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posted by SilverWings13
She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had প্রদত্ত her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the পালঙ্ক in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It would have been humiliating to have to face Cal while wearing his oversized flannel and some long-forgotten girl’s shorts. He kept his eyes on his laptop as she passed him to get a glass of water, but turned when he felt her eyes peeking over his shoulder at the macroeconomics essay. With a start, she realized that he was wearing glasses to see the tiny black print on his laptop screen. “If আপনি have any input on the causes and effects of the 2008 recession, I’m all ears.” Ana shook her head and quickly stopped staring, moving to sit across from him at the island. After a few মিনিট of nothing but the tapping of keys, Cal finally spoke up. “I’m sorry for bringing up your sister earlier-“
“I want her dead.”
It was the warlock’s turn to look startled, eyes wide behind the half-rimmed lenses. His fingers had stopped moving. Ana took a deep breath and explained, “I’ve never…talked about what she did to me, to anyone, and আপনি caught me off guard. But আপনি want an alliance, and that’s what I want too. Justice for my family.”
“Your family? But…what does that have to do with Eline?” When the girl looked down at her glass cup instead of him, he closed his laptop lid so abruptly that she jumped. “Please, Ann, talk to me! I want to understand you. How can we be বন্ধু if you’re such a mystery? Doesn’t it hurt to keep it all bottled up? অথবা at least tell me of your home. আপনি must miss it. Tell me of Elam!”
He had leaned forward, and she found herself inching back, his eagerness astonishing her. But also tempting her. She sensed that he would listen to her ramble about the প্রথমপাতা she missed so much অথবা even cry about what she had been through without judging her. “I-” Cal suddenly leaned closer but he was squinting and looking past her at something growing bigger as it hurtled from the darkness toward the opposite living room window. “What the f-” His curse was cut off as the floor-to- ceiling window exploded and the projectile crashed into the room.
Callaghan shouted in surprise as the glass flew অগ্রবর্তী with the momentum of the crash. The smaller girl suddenly sprung across the island and pulled him down behind the shelter. They crouched together behind the counter, staring wide eyed at one another in the sudden silence. But moments later the glass shifted as something heavy scraped against the concrete flooring. The warlock heard Ann hiss in protests as he peeked around the corner of their hiding place.
Lying on the living room floor was a white armature heaped under a blanket of black clouds. Two panels of windows had been shattered to leave a gaping hole to the night wind and stars. The projectile shifted and Callaghan realized it was a living thing: a giant skeletal bird twice his size, made up of negative spaces between ribs and leg অস্থি and claws except for its head, dominated দ্বারা a solid beak, and wings, made of the ebony smoke. The warlock looked to the shattered window it had crashed through, the trail of glass and scratches as it had slid across the floor before finally thumping into the L-couch where it now lay twisted and collapsed in on itself. The creature was immobile aside from a twitch of a claw here and the shifting of smoke there. Callaghan glanced over his shoulder as Ann crept out from behind the island like a wary শিয়াল treading toward a sleeping predator. She tip-toed carefully over the glass shards to navigate around the bird, evaluating the beast, until she stopped between the skeletal bird and the broken window as if to put as much distance between the massive beak and herself as possible. “Is it dead?” Ann whispered.
Both jumped and stumbled back as the beast suddenly began to thrash its wings and attempt to scramble to its feet, slipping on the glossy floor. It hurled itself to its feet and Cal jumped back as the creature tried to gain stability in its disoriented state, a thrashing left wing knocking over a lamp. It leapt onto the back of the পালঙ্ক but only exceeded in overturning the furniture to tumble over in another crash.
A scream pierced the room as the creature’s mate swooped over Ann’s head through the hole in the দেওয়াল of windows. It landed beside the larger bird as it gained its footing, and the birds faced their homonid counterparts. Cal’s eyes darted between the flustered skeleton slowly stalking towards him and the one sizing up the girl. It stepped forward, and she stumbled back, towards the edge of the shattered glass. Her raptor suddenly leapt at her with a screech, and she ducked, but a clawed foot pinched the heel of her jeans and yanked her backwards. Ann shouted as she fell, clawing at anything to grab at in the sparsely furnished room as the creature dragged her towards the gaping hole in the pinthouse’s দেওয়াল of windows. The girl’s waist had just cleared the edge when a blast of আগুন collided with her captor. The bird exploded in a maelstrom of ashes and dropped Ana, who was pulled downwards দ্বারা her own body weight until her fingers caught a crack in the floor from the initial crash, leaving the 90 pound girl dangling a hundred feet above the street.
Ana was about to cry for help when she heard Callaghan shout in pain. She dug her fingers into the shallow crack and hauled herself upwards. She screamed when she saw the other monster with a massive skeletal foot pinning the warlock to the ground. With a cry, he threw up his hands to defend himself, but only a weak spark escaped his fingers. He had exhausted a great deal of magic in the massive আগুন ball that has saved Ana from the other raptor. As Ana watched, the monster’s beak pierced Callaghan’s abdomen. The redhead’s own horrified cry was overwhelmed দ্বারা her friend’s screams as the creature ripped into the soft tissue below his ribs. The girl suddenly found herself leaping up back into the apartment and lunging at the creature, landing on its back between the smoking wings, and digging her claws into its skull with a roar. Her vision clouded with an angry red, Ana saw Cal, unmoving, lying still in a pool of blood, glasses lying cracked beside his head, skin ripped open, intestines and liver mutilated. Such fury filled the girl that she felt the monster’s thick skull fracture beneath her claws.
The raptor tossed up its head with a tortured screech, attempting to dislodge the nails from its head. It stumbled backwards, thrashing its wings, and toppled out of the open window. Ana felt weightless as they fell, then jolted as the monster regained flight. It shrieked and flailed into the sky in attempt to shake off the creature on its back. The girl was vaguely aware of the nausea in her stomach as she was yanked to and fro, as the ground, the streets, and apartment building grew farther and farther away, but her mind was filled with the blood and guts of her friend strewn across his living room floor. Her friend. Her ally. With a scream Ana dug her claws into the beast’s skull and squeezed. A terrible crack, a strangled screech, and then the beast was plummeting downward.
The girl was suddenly falling through the air. The creature’s অস্থি cracked through the glass ceiling of the pent house’s indoor pool, and the girl followed, smashing through the fractured ceiling. Ana felt the glass slice her skin as she crashed through it, but her whole body went numb when she slammed into the water. unable to even feel the glass slicing her skin as it fell from above. Falling from so high up, it was like hitting concrete. She gasped water and ash into her lungs. She was only aware of the screaming pain in her chest, then the dull thump of her head hitting the bottom of the pool. Then darkness. Silence. Nothing.
*Giggle* Sorry Writer, I had too!






