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posted by Blitz359
“Recognized: SilverWings, B-26”
“Sil! You’re not dead!” The blonde had barely stepped through the zeta-tube
before she was tackled in a hug. “Hey, Mel,” she greeted with a wide grin.
“Where have te been? Are te okay? I died! Like, literally, it-,” the energetic girl
ceased her rapid-fire domande as the computer announced another presence.
“Recognized: Thirteen, B-35.”
“Alek!” Melissa turned, but froze as a snow haired, icy-blue eyed, frost-pale
skinned boy she didn't recognize stepped into the room. The Russian sighed, “I
am aware we have much to explain. But first...” he turned to the computer,
“Manual override, authorize Thirteen. Change I.D. to ‘Titanium’.”

Alek nodded to the ones who smiled at him, the ones who seemed relieved at the
return of him and his partner, tried to answer the domande thrown his way. But
the only one who he really cared about was the solemn looking brunette who
stood beside Becca.
"Tara," he breathed. Becca glared at him and whispered something to her friend
which sounded like she was asking permission to “punish him for his absurd
actions”, but Tara shook her head and marched inoltrare, avanti to him. She gave him a
decisive look, but so serene it was, for he couldn't tell if she was happy o angry
to see him. The young hero got his answer as the girl raised her hand and
slapped him, like a cobra strike. Before he even had time to wince, Tara grabbed
his collare and forced him to her height. Her deep brown eyes scored his dazzling
blues. She kissed him, a rough gesture that turned to passionate and deep. He
drank in the pleasure of her, her scent, the feeling of her in his arms.
"Don't ever do that to me again, Felis," she uttered. "Or I won't be here when you
return."

Vika stared at the black chip in her hand. For her, it could be a gateway to
another world, another life. All she had to do was slip it into her ear and tell them
she was ready. Someone would come to fetch her, Nic she hoped. The hothead
was so strong and so sure of himself, made her feel as if nothing could ever go
wrong. He had shown such focus in the weeks they had trained, and such
courage in battle.
The girl sighed, rolling the communication device between her fingers. She knew
she couldn't leave. No matter how curious she was to meet the other members of
the Double Helix squad, no matter how curious she was to visit the city that
Aryess had spoken so fondly of, no matter how much she yearned to fight along
side Blaze and defend those who needed it as Czarina. Vika knew she had to
stay here, in Rio de Janeiro, with her father. She was all Sasha had, since his
wife had died. And the young girl wasn't completely sure if she could leave this

life behind. Yet. She put the comm back in the case Nic had dato her upon his
departure and put it in her dresser under a tee-shirt where her father wouldn't
find it.
“Vika! Dinner!” her father called from the kitchen.
“Coming!” she yelled back, closing the drawer. One day, she promised herself.
But not today.

Nic climbed out of the cab and stretched, taking a deep breath of air- and nearly
gagged. “Oh, Gotham,” he muttered, hoisting his bag over his shoulder, “how I
missed te and your polluted air.”
“Look what the ratto dragged in.” He turned to a teenage girl in a bright purple
prendisole, sundress as she approached. A red-head in a fine-pressed suit and dark shades
had his fingers looped through hers.
“It’s cat, Emily, not rat,” the Brit corrected.
“I know what I said,” she stated, then offered a friendly smile. “Welcome back.”
“Good to be back.”
“And the others?” Jasper asked. “Alek and our Cub?”
“Changed,” his friend responded, falling into step beside the couple. “But I think
they’ll be okay.”
“And you?”
The fire caster smirked and slid his sunglasses in place. “Just bloody perfect,
mate.”

Aryess slipped in through the cracked window and entered the room she knew
all-so-well. She dropped her pack onto the piano-bench and crept into the living
room where on the couch, as she had anticipated, lay a dark-haired, slumbering
boy. A smile graced her lips and she approached the sofa and crouched beside
Bentley. She lifted a gentle hand and brushed a lock of hair from his eyes, which
slowly opened, revealing the shining grey irises clouded with sleep.
“Aryess?” he mumbled.
“Hey,” she whispered, as he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
“Is this a dream?” Bentley asked, reaching a hand out slowly to brush a falling
tear from her cheek.
“No,” his girlfriend reassured. “Not anymore.” She choked back a sob of relief,
yearning, Amore and threw herself into his open arms. The familiar feel of his
embrace around her was overwhelming, worth più to her than she had ever
known.
“ I've got you,” Bentley whispered to Aryess, holding her tight. “You’re here, we’re
here. It’s all over.”

