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posted by SilverWings13
For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the lâu đài thư viện leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on bạn since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone, except for my plus one, though she’s really only there for my cover—“
“And you’ll actually be there alone, unarmed, to socialize and hiển thị yourself off as Prince Alexi Romanov’s heir.”
“All the while, I’ll—“
“Be spreading the truth, exposing Magnus as a rotten, conniving pig who’s been planning to use us against the Red Army and current government of Russia, all without telling his own people, the White Army.”
Aleksander’s jaw twitched with his annoyance. The hologram had focused on the opposite end of the room where Ana would enter. “Anything bạn missed?” he inquired cooly.
“Nope. Oh, wait, yeah: my only role in this is to hiển thị up at the end to look pretty and waive.” She huffed and swiped the hologram so that it spun in a wild whirl before resettling with an uncertain shimmer.
Aleksander slid the geode away from the fuming teen. “I know bạn aren’t used to fighting this way. bạn won’t get to use your claws tonight, but using your name and image will be much thêm effective. It’ll shock these people, so convinced that the Romanovs are merely a symbol of the White Army’s continued fight to rebirth the monarchy, to see the last legitimate heir disagreeing with their leader’s plans.” He came around from behind the bàn to stand beside her, the closest they had physically been since Ana had followed the man into their tomb. “Annie, bạn know exactly what happens if we don’t do this: Magnus will hunt us until the ends of the Earth and force bạn to help him mobilize the White Army and any doubters against the present government of Russia. We’re talking civil war. Millions could die, especially if Russia’s allies become involved and this war bleeds into other Eastern states. There are plenty of power-hungry people sick of democracy, sure they can run their countries better themselves, who will stand with the White Army if it means they get to be kings and queens of a new age.”
Công chúa Anastasia stared down at her feet as the man spoke. It sounded far thêm heroic when the young man laid their mission out. In her own mind, it was far thêm terrifying to stand against someone who possibly held a weapon capable of turning them to breathing corpses for an eternity. “Fine,” she breathed finally, “But do I have to wear a dress?”
Aleksander stood up straight, crossing his arms with a confident smile that reminded her too much of their father.
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Aleksander stepped through the shimmering white gate to enter the antique kitchen, thd cold of the mountain melting away to the warmth of the small house. A young woman was seated at the oak bàn with straight dark hair cut to her chin and a white dress flowered bởi màu hồng, hồng roses. She jumped up when Aleksander exited the portal, but her expression suddenly changed from alert to exuberant when the short redhead stepped out beside him. Ana flinched at the squeal that escaped the brunette, then stiffened as she suddenly found herself trapped in a fierce embrace. The hug would have been a welcome surprise in the midst of a life-threatening ordeal if the teenager were accustomed to such attention. The other woman sensed her discomfort and jumped back with a grinning apology.
“Sorry, sorry, I got overexcited. I’m Octavia Rurik!” she thrust out a French manicured hand, barely containing the urge to hug the girl again.
“I know,” Ana replied, unable to contain a shy smile as she accepted the handshake. “I recognize bạn from pictures when bạn and Thomas were together during the war.” She noticed a twinge of pain in Octavia’s features, but the young warlock’s grin quickly reappeared. “Oh yes, I suppose it’s only pictures that bạn remember. bạn were just a tiny toddler when I last saw bạn back in ‘42. bạn had the cutest curls! What am I saying? You’re still so adorable! Do bạn have a boyfriend?”
“Tavvy,” Aleksander interrupted for his blushing sister’s sake, “I wish we had thêm time to catch up, but we really should start getting ready.”
“Right, sorry, I just never thought I’d see either of bạn ever again, and here bạn are. I wish my mom were here right now, but she’s getting ready at our family’s mansion to keep Papa occupied. But, all well, she’ll see bạn both at the party.” Since Aleksander would leave for the party first, Octavia quickly shooed the young man off to the one vòi hoa sen in the house and sat Ana down to start choosing a palette for her make-up.
The red-head tried not to fidget too much as Octavia tested colored powders on the back of her freckled hand, eyes narrowed in concentration. It was odd to be sitting with the daughter of their greatest enemy. Even if the chẻ, phân chia, split between Katerina Rurik and Wilhelm Magnus, the former choosing to side against impending war and the latter choosing the head the White Army in her place, was as well known as their children picking sides between the two, Ana couldn’t help but wonder at Octavia choosing to betray her father's plot to her and her brother. Would she have been able to do the same if her father were still alive? She doubted it. Even if Alexie Romanov had been notorious for committing mass murder to eliminate a few enemies, Ana still wished thêm than anything that she had grown up under his care.
“Are bạn worried about Cal?”
Ana jerked from her thoughts at the question. She realized the other woman had been chatting relentlessly and was now staring at her with concern in her baby blue eyes. “He’s going to be okay, bạn know. He’s already back to eating solids, and quickly gaining the strength to walk quite a bit without any help.”
“That’s...good.” The memory of the young man laying prone as a corpse in a hospital giường weeks cách đây was still fresh. Ana ached to see him, to apologize for putting him through so much pain, but the news on his recovery would have to do. She would never again put him in danger. “You’re not angry with me for what happened...?”
“What? Of course not!” Octavia reassured, taking Ana’s hand in hers. “That wasn’t your fault. It’s not like bạn summoned those creatures.” Octavia’s forgiveness caught Ana bởi surprise, and she thought she understood why the witch was willing to help if Aleksander had downplayed his part in Thomas’ death as an accident. This stranger was meant to be a part of the Romanov family upon marrying the oldest male of the family, and it seemed with all her sisterly tình yêu that she had embraced Thomas’ siblings as her own family despite his death. Ana was prepared to ask Octavia about the topic when the the witch’s eyes suddenly widened. The girl turned to see what the brunette was watching over her shoulder.
A taller, broader, blonder, beardless version of Ana’s grandfather stood in the doorway. His traditional military uniform was solid black with a shimmering double row of golden buttons. The cổ áo and thắt lưng, vành đai were decorated with soft golden leaves and vines, with sleeve cuffs of the same color. Black and gold: the Romanov family colors. The glittering pins on his chest likely represented his service in the một giây world war as a child soldier, but his slicked blonde hair and celebratory sword in its bao da, holster gave him the appearance if a proud, well accomplished general. Octavia’s mesmerized expression gave Ana a sinking feeling in her stomach as she realized the older woman was probably paying too much attention to the justice the uniform did to her brother’s well cut figure and sharp jaw line.
“Did I leave my fly down?” Aleksander asked bashfully of their stares, glancing down at his clothes.
“No, you’re fine,” Ana answered for him. Octavia found her voice and quickly added, “You look great!”
“You have to say that,” he replied with a chuckle towards the oggling witch, “Since you’re the one who made the uniform.” Octavia only blushed at that and stood, straightening Aleksander’s cổ áo as if it really needed it. Ana stayed where she was and watched them. If things had been different, it was Thomas’ uniform the brunette would be fussing over—not that her gentle brother could have had nearly the same deadly determination dominating his expression.
Octavia had seemed to finally decide Aleksander was wearing her masterpiece correctly when there was the honk of a horn from the driveway. “That’ll be my plus one, as patient as ever,” the young man concluded. “I’ll see bạn ladies later.” He moved to the door, but was stopped when his sister suddenly rushed over, nearly tackling him in a hug. Aleksander stood Nữ hoàng băng giá in surprise before smiling and ruffling the girl’s hair. She stepped back with a huff, her glare serious. “You better not die before I get there, because I can’t do this bởi myself.”
“I won’t leave bạn alone,” he promised, giving her shoulder a squeeze before stepping out of the house. Ana stood in the doorway, watching him climb into the dark limo. She wanted to believe that promise, but with his uniform accentuating their father’s dangerous charisma, she could never believe him.
posted by Red-Revenge
Jolt

Revenge stood on the corner of a skyscraper. The night had been uneventful so far. ngọc lục bảo was at the base trying to track down Dealer. Surprisingly, Reaper had not escaped prison yet. It surprised Red Revenge. Although Reaper had murdered his father, the man didn't know Red Revenge was Samuel Grant. His arrival always complicated things.

Revenge sighed. The last time he had faced Reaper was two years ago. It had been a small battle, hadn't even made the news. Reaper had escaped and Revenge had caught him and thrown him back. It was Page 3 in the Local section if memory served.

Red Revenge's...
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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 ngọn lửa, chữa cháy to their car." Revenge replied, and swung off.

"I assume bạn 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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posted by FangYJ
Brendan leapt out of the submarine and stepped on the dock, his sniper threw over his shoulder. He started at the baseball stadium in front of him, then glanced at parking garages directly across from it and took off running. 

"You've got to be kidding."
"I'm serious Lexi." Jaime stared at Conway who was around five-hundred feet from him. Jaime answered the phone that was vibrating in his pocket. 
"Dad!"
"Take him out in to the street." Brendan's voice was quiet and rough, 
"But if I do, he'll kill me!"
"He'll definitely kill you, if bạn stay there. Now move!" 
"Fine." Jaime took off running....
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posted by The_Writer
“Proceed with caution.” Người dơi said, before jumping and crashing through the glass.

“Proceed with caution, he says.” Barbara smirked. Sam grinned and held out a hand.

“Ladies first?”

Barbara smirked again before leaping and making a một giây hole in the glass. Revenge was third.

Sure enough, Joker and his goons were standing bởi some brewing stands. Joker turned and grinned when he saw Batman.
“Either bạn don’t know how to use a door, hoặc bạn just like pulling glass out of your shorts. GET ‘EM!”

The clown’s goons opened fire. The two bats ducked while Revenge ran, tossed daggers,...
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posted by AislingYJ
Before I unleash Hayden onto the world of RP (it should happen probably later tonight hoặc 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.
 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 khanna266
Enough about Ari before I make anymore các bài viết with her bạn should know about her mom the woman who made her able to excist.

