Oh yeah! My creativity strikes again!!!!


The sound of a gun and breaking glass pierced through the night. The sounds of a struggle were clear for anyone close by. Meaning only two. He stumbled backwards, taken back da the blow. It didn't last long. He kicked, punched, dodged, did all in his power to keep the other one down. His cape shadowed his every move. He was a figure in black, manipulating every thing with his tactical brain. He threw the other one against a wall, watching as he fell and knocked over a few trashcans. He was breathing heavily but prepared for an attack. Nothing. He laughed...

(I'll have pictures later)


"No results in police database, google--"

The large computer chimed. 

"One result..." Sam muttered, opening it. A chill ran down his spine as he read the two words. "Turn around"

He spun, grabbing his sword and pointing it at the figure in the shadows.

"Come out." he said.

The woman walked out. Now that she was standing still in front of him, he could get a better look at her. 

She was tall, that was for sure. She wasn't bad looking either, but the tatoos ruined it all. They covered her left shoulder and arm as well as her right hip and leg. Blackness swirled around the...

I’ll add his OC Bio underneath all this. He’s one of the Outsiders, just one I don’t always use.

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Zeth Parker
Nickname: Z, Zay
Reason o meaning of name: Gift of God
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Brown, short
Height: 5’ 7”
Clothing Style: Modern
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Being found
Your Guilty Pleasure: Warm Fires
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: People te can’t trust
Your Ambition for the Future: Is to live an option?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Must...sleep
What te Think About the Most: My old master...

DID A WHOLE REVAMP FOR THIS GAL

General

Full Name : Katyushka Matryona Pavlova; Katyushka Dmitrievna
Nickname: Mafia, Cad, Yushka, Yona, Nana, Kat
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Nyda, Russia
Birthday: April 22, 1994
Currently living in: Based in Gotham; constantly traveling
Species/Race: Human
Ethnicity: Russian
Occupation: Formerly, assassin
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Social Status: Unknown

Appearance

Body Build: Muscular, some curves
Height: 5’5
Weight: 144 lbs
Skin colour: Warm Ivory
Hair style: To her shoulders to chin, depending on when te catch her, always down.
Hair colour: Red
Eye colour:...

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Name: Callaghan Ivan Rurik
Reason o meaning of name: Callaghan like the royal O'Callaghans of Ireland, Ivan for Ivan the Terrible of Russia, and Rurik because my mother's last name is più valuable than my father's.
Species: Warlock
Eye Color: Honey in the sunlight, midnight in the shade
Hair Style/Color: Short and dark with blonde highlights
Height: 6' even
Clothing Style: Flannels, t-shirts, jeans, and my glasses
Best Physical Feature: Everything (his humility)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Bats... Big, flying rats *shivers*
Your Guilty Pleasure: All night movie marathons...

Note: Happens simultaneously as link


Hounds on the Bridge

The girl blinked quickly as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight while the white portal she had stepped through faded from existence. A warm Mediterranean breeze rustled her untidy red curls, carrying the scent of the sea. As much as she wanted to run through the narrow streets until she was panting for that sea salt sweet air, there was no time for such leisure. Her concern was for someone who had been left behind in the city da mistake.
Before she could even wonder about the trio that had meant to accompany her, her eyes found them. Though...

Hi, life has been busy, sorry, kthnxbai



Chris' eyes widened as the weather began to spiral out of control, his grip on Alex tightening even more. "You're too emotional to even try and restrain him.." He swallowed and his eyes darted to Tobias who was tending to the speedster. "You three get out of here!" He handed Alex off to the two males, blowing into his hands afterwards. "Jaime!" He called out, slowly making his way through the blinding snow. Scotty snarled, snow and wind spiraled around the volpe as he made his way over towards Cadaver, shoving Erasers aside and pushing his way through,...

Name: Catalina Azure Liberty

Alias: Cobalt

Race: Caucasian

Nationality: French/American

Species: Half Spirit

Civvies: Varies

Costume:Doesn't have one.

Powers: She can make things die and cause things to live.

Apperance: Long blue hair with a light shaded streak down the middle of her bangs. She has fair skin and green/blue eyes.

Personality: Quiet, Content, Calm, Scared, Sad, Alone. But she also is annoyed easily and untrusting. (ONE WORDED RESPONSES)

Abilities/Skills: She was a gymnast, so she can do flips and tricks, and she is some-what skilled with knives, blades, and swords.

Background: Catalina...

////Sigh....there's, like, one o two più parts after this one.////////

Richi looked up at his friends, his eyes empty and cold, as if the fuoco that once fueled his emotions had finally snuffed out. They glanced over at the two bodies in the shadows da the corner, and an audible choke escaped from his mouth. "We're done here." stated Richi, his words monotone and meaningless, and he stepped away from the decapitated corpse. Before Richi could say anything else, a long beep emitted from the remains of Giovanni's metal suit. Without warning, the ground under the teens began to tremble and rumble,...

Victor swung a kick to Ari's face,and missed"You call yourself an experienced fighter?"she questioned him,but he ignored her and dropped an ax kick onto her knee,"That barely hurt,maybe we should train when te actually learn how to fight,train with someone else your no challenge,and I only take challenges,"she detto as she walked away",Victor just stood there."What do I do i'm supposed to help save the world.when i don't even know how to spar anymore i used to be great at sparring in my past life."he said,then he heard a familiar voice,"Pray for help."it was Rei,"We should go to church together...

Name: Conrad Bolivar

Alias: none

Age: 15

Appearance: dirty blonde hair and clear light blue eyes, touqe o beanies, usually has head gear.

Powers/Skills: he has the ability to turn translucent and turn others translucent da touch (etc. holding hands), he can walk through walls and objects in his translucent state. He has skills in balance as he hovers on a hoverboard when invisible for quick get aways ( skateboard skills). Combat skills but he usually uses combat in his favour da being translucent when fighting.

Personality: Conrad is a laid back person who often doesnt really care what happens....

((PART 2))

te stared hard at the four keys in your hand. The cold silver cools your hot palms. Closing your eyes te think over the options te have: Blade, Phoebe, Becca, o Silver. Over and over te go through the lista until te finally reached your verdict. Narrowing your eyes te go over to Blade. te couldn't let her suffer any more. As soon as te unlock the restraints te can hear her gasp a thank you.

Blade stared at her, still, impaled hand. Slowly she tried to pull her member off, but the coltello was jagged, pulling her hand off was doing più damage than before. She could feel the...

As the fighting sounded out in the corridor ahead, Richi looked over at his companions. "Can te guys fight?" Jenna glanced over at Richi with a look of both annoyance and concern and replied, "Duh. I'm not sure how effective we'll be though. Something's been weakening Sean and me since we've been in this dungeon." Sean silently nodded in agreement. "Feels like Dampening Magic." Richi bit back a curse as the fighting seemed to get closer. Before he could say a word, a guard came flying out from around the corner and was embedded about 2 feet into the brick wall. Five più guards came running...

She turned away from the clear glass, walking towards the door. She had known this would happen. She had to warn him against the precedente plan. The door opened and they stood face to face. He examined her face.
“We've been found out?”
“No.”
“Just him then.”
She nodded, even though it wasn't a question. He scowled and raked a hand through his hair. She watched him calmly. He took several deep breaths then spoke again.
“We need to clear out of here.”
“And do what?”
“He has already been....revealed. We can't risk that of us.”
“He won't tell.”
“Perhaps not. But she might figure...