The girl kept quiet, letting him comfort her, knowing that it wasn't in fact all over. It
had just begun.

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Richi dried his hands and stepped out of the illuminated bathroom, deep in thought. Looking around the hotel room, he took notice of several random things in his surroundings. Scotch was laying on the bed, watching the TV with sincere boredom, while Val was rocking out in the chair across the room, listening to Musica on her headphones. Outside was the ever-so-dark city of Gotham. A cuscino and blanket lay discarded on the floor of the hotel room, and several discarded clothes were thrown all around the room. Noticing Richi, Val took her headphones off and paused her Maroon 5. Scotch turned down the volume of the TV and looked over to Richi as well. Seeing both girls looking over to him, he sighed and asked, "Yes?" Scotch shuffled uncomfortably on the letto and spoke first. "So... now what?" Realizing what she meant, he shrugged and sat down successivo to her. "Didn't think this far." Val cleared her throat and tried to offer a choice when a knock on the door interrupted her. "Hello?" Opening the door, Richi saw it was the hotel bellboy, with his cell phone in his hand. "For you." Taking the phone, Richi closed the door behind him and put the phone to his head.
"Yes?"
"It's Batman."
"It's an honor to talk with te sir."
"This is a business call, and I'm busy, so I'll get to the point."
"Which is?"
"The Justice League has flagged te and your two other Friends as a possible threat to society. We can't have te and your gang running around freely."
"Seems like I'm getting a lot of unwanted attention."
"Seems so."
"What made the Justice League take notice of us?"
"You left the Atlanta airport looking like a massacre and bloodshed all over the walls."
"....Whoops."
"I'm here to offer te a deal. Mount Justice."
"No."
"You don't have a choice. It's either that o being eliminating da the League to ensure te won't pose a threat."
"...I'm gonna need to convince the others."
"Report to Mount Justice as soon as te can."
The phone went dead immediately after the conversation was over. At the same time, a crash was heard from inside the room. Dashing in, Richi was able to see Zephyer jumping out the broken window before he noticed an unconcious Scotch on the bed. Zephyer jumped from their 20th floor hotel room, but Richi knew he'd be safe. Returning to Scotch, he was about to check on her when she began picking herself up and into a sitting position. "What happened?" Richi asked Scotch after checking to make sure she was alright. "Valeriya.... No. Zephyer. He mentioned something.... Going to do his own thing." Richi sighed. "Of course he will. He'll be back in a few weeks, tops." Scotch looked over to the window. "Should I....?" Richi shrugged."We're leaving anyway, and I can probably pay for it." Scotch looked at him, with a curious expression on her face. "Where?" "It's a secret." She looked back over at the window. "It's good practice, I guess." She stared at the hole in the window and concentrated. The color of her pupil changed into a florescent green, and the window began regenerating itself, slowly rebuilding itself to its former state. The hole grew smaller, and soon it was as if it had never been broken. Her eye changed back into its regular shade of purple, and she looked back at Richi. "Let's go."
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Well hello,
ArtemisYJ's RPer here. And I have some things I wanna say. The Young Justice role playing is kind-a....BONKAS.
My character Artemis got pregnant. successivo thing I know 3 other people are pregnant. NOT cool. te can come up with your own drama. Don't copy other people. Use your own imagination.
Another thing that's not cool is spamming the wall. te don't need to post on that bacheca every other hour. I do notice a particular person that posts far to frequently and it gets annoying when the posts are pretty much the same thing over and over and over and over again.
Another thing. Your...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
Before a single word escape his mouth, he already knew the whole speech like the back of his hand. With ease, Batman clinked the mug onto the counter beside the keyboard and turn to face the distress bird.

"How da--"

Batman rose his palm, and like that, Nightwing shut his mouth. Unlike his former student, Batman can recite an entire novel with a single stroke of a button. Instantly, light provoke the darkness. Waking the emptiness with a tug, then tossing towards the background for the undying lust for ground.

"Phantom corps. Is that who they are?" Nightwing relaxed his brow, and tossed a hip...
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 Costume! :D
Costume! :D
Name: Candice Light.

Alias: None/Her name. :)

Nickname: Candy.. :D

Appearance: Candice has long blonde hair, usually up in a ponytail o pig-tails((OMG!! SHE'S BLONDE!! OMG I might change it.. :/)) Her eyes are blueish green.

Age: 15 and a-quarter.

Civies:: Usually a green camicia and a light rosa skirt. She wears her hair down with a clip in it!

Costume: A cheer-leading outfit! :D

Personality: She's a really preppy girl, she's super girly and used to attention! She is a man stealer, she hits on every guy no matter what, even if he's not single! She freaks out over bugs, spiders, stupid things. She...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
 Pixiv Id 403191
Pixiv Id 403191
Name: Alucard Fair
Alter Ego: 96
Age: 26 (For Baker’s story)
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Red
Hair Color: Platinum Blonde, sometimes mistaken for silver.
Distinct Markings: The tip of his left ear is bitten off.
Height: 5’10”
Martial Status: Single
Birthplace: He forgot b/c his family moved a lot
Current Residents: He moves about.
Relationship with: No one, but he is obsess with Aria Leonhart
Foes: Whoever is his target and whoever is “keeping him and Aria apart.”

Meaning behind “96”:

Well I’m using 96 as a representation of characters from the Japanese language. Im Japanese reads as 9 (ku/kyu)...
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posted by The_Writer
A Death in his Family

(Part 2)

Previously on Red Revenge...

"All units, murder suspect on fifth and third proceeding north on foot. Pursuing. Require backup. Suspect is heavily armed and protected. Female, mid-twenties. White hair, black clothes, sword and possible body armor." the radio crackled.

"She cut them in three pieces and set fuoco to their car." Revenge replied, and swung off.

"I assume te did your homework?" Revenge asked.

"Yes." Rose replied, untying her snow-white hair from its ponytail. She was dressed simply. White tank top, skinny jeans, white eyepatch. Her hair hung loosely behind...
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Okay don't be hating on me for this, I'm not trying to start a fight. I just think that we'd all be better off if we at least read these and thought about them, even if just for a second. I'm gonna say this right now: these are not cut-and-dry rules. da no means am I forcing te to follow them, and there will be exceptions. These are just suggestions, on how to make your OCs well liked and better off. So, with that being said, in no particular order, here are 15 suggestions for making good OCs.
1. Ask yourself if making a new OC is really necessary.. Don't contribute to the overcrowding unless...
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posted by Robin_Love
I had to write this!!! It's just....Oh you'll have to read it! Enjoy!!!!


The smell wafted through the base. It was warm, comforting. Trevor, Zero, and Todd looked up from where they were playing cards in the living room. Zeth stood at the counter, piling Cioccolato chip biscotti, cookie onto a plate. Terror ventured out of his room, eyebrows raised.
“You know Zero doesn't like this,” he said.
“Screw that.”
Terror watched Zeth place a fan da the cookies, aimed at the vent.
“There are reasons it's not allowed,” Trevor chimed in.
“I know. Couldn't help it.”
“What are te talking about?” Todd...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Jon
Jon
It was going to happen sooner o later! XD


Name: Jonathan “Jon” Adams
Alias: Zanna
Occupation: Hero; identity unknown
Powers: Flight(wings), skilled fighter, all elements, telepathic links
History: Jon was not raised in a traditional home. He was taken when he was born. He was raised in a dog gabbia, cassa at the School. When he was seven, he learned he was the descendant of another experiment from the School; Fang. The “legend” of his father inspired Jon to plan his own escape. In his escape, he managed to destroy a part of the lab and steal a vial of genes they use to make Erasers. While he had...
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posted by GambetteYJ
“Super Boy, Wonder Girl, Robin, Bumble Bee, segnala to the mission room” Nightwing said. I got up from the divano and walked to the mission room, followed da Robin. The two girls met us there.
“I want te four on a stealth mission. te four are Beta Squad. I’ll send another squad in behind te incase te need reinforcements” Nightwing said
“What, exactly, are we doing?” Wonder Girl asked
“Infiltrating a genetics lab in Gotham; one that Pamela Isling used to work at”
“Who?” I asked
“Poison Ivy” Nightwing said. We nodded and ran off to sphere, who flew us to the lab. When...
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added by The_Writer
added by Robin_Love
added by -BelovedRobin
Source: Pixiv Id 723316