"Okay! Places everyone, chop chop!" The Director said(this time, its a real director, not the creepy lady.) clapping her hands, holding a script in between her torso and arm.
"And in 5...4...3...2..." Lights flashed on, I was in the middle of a small kitchen, standing over a small counter, with a blender, আগুন extinguisher, a bag of nails, and a stack of balonga. I had a motorcycle helmet, and on পরিচ্চদ-রক্ষক বহিরাবরণ on.
"Herro people!" I said, waving, inside of the cycle শিরস্ত্রাণ I was smiling, the glass wasnt tinted, so আপনি could see my face.
"Okay, so আপনি see here, a stack...
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 যেভাবে খুশী pic!
Random pic!
This প্রবন্ধ has been in my Drafts section for TOOOO long.
To keep note this is what I originally wanted Shadow to be when I first got introduced to this "OC club thingy". But since I thought about the character I thought it was just "Not modern".
I don't know if this should be made into a different person অথবা what, your choice. (write in মতামত please!)
I just wanted আপনি to see it 'cause from memory, it took me AGES to make her.
Note: ^ I just added that now. Down is the bio.

Name: Maria Kyle

Code Name: Black Phantom

Other Aliases: Sakura, Cheery (Only in civilian life)

Age: 13

Occupation: Ninja/Hero/Orphan...
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It was a crisp fall দিন in the city of Melbourne, and a 2 yr old girl was perched on a red wooden মল in front of the huge glass window. Watching the bustling city, cars and stinky drivers, hotels filled with taxi cars and malls bursting with a large amount of shoppers. She wasn't so far up in the apartment, hardly on the সেকেন্ড floor so she was able to see most things, her hands greedily moving up the window, wishing to go outside.
Her eyes followed traces of flying autumn leaves, rustling in the wind and dancing in the sky.
A big black অগ্রদূত gave a big abrupt stop on the side of a jewellers...
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Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...
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Timeline: 3 years in the future...

“Cʼmon, cʼmon, cʼmon,” Aryess muttered.
“Patience, kiddo,” Nic ব্যক্ত through the communication unit in her ear.
“Itʼs freezing up here!” She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to gain warmth.
“What did আপনি expect? Youʼre 102 stories up and itʼs the middle of the bloody winter.”
“Oh.. yeah.” The teenager tried to focus on the spectacular view from the শীর্ষ of Empire State Building. The city lights were a dazzling light প্রদর্শনী of yellow, red, blue, white. She was grateful for the full head mask that tucked her long fair hair away and kept...
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posted by AislingYJ
Before I unleash Hayden onto the world of RP (it should happen probably later tonight অথবা tomorrow) there was one change I wanted to make to his bio. I didn't really wanna re-post the whole bio, so the only change is involving his personality.

He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.

Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
posted by InfinityYJ
Brennan broke off the call with the team, turning to Joker. “Make it believable. We want them to think that’s actually her.”
The madman grinned. “I’ll do my very worst!”
Brennan rolled his eyes and walked out. “Idiot,” he muttered, walking out to another room. “Good thing I have that program.. incredible likeness to the real thing.”
~/:::::~
Fin woke up to an indescribably strange situation. She sat in a large chair, one that towered over nearly the whole room. The room itself had little to no light, shadows dancing on the edges of the walls. She tugged at her arms, and found...
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posted by InfinityYJ
M’gann switched the T.V. off after awhile, going back to the বিস্কুট she’d left. Kaldur had gone back to Atlantis, while Nathan had convinced Wally into a game of air hockey. Artemis was chatting up with the teenage martian in the রান্নাঘর about the teens they’d all just seen. M’gann couldn’t seem to stop gushing about the girls’ dresses, while Artemis was finding parts of the interviews to criticize, whether it be Dick’s জ্যাকেট hem অথবা Danna’s hairstyle.
Robin had gone down the hall to check out if Delta was ready to go প্রথমপাতা yet, considering they had a fundraiser to go to that...
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posted by AislingYJ
 Matrix 'Stume
Matrix 'Stume
PLEASE don’t kill me. Since I basically deleted all my OCs except Aisling (the Castaways might eventually get an article..you never know) and Jackson’s gone, I wanted a RP-ing guy. So..um...here.
Name: Hayden Smythe
Hero Name: Matrix
Age: 16
Appearance: about 6’1”, muscular build, slightly tan skin, shaggy dirty blonde/light brown hair, blue-gray eyes
Civvies: See pic
‘Stume: Basically his civvies, but slightly modified (see pic)
Personality: quiet, down-to-earth, hostile at first, hot-tempered, has some trust issues, tough outer shell, a good liar, mysterious, rebellious
Powers: none
Skills: deception and manipulation, escape artist, lock picking, hacking, escaping from things, etc.
Weapons: mostly martial arts, but he’ll use whatever he can get his hands on, handy with tools
Bio: Hayden refuses to reveal his past. ((Mostly cuz I really don’t wanna figure it out right now..it’ll come. Eventually.))
 Hayden civvies (ignore the hair spikiness)
Hayden civvies (ignore the hair spikiness)
 যেভাবে খুশী Hayden!
Random Hayden!
posted by SilverWings13
"15 minutes" a voice crackled through the speakers mounted in the corners of the arena.
"Damn it!" Aryess exclaimed. She threw back her ঘোমটা to allow the cool air conditioning to cool the sweat sliding down her face.
"Your rate is fine," Emily ব্যক্ত through the speakers from the viewing room above.
"You matched mine," Alek muttered barely loud enough for her to hear through the sound waves.
The teenager standing in the center of the arena glanced up to the long window above. The four other members stood above, all wearing similar and completely different expressions.
Emily tried to give the younger...
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posted by InfinityYJ
BAH. I'm working on Living Remains, I swear, but I was pressured into posting this.
Rated PG-13 for gore and over-description.
Kind of AU-ish, where Nathan Stone is real and not Ryan Zucco, but not dating Fin. At all. :D


