And bởi few, I meant one.

Fang gave his wires a tug despite his brother's earlier comments, half-heartedly listening to the explanation. "So I'm alive only because someone jumpstarted my tim, trái tim with their own.. Great, another burden to bare." He snorted, moving to let his legs hang off the bed. "A death on my hands and a metallic wings.." Chris only rolled his eyes. "His death is not on you, Fang. bạn did not decide for him, no one held a gun to his head." He leaned forward, letting his forearms rest on his knees. Fang was silent as he processed everything before twisting to the side, popping...

She stood with her back to the wind, looking around. This was the place she'd found herself. After eight years, she now stood looking to the place she had been living for awhile. She crept through the chain link fence, much like she had before. The place gave her the chills, but this was worth it. It was time to relive it and start healing. Her past was sorrowful, but it was time to face it. The small lot was covered in tall, dying grass, with various odds and ends of whatever people through over the fence. The house was thêm of a shed, rundown, and boarded up tightly. But there was enough...

Commonly known as: Ana Rome
Official title: Princess Công chúa Anastasia Romanov II of Russia
Alias: Saint
Nicknames: Anaka, Annie, đường phố, street rat, princesska, kotyonok
Affiliation: independent; force for good
Species: Kitsune
Religion: Catholic
Weapons: sword, claws/canines (when shape shifted; typically out of her control when enraged)
Sexuality: straight
Born: March 20, 1938
Age as of March 17, 2017: 17 yrs
Relationships: brother: Alaksander Romanov; niece: Noëlle Romanov; "uncle": Mikel Angelo; lover: ?
Significant scars/markings: missing her pointer and middle fingers on her right hand
Personality: hyper, headstrong,...

Only few chapters left ;)

Fang's eyes opened, the male blinking rapidly before looking around. He shifted and winced, gripping onto the sheets. "Easy there." Chris đã đưa ý kiến from the chair, smiling before standing and making his way over to the chair. "How bạn feeling?" He asked, sitting on the bed. "Like I died." Fang grumbled, looking at the IV's in his arms. "Still have your dry sense of humor.. So touch the IV's and I will knock bạn out." Fang gave his brother an annoyed look before sighing. "How long?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at Chris. "Give hoặc take 6 months. It's probably take...

I do not take credit from anything other than the backstory I gave to this character. Everything belongs to the rightful owners. Thanks to the hiển thị for giving me inspiration


Name: Dark Mousy
Alias: Dark
Powers: Unknown
Occupation: “Anti-Villain” (Hero but refuses to admit it)
Weakness/Limits: Undiscovered
History: Dark used to be known as a thief. Anything anyone needed, he'd get. For a price. He had been raised on the streets, where he learned all he knew about stealing. He was used to running, always moving from one place to the next. At one point he ended up staying in an orphanage where he...

A local park in Gotham city
9:00 pm
"Y'know a pretty girl like bạn shouldn't be out here alone." vượt qua, cross hears a familiar voice behind her as she's sitting on a park bench and turns her head.
"Hey Dick,"she says and turns her head back around,
"Hey. bạn hungry?" he holds a bag of chips in front of her,
"Hm, basic lays. My favorite." she smiles and grabs one
"Yeah, people just don't appreciate their simplicity." he says with a smirk as he grabs one.
"What brings bạn out here?" she asks,
"I could ask bạn the same thing. Shouldn't bạn be back at Mount Justice? Sleeping in your room that is." he tosses the...

December 15, 2016 10:10 pm
Louisiana, U.S.A.
Somewhere in the Bayou

"Don't be like that, Katerina. Please, I brought bạn a giáng sinh present!"
"You want to give me something I would really like? How about a divorce?"
The man's dark eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I already gave bạn that, over a century ago."
"Then what the HELL are bạn doing in my house, Wilhelm Magnus?"
He paused and raised a tentative hand in defense. The warlock facing him was fuming. She had never been known for violence, but right then, Katerina's dark eyes gleamed with murder. Her antagonist glanced around the cabin's kitchen...

At the moment, I'm only doing my main four babies: Fang, Scotty, Nudge, and Jaime. I hijacked the one that BelovedRobin đã đăng elsewhere, and added a few elements from the website Eclipse gave us, so here ya go.

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Fang, all bạn need to know.
Reason hoặc meaning of name: Not my birth name, but I didn't know it for the longest time, so I got to pick my own. Neato, right?
Eye Color: Some say they're "chocolate brown" But I disagree, they're just brown.
Hair Style/Color: Black, and it's down to the back of my neck I'm tempted to cut it.. used to be super long, like, butt...

Thursday 12:00 am
Saudi Arabia
"We've been out here forever Jake are bạn sure they're attacking here?" Daniel speaks through his communicator.
"Yes Daniel I'm sure." Jake responds to him aggravated. Just then Mirajane and Rin walk out.
"Keep down!"he tells him and they see what Rin and Mirajane are doing.
"Too bad the others couldn't make it cause this is gonna be hella fun." Rin smirks evily,
"Yep. Sure enough." