I finally got around to doing this, it completely slipped my mind to actually đăng tải it. bạn get a songfic at the end, but for t to make sense just read the info.
-YJTTFAN
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Name: Cleo
Alias: Phantom
Status: Not a hero hoặc villain. thêm like a freelancer
Age: 15
Hair Color: Very light brown almost blonde
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Fit
Race: Ghost
Powers: She’s a ghost -.-. Ability to become intangible, energy blasts, flight/levitation, invisibility, ability to give anyone else ghost abilities for a few minutes.
Costume: Whatever civi clothes she is wearing plus a black hood.
Past;
Cleo: Her parents were both criminals, they trained her how to be a thief(pick locks, hack, fight, steal, pickpocket, stealth ect.). One night her parents were doing a large hist but got killed in the process. Cleo eventually joined a mercenary group and lived with them for 4 years. Then there was an ‘incident’ and she was killed.
Phantom: Two months after the ‘incident’ Phantom awakes to find herself a ghost and she can not remember anything about her past other than that she was once alive. She has only one possession that is a picture of her old team. Phantom lives on the streets and survives bởi pickpocketing and theft. She joined the YJ team bởi force after she steals Barry Allen’s wallet and was threatened to be sent to Belle Reve if she didn't join.
Personality:
Cleo: Snarky, smart alec, but loyal. She would do anything for her teammates, as long as she can rub it in their face after she saves them.
Phantom: Quiet and anti-social. She is constantly having strange mood swings that is a result of her alive and dead self competing. Phantom has constant pain and sadness because she is not able to ‘pass into the tiếp theo world’, ghost stay on earth so they can ‘finish their job’ but Phantom can not remember her past so is trapped on the surface world.
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Yay, bạn made it this far now bạn get a songfic
“Where are we going?” Cleo đã đưa ý kiến panting as she dashed after her teammate, Kyle. He looked slightly panicked, his head whipped around looking at each hallways. Cleo groaned as the heavy backpack dug into her shoulders, the very object that they came to steal. Kyle had seemed to find the exit, he dashed down one hall and Cleo followed but they approached another crossroad and they were back to looking down the halls.
“Where is it!?” He đã đưa ý kiến voice rising, Cleo’s eyebrows scrunched together, her leader was usually so calm and focused and now he’s thêm confused than her. She took the backpack off and walked up to him and grabbed him bởi the shoulders and shook him.
“Get. A. Grip!” She đã đưa ý kiến “Listen to me, we got the package and we just have to get out of here then we’re in the clear.” Kyle blinked then smiled slightly.
“Yeah, sorry, I have no idea what’s gotten into me.” He bore that same smirk that made her tim, trái tim melt. He plucked the backpack up and they walked down one hall.
“It’s kinda embarrassing that I had to be brought back to reality bởi a hacker/lockpicker.” He added winking. “Thanks though.”
“No prob.” She đã đưa ý kiến grinning like the fool she was. Kyle walked up to a long metal door, he placed a hand on Cleo’s shoulder and smiled lovingly.
“Do bạn think my expert lockpick can open this?” He asked sweetly, Cloe just smiled and waved a hand in front of the door and a hologram came up.
“Whoa, bạn đã đưa ý kiến this was a encrypted lock, this is a holographic lock.”
“Is that a problem?” He asked confused, Cloe just grinned back
“No, I just wanted to let bạn know how kickass I am.” She replied and started turning the holographic dials, while Kyle chuckled in the background.
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Cleo walked into the room and was confused when all she saw was an empty room with a few bits of metal in it.
“Um this isn't the exit.” She đã đưa ý kiến confused as Kyle walked in and the door closed behind him.
“I know.”
“Then why are we here?”
“A distraction.”
“With what a few bits of metal?”
“No. With one bit of metal.” He đã đưa ý kiến behind her.
“What does that mean?”
“This.”
BANG!
My hands are cold
My body's numb
I'm still in shock
What have bạn done?
Cleo’s eyes went wide, she took a sharp intake of breath, and fell to her knees.
“Kyle.” She choked out.
“Sorry about that.” He đã đưa ý kiến cooly, his voice itself turned her blood cold.
“Kyle?” She managed before she fell to the floor.
My head is pounding
My vision's blur
Your mouth is moving
I don't hear a word
She couldn't feel anything, the pain in her back faded out, the boy she once loved stood there. He showed her the backpack and was speaking to her, she couldn't hear him, his form became a blurry blob. He seemed to get that she was already gone and left the room. Leaving the girl to choke on her own blood, and he had no regrets.
And it hurts so bad
That I tìm kiếm my skin
For the entry point
Where tình yêu went in
And ricocheted
And bounced around
And left a hole when bạn walked out
The pain was back, hard and burning, but it wasn't in her back, it was in her heart. Her vision was faded before but now every detail was sharp and focused. She saw the look on his face, disgust, victory, and no pain hoặc pity. He just shot the girl who loved him in the back and left her to die in the cold room, as she swam in her own blood. Soon everything faded out again, the bright lights darkened and her body felt cold. She didn't even attempt to pull out of it, death was now welcome to her.
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Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor
I'm damaged goods
For all to see
Now who would ever want to be with me
Phantom stood on the building, she finally remembered. All the details of her past were fresh in her mind, her life and death. A single tear fell down her face, she lifted her hand to wipe it away but she only felt air. She put her hand in front of her face and it’s usual tan shade was pale silvery white with a shimmering glow.
I've got all the baggage
Drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
Blacken out
I'm shutting down
You've left a hole
bạn walked out
The ngày was icy cold that ripped through peoples jackets and chilled them to the bone, yet there Phantom stood. The icy winds weren't cold, she hadn't eaten for months and she felt no hunger, no thirst, no feeling. Her last feeling she ever had was betrayal and pain.
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
She was on a team again, though she was forced on it. She knew they were like her too, their lives were once shattered and dark and now they were alive and bore a grin, as they clung to their last shreds of hope. But she wasn't alive and she had shed all of her hope when that bullet pierced her skin.
Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor.
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Song used: "Exit Wounds" bởi The Script
-YJTTFAN
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Name: Cleo
Alias: Phantom
Status: Not a hero hoặc villain. thêm like a freelancer
Age: 15
Hair Color: Very light brown almost blonde
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Fit
Race: Ghost
Powers: She’s a ghost -.-. Ability to become intangible, energy blasts, flight/levitation, invisibility, ability to give anyone else ghost abilities for a few minutes.
Costume: Whatever civi clothes she is wearing plus a black hood.
Past;
Cleo: Her parents were both criminals, they trained her how to be a thief(pick locks, hack, fight, steal, pickpocket, stealth ect.). One night her parents were doing a large hist but got killed in the process. Cleo eventually joined a mercenary group and lived with them for 4 years. Then there was an ‘incident’ and she was killed.
Phantom: Two months after the ‘incident’ Phantom awakes to find herself a ghost and she can not remember anything about her past other than that she was once alive. She has only one possession that is a picture of her old team. Phantom lives on the streets and survives bởi pickpocketing and theft. She joined the YJ team bởi force after she steals Barry Allen’s wallet and was threatened to be sent to Belle Reve if she didn't join.
Personality:
Cleo: Snarky, smart alec, but loyal. She would do anything for her teammates, as long as she can rub it in their face after she saves them.
Phantom: Quiet and anti-social. She is constantly having strange mood swings that is a result of her alive and dead self competing. Phantom has constant pain and sadness because she is not able to ‘pass into the tiếp theo world’, ghost stay on earth so they can ‘finish their job’ but Phantom can not remember her past so is trapped on the surface world.
======================================
Yay, bạn made it this far now bạn get a songfic
“Where are we going?” Cleo đã đưa ý kiến panting as she dashed after her teammate, Kyle. He looked slightly panicked, his head whipped around looking at each hallways. Cleo groaned as the heavy backpack dug into her shoulders, the very object that they came to steal. Kyle had seemed to find the exit, he dashed down one hall and Cleo followed but they approached another crossroad and they were back to looking down the halls.
“Where is it!?” He đã đưa ý kiến voice rising, Cleo’s eyebrows scrunched together, her leader was usually so calm and focused and now he’s thêm confused than her. She took the backpack off and walked up to him and grabbed him bởi the shoulders and shook him.
“Get. A. Grip!” She đã đưa ý kiến “Listen to me, we got the package and we just have to get out of here then we’re in the clear.” Kyle blinked then smiled slightly.
“Yeah, sorry, I have no idea what’s gotten into me.” He bore that same smirk that made her tim, trái tim melt. He plucked the backpack up and they walked down one hall.
“It’s kinda embarrassing that I had to be brought back to reality bởi a hacker/lockpicker.” He added winking. “Thanks though.”
“No prob.” She đã đưa ý kiến grinning like the fool she was. Kyle walked up to a long metal door, he placed a hand on Cleo’s shoulder and smiled lovingly.
“Do bạn think my expert lockpick can open this?” He asked sweetly, Cloe just smiled and waved a hand in front of the door and a hologram came up.
“Whoa, bạn đã đưa ý kiến this was a encrypted lock, this is a holographic lock.”
“Is that a problem?” He asked confused, Cloe just grinned back
“No, I just wanted to let bạn know how kickass I am.” She replied and started turning the holographic dials, while Kyle chuckled in the background.
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Cleo walked into the room and was confused when all she saw was an empty room with a few bits of metal in it.
“Um this isn't the exit.” She đã đưa ý kiến confused as Kyle walked in and the door closed behind him.
“I know.”
“Then why are we here?”
“A distraction.”
“With what a few bits of metal?”
“No. With one bit of metal.” He đã đưa ý kiến behind her.
“What does that mean?”
“This.”
BANG!
My hands are cold
My body's numb
I'm still in shock
What have bạn done?
Cleo’s eyes went wide, she took a sharp intake of breath, and fell to her knees.
“Kyle.” She choked out.
“Sorry about that.” He đã đưa ý kiến cooly, his voice itself turned her blood cold.
“Kyle?” She managed before she fell to the floor.
My head is pounding
My vision's blur
Your mouth is moving
I don't hear a word
She couldn't feel anything, the pain in her back faded out, the boy she once loved stood there. He showed her the backpack and was speaking to her, she couldn't hear him, his form became a blurry blob. He seemed to get that she was already gone and left the room. Leaving the girl to choke on her own blood, and he had no regrets.
And it hurts so bad
That I tìm kiếm my skin
For the entry point
Where tình yêu went in
And ricocheted
And bounced around
And left a hole when bạn walked out
The pain was back, hard and burning, but it wasn't in her back, it was in her heart. Her vision was faded before but now every detail was sharp and focused. She saw the look on his face, disgust, victory, and no pain hoặc pity. He just shot the girl who loved him in the back and left her to die in the cold room, as she swam in her own blood. Soon everything faded out again, the bright lights darkened and her body felt cold. She didn't even attempt to pull out of it, death was now welcome to her.
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Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor
I'm damaged goods
For all to see
Now who would ever want to be with me
Phantom stood on the building, she finally remembered. All the details of her past were fresh in her mind, her life and death. A single tear fell down her face, she lifted her hand to wipe it away but she only felt air. She put her hand in front of her face and it’s usual tan shade was pale silvery white with a shimmering glow.
I've got all the baggage
Drink the pills
Yeah this is living but without the will
Blacken out
I'm shutting down
You've left a hole
bạn walked out
The ngày was icy cold that ripped through peoples jackets and chilled them to the bone, yet there Phantom stood. The icy winds weren't cold, she hadn't eaten for months and she felt no hunger, no thirst, no feeling. Her last feeling she ever had was betrayal and pain.
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
Lose your clothes and hiển thị your scars
That's who bạn are
She was on a team again, though she was forced on it. She knew they were like her too, their lives were once shattered and dark and now they were alive and bore a grin, as they clung to their last shreds of hope. But she wasn't alive and she had shed all of her hope when that bullet pierced her skin.
Marks a battle
Still feel raw
A million pieces of me
On the floor.
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Song used: "Exit Wounds" bởi The Script
Cleo
COSTUME! or.. whatever :D
Name:Matt Nast
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white áo choàng and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained thêm powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes bởi the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope bạn enjoyed
age:15
Alias: GreyStar
powers: clairvoyant, astral projection,he can resurrects the dead(but only if they have been dead for less than a day),and white magic
civvies:changes
hero outfit:whatever he's wearing with a white áo choàng and gloves
appearance:black hair eyes sometimes blue sometimes brown tall average weight
race:half German half Vietnamese
BG story:Ever since his grandfather passed away he has been able to speak to the dead,and throughout the years he gained thêm powers.
Now he has decided to use them for a good use,and so he saves people and goes bởi the name GreyStar.
<3<3<3 Hope bạn enjoyed
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