Name:Payton Niebanck(I named her after my fave karate instuctor)

age:29(soon to be 30)(way different from my instructors age)

family:Ari,Ari's sister,Dick and Bruce in a way

looks like:Pale white skin,silky black hair,Dark brown eyes,Sleek average sized body,and her hair is mostly up in a white ribbon.

cassies:Black long skirt,white buttondown shirt,and black heels

hero outfit:white long sleeve top,longred skirt,black mask,and brown sandals w/socks

alibies:Payton and The Red...
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posted by Punk__Heart
Dạ hội giả trang
Masquerade
Because I'm bored at the lack of villain attacks

Name: Rei Howl (unknown)
Alias: Masquerade
Age: 18
Alliance: Villain

Appearance: White hair, blue eyes, 6'0", well built, pale skin

Personality: Cold, menacing, serious, egotistical, he's basically a big jerk with a horrible temper who likes to be in control of every situation that involves him

Powers: He's an "Illusions Master" allowing him to twist people's dreams with his illusion beasts, he also likes to use his illusion powers in a fight to get an adavantage over his opponent. Dạ hội giả trang has two forms one he uses everyday and his other form he...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Fang sat on the beach, throwing rocks and watching them skip over the murky green water. He turned his head to sound of five pairs of fluttering wings behind him.
"What?"
"We need your help."
"With what, Max?"
"To find him, Fang."
"Why? bạn except me to help after bạn haven't come in contact with me in three years? I don't think so."
"Why?"
"I wouldn't help if bạn were the last person on earth." Fang chuckled and stood up, turning to face Max. Her dirty blonde blew in the wind and her soft brown eyes studied Fang. Angel the youngest of the flock, knew what was about to happen, she quickly stood betwen...
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posted by PhantomYJ
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:...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
A/N: This is the only chapter I’m nghề viết văn in 1st P.O.V. also this is the first time nghề viết văn in this P.O.V. so ‘cuse me while I cry in the corner. Also in this chapter, there are Slash (male/male) themes and loads of profanity. Lies, but he does curse every now and then. bởi the way, please let me know how well hoặc badly I did on my first attempt! Thank bạn and enjoy Kol’s worst (?) night ever, Sugarcube~
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It was a quarter passed 6 and like time, this situation was seriously ticking itself right into the this-is-fucking-awkward-and-I-just-want-this-to-end...
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posted by BladeYJ
DO NOT READ IF bạn DO NOT WANT TO BE PRESENTED WITH MINOR NUDITY hoặc MINOR (literaly MINOR) BAD LANGUAGE

"Phoebe! To the right!" She called out, Phoebe replied with a smirk and pulled out her Vorpal Blade, slicing clean through the tentical of the giant monster. Blood splattered her clean, white blouse. The monster let out a blood-curdling scream and grabbed at Phoebe, but missed bởi inches slicing through her blouse, barely missing her Omega necklace, exposing her chest and bra. It went for another swipe and this time caught her pants leaving her half-naked. It tried to grab her, but it's...
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posted by Obscurity98
Người dơi left her alone then, and she sank to her knees, the world was alive, people loved her. People she didn't want to hurt. Harley fought back tears, and threw her head back. If Người dơi found her, she was sure Superman, might be as well.

She was sleeping on the roof of the daily planet, when the sun came shining up. She heard a loud crash that woke her. Her eyes fluttered open, and she saw red yellow and blue zoom by. She had to leave. Now. if she didn't Siêu nhân would com back, and make her feel guilty. She didn't need that. No one understood that she had to do this. If she hurt them, she'd...
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posted by Skittles98
I woke up in a small room, a large cabinet holding an assortment of hair products, from brushes and combs to ribbons and clips. I was in a long red dress and my hair felt heavy, which was a shock.
“Rypunzel, Rypunzel, let down your hair” someone called
“YO GAMBETTE! LOOK OUT YOUR WINDOW!” a different voice yelled. I looked out my window to see Aqualad and Kid Flash standing there.
“Hey boys! bạn know what’s up with this craziness?” I asked
“Nope! All I know is that we’re in a fairy tale and Rob, Fang and the girls are gone” Kid Flash replied
“So, we’re here to rescue you”...
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1AM, Twan's command post.
Twan stood infrond of a bàn inspecting maps of the city.
Suddenly a throwing ngôi sao land only inches away from his hand.
Bothe Twan and Boris aim there súng at the ceiling.
Is Thad how bạn greed old Những người bạn now?
Ceschire sais in a playful tone we she climes truw a ceiling window, taking back her throwing ngôi sao and sits down on the bàn crossed legged.
Twan sigeds in relieve. Bohe him and Boris put there súng away
Damm Jade can't bạn just use the door bạn scared me half to death.
Nowe were is the fun in thad? She đã đưa ý kiến in the same playful tone.
I geas your rigt.
Its good thad...
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posted by SilverWings13
Here bạn are, impatient doves!


Aleksander put a hand to the wound on his leg. He felt where the bone protruded and pushed against it. The pain forced him to bite down on his lower lip to stifle a scream. He knew that he would never be able to get to his feet if the gash was unable to heal, much less make it out of the forest. He paused to catch his breath, preparing himself to try again, when he heard a shuffle behind him.
Looking over his shoulder, Aleksander watched another skeleton dog materialize from the shadows. He looked for his rod where it had fallen, just out of his reach, and the creature...
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