The linoleum tiles were splattered with a crimson liquid, and Dick could've sworn it was taunting him. Some of it was just যেভাবে খুশী splashes of coppery scented color against the pale walls, most of it was in patterns and words. Widened grins of a crazed madman were prominent, Bruce noted dutifully, but some were crude letters scribbled with a finger. Among these were "help," "pain,"...
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posted by FangYJ
PAIN. 
               That's all Fang felt when he opened his eyes to blinding lights. He shifted around, noticing the cuts that were across his face, including the one that stretched from his left eye and the way down past his lips. His hair was stuck together in the back from all the blood. Fang coughed and wincing from feeling his newly cracked ribs, he looked to the right staring at a IV drip that was in his arm.
"Nyah, wha?" Fang managed to croak out.
"Don't strain yourself." A woman in a labcoat re-adjusted the restraint around Fangs wrist. 
"School..."
"No no dearie. You're in Dr....
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posted by SilverWings13
Declan stood in place, panting from the exertion. Feeling the adrenaline drain from his vein. The men remained unconscious and unmoving.
Though it had left him with a black eye and several bruises, Declan knew the fight had been too easy.
The floor beneath his feet shuddered slightly and shifted as the train made a turn, pulling Declan from his collective trance.
Every passenger was solemnly silent, even the baby. They gave him fearful looks. But another emotion glinted there. Accusation. He had beat these men. Declan realized it did not matter to them that the thugs had come after him with every...
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posted by The_Writer
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate দ্বারা touching you), retractable অ্যাঞ্জেল wings.

History: Eronica's parents were murdered দ্বারা KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused দ্বারা her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
posted by Robin_Love
She walked down the street, head down and shades on. It had been at least a মাস since the catastrophe, since she'd been in Happy Harbor. Erin had taken off for who knows where. She had learned that the explosion that had caused their cave in had been located under Project Justice's house. The house of the clones she had helped create. All but one had ended up destroyed; Billy West. He'd been at the mountain for a few weeks, at Batman's insistence.
She knew; she'd hacked the mainframe from her laptop. She had run into a few of the team members, but hadn't ব্যক্ত much to any of them. Not even...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Some kids stood in front of the Memorial 
"Whoa! Scott Clancy! He was White Lightning!" The kids looked down at their Justice League শার্ট then back up! 
"He was my hero!" The kids stood in awe 
"Why did he go into the Military? He was a super hero!"
"They needed someone to go undercover with powers like his!"
"But that blast killed him!"
"Which is why he done it! It would would've destroyed the Earth!" The kids argued back an forth, and Brendan stood and watched, a smile came to his face when kids would recognize Scotts name. He walked down the street, and slipped his hat back on.
"Dad! C'mon...
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posted by SilverWings13
Two words: Train fight!!!

Declan concentrated for a moment before he felt the familiar tingle on his skin, like freezing water rushing over him. He looked at his hand on the railing. And saw nothing but the railing.
None of the other passengers had noticed his sudden transformation; they were too preoccupied in their own little worlds of technology and small children.
The men entered at the same time and gathered in the middle, passing the now invisible boy.
They wore the same baffled expressions when they did not see their target who they knew had been in this car. And he was. They just could...
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posted by Mclovin_69
(( Gotham City 6:34 PM November 12th, 2012))

He jumped a building as a cop shouted for him to stop, it amused him the cop actually thought he was going to stop. He shot his grappling hook and swung of the building " yeeha!!! " he shouted out laughing and shot a grappling hook from his other wrist compartment and swung from building to building, people wondered why he always ran if only they could be in his shoes and know all hes been through than maybe they would understand. Suddenly he was shot back into the side of a building and cracked the glass he crashed into, his eyes widened as he saw...
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 Jack
Jack
Okay, I had to do this....sorry, personal reasons....



Name: Jack Michels

Alias: The Healer

Appearance: 6'1. Brown hair. Black eyes. Regular build.

Civies: GYARG!!! LOOK AT THE PRETTY PICTURE!!!

'Stume: White body suit, blue cape.

Powers: Healing

Skills: Lockpicking. Advanced Martial Arts.

Past: Growing up with Prosopagnosia(the inability to reconise faces), is hard. His family yelled all the time about how he was so ungrateful, he couldnt even reconise their faces. His sister was the only one who understood, they were close. When she passed away from cancer, it devistated him. His parent were so angry,...
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posted by AislingYJ
Okay, I’m terribly sorry about the long wait (1 month, according to fanpop..)! I just had a deathly case of lazywritersblockhomeworkiactuallykindahavealifecantbebotheredatall-itis, but I’m over that now, so here it is! Part 6 of Broken Wings! If আপনি need a refresher (which আপনি might), I have the লিঙ্ক to all 5 parts and the prologue in my পছন্দ link! Well, time for me to shut up, and let আপনি read my story!
The bioship, invisible even to the most watchful eye, cut through the night. Inside, the members of the Justice League sat; the ship had been reconfigured to accommodate a much larger...
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