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The camera focuses on the person. A young girl. Her face was angular, high cheekbones and a very pale complexion. Her deep blue eyes stuck out against her mangled black hair. She should have been pretty, beautiful even, but the dark circles under her eyes and the swelling from several bruises on her temples and neck ruined the image. One of her sapphire eye was ringed with blood as a cut ran from her forehead to her jawline. Her shoulders were slumped and bare, her camicia in shreds. She looked everywhere other than the camera.
“Hello.” Her voice was rough and dragging, her exhaustion and pain showing.
“Sorry that I haven't been here in a while. I’ve been......busy.” She took several pauses in the sentence to recollect her fading voice. She rubbed her head, ignoring the fact that it reopened a cut, causing droplets of blood to roll around her hairline.
“I....I went to C.A.D.M.U.S..............to find out how I was made.” She didn't look at the camera, shame written clearly on her face.
“I-I-I knew...” Tears collected in her eyes. “I-I knew that I was made from the DNA of Richard Grayson.” Her head hung low, tears silently running down her cheeks, stinging every cut. “ I knew it was stolen. I-I-I knew they hurt him to get it....” Her hair fell in front of her face. “A-and I’m sorry.”
“B-but......” She swallowed and let out a few più raspy breaths. “They...the-they didn't have enough......the-y di-dnt have e-enough!” Her shoulders were shaking violently.
“Tt-hey nee-eed m-m-ore to f-fill in the- g-gaps.”
“T-they t-t-took so-m-epe-people a-a-and.....” She stopped altogether and let out a hard sob. She raised her hands and wrapped it around her shoulders, mostrare how ruined and wreaked her arms were. Blood and mud were caked all over her, a few of her fingers were sticking out at odd angles.
“T-t-th-ey......” She was unable to finish the sentence. “....t-t-they t-t-ook t-ten! T-E-NN!” She gave a blood throated scream. “J-Just t-to maaake m-m-e!”
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A few secondi later her face comes back up, tear stained and bloodier. She shook her head.
“I-.....I-’m not wo-working.....I-i’m broken...They...They want to f-fix me a-again...AGAIN.” Her eyes were wild, never focusing on the camera but still stared at the lense. “T-they w-want m-me to f-find people.....I-I-I can’t.....”
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“So....so I won’t let them fix me...” Her crazed eyes finally stared directly at the lense. Her pupils dilating and undilating at an uneven pace.
“I’m sorry.”
“Thank you, Sil and Blade.....I-I don’t know i-if te are s-stil here but te two were the real heroes....”
“I’m sorry, Fin and Fang and Aisling.” She looked at the scrivania, reception not moving anything but her lips. “You were the ones who made everything better....you were closer to me than family....” She looked at the camera again.
“I-I-I....”
“I’m sorry....” With a rapid motion her hand grabbed the army coltello on the tavolo and with a single swipe there was a deep gash in her throat and her shoulders didn't shake again.
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The camera focuses on the person. A young girl. Her face was angular, high cheekbones and a very pale complexion. Her deep blue eyes stuck out against her mangled black hair. She should have been pretty, beautiful even, but the dark circles under her eyes and the swelling from several bruises on her temples and neck ruined the image. One of her sapphire eye was ringed with blood as a cut ran from her forehead to her jawline. Her shoulders were slumped and bare, her camicia in shreds. She looked everywhere other than the camera.
“Hello.” Her voice was rough and dragging, her exhaustion and pain showing.
“Sorry that I haven't been here in a while. I’ve been......busy.” She took several pauses in the sentence to recollect her fading voice. She rubbed her head, ignoring the fact that it reopened a cut, causing droplets of blood to roll around her hairline.
“I....I went to C.A.D.M.U.S..............to find out how I was made.” She didn't look at the camera, shame written clearly on her face.
“I-I-I knew...” Tears collected in her eyes. “I-I knew that I was made from the DNA of Richard Grayson.” Her head hung low, tears silently running down her cheeks, stinging every cut. “ I knew it was stolen. I-I-I knew they hurt him to get it....” Her hair fell in front of her face. “A-and I’m sorry.”
“B-but......” She swallowed and let out a few più raspy breaths. “They...the-they didn't have enough......the-y di-dnt have e-enough!” Her shoulders were shaking violently.
“Tt-hey nee-eed m-m-ore to f-fill in the- g-gaps.”
“T-they t-t-took so-m-epe-people a-a-and.....” She stopped altogether and let out a hard sob. She raised her hands and wrapped it around her shoulders, mostrare how ruined and wreaked her arms were. Blood and mud were caked all over her, a few of her fingers were sticking out at odd angles.
“T-t-th-ey......” She was unable to finish the sentence. “....t-t-they t-t-ook t-ten! T-E-NN!” She gave a blood throated scream. “J-Just t-to maaake m-m-e!”
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A few secondi later her face comes back up, tear stained and bloodier. She shook her head.
“I-.....I-’m not wo-working.....I-i’m broken...They...They want to f-fix me a-again...AGAIN.” Her eyes were wild, never focusing on the camera but still stared at the lense. “T-they w-want m-me to f-find people.....I-I-I can’t.....”
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“So....so I won’t let them fix me...” Her crazed eyes finally stared directly at the lense. Her pupils dilating and undilating at an uneven pace.
“I’m sorry.”
“Thank you, Sil and Blade.....I-I don’t know i-if te are s-stil here but te two were the real heroes....”
“I’m sorry, Fin and Fang and Aisling.” She looked at the scrivania, reception not moving anything but her lips. “You were the ones who made everything better....you were closer to me than family....” She looked at the camera again.
“I-I-I....”
“I’m sorry....” With a rapid motion her hand grabbed the army coltello on the tavolo and with a single swipe there was a deep gash in her throat and her shoulders didn't shake again.
"I'm trying to find a present for Holly, but have no idea—hey!"
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, agrifoglio is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find agrifoglio sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, te see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
"Uh-oh." Barbara said. "No."
"C'mon, Babs!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm a fiery red-head, agrifoglio is a sexy blonde."
Sam smirked. "You find agrifoglio sexy?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Barbara's blue eyes widened. "I mean, te see her as—that is to say that from the male perspective—"
Sam nodded in a "go ahead" gesture, but the Gothamite just glared at him.
"Go to hell, Grant."
"Someone's not happy."
Barbara hid her face behind the magazine.
Name: Shane Parker
Alias: Psio
Age:Er...15?
Powers: -Ability to locate someone mentally
-“Psychometry”–the ability to learn things about the past o future of an object da touching it
-Flight (WINGSSSSSS!!!!)
Past: Shane grew up being experimented on. But not da the School. His own parents. His parents worked under CADMUS, until one night the Schools "Erasers" Found Shane's parents and killed them. Since then, Shane traveled back to the past to try and take down CADMUS along with the School.
Name: Arabelle "A" Cunningham
Hero Name: Portal
Age: 16
Powers: Able to create and enter portals made my touching any foto o cartoon/drawing; only she and one other can enter
Personality: Girly-girl, tough, does't take "no" for an answer most of the time, caring, sarcastic, a bit sassy
Appearance: Blonde hair, blue eyes, tan skin, strong build, slight english accent
Relationship: None
Civvies: Skinny black long sleeve, arancia, arancio and yellow scarf, skinny jeans, grey moccasins, fishtail braid
Hero Outfit: *See picture*
Past: She doesn't talk about it- only to people who she really cares about and trusts. But she was recommended da Phantom Stranger (Yes, that is an actual JLI member!!)). She encountered him da sheer accident while moonlighting.
I promise this time!!
Love, Doughnuts, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,
KatRox1))