought you weren't coming back!"

"I got what I needed early and decided...

Nye grabbed his coffee cup and walked out of the bar, getting a few strange looks for people. As he walked out the door, he threw his half filled cup into the near by trash can and pulled out his cellphone. He clicked a few buttons and put the phone to his ear, waiting for the other person on the end to pick up. Come on Daniel, come on...

"Hello?" The voice on the other end asked.

"Hey Daniel, it's Nye."

"Hello Nye. Haven't heard from you in a while. How are things?" He pursed his lips.

"Not so good. I was wondering if you could help me. I need some definite answers about something."

"Sure, come...

(well part two enjoy)

They walk in to the back of the stage and whisper in hush tones
"you know the plan so get ready" stated Alex before walking to the door heading to the stage
"well lets go brain" Ajax said jokingly before climbing onto the ceiling his black cloths blending in with the shadows
"right then pinky" Kane laughs straighting his tie and walking to join the other people dancing.

Hearing the signal he headed to the door....on the far end of the room so sighing he moved through the crowd
Hearing Alex singing was strange he never thought to think of it when he accepted the mission nor...

This is taken place ten years ahead in Nye's time stream. He is now about 25 years old, turning 26 in a few months. At the moment, he has no idea what will happen because he cannot see this far into the future, not even his own. Please, make sure he is unaware of this future. Thank you.

"Jennifer, stop trying to get me drunk."

"Come on sweetie, live a little!"

"You know why I don't." She pouts.

"Come on, just for me. Please?" He sighed.

"Fine Jenny." He grabbed the beer bottle she gave him and took a gulp of it. She smiled widely and clapped a little.


"Yay! Oh thank you honey!" She gave him a kiss...

This is actually the original version, with a thing or two changed.

Name: Silverbolt

Identity: Kyle Rhodes

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Eyes: Blue

Hair: Blonde

Hero or Villain: Hero

Mentor(s): Batman, Green Arrow (only in archery) and Black Canary.

Powers: His meta-gene grants him a healing factor, while Scion nanotech gives him enhanced strength, speed, agility, and senses when he concentrates.

Abilities: Marksman, expert in both armed and unarmed combat, acrobatics including parkour, tactician, stealth, and master archer (in his later years he can fire five arrows faster than thought).

Equipment: Black...

This has got to be the cheesiest thing I've ever written. But cheesy is just the right word to describe my Russian boy, so it fits ;P


Frozen in shock, Alek watched as Tara's eyes trailed from his stunned expression to the diary in his hand. Alek scrambled for an explanation, but the words tripped over each other and fell off the ends of the Earth. He stayed still as she reached across the comforter and took the notebook from his open hands. The two sat in silence on either side of the bed, one staring helplessly at the other's back as she faced away.
"I... It wasn’t my intention... This isn't..."...

This is a part 1 of 2 only IF Sil wants to continue it. If not, enjoy this one~shot!!!!!!



He slipped into the barely open door, looking around. The afternoon light filtered through the room. Her floor was clean, but the small amount of clutter on the desk and dresser made him smile at the familiarity. The girl he was looking for was sprawled on the bed, asleep. A book and pen lay open beside her, forgotten as dreams filled her sleep. He shook his head a little, smiling at how simple she was in sleep yet so alive with emotions. He capped the pen and placed it on the desk.
He sat down on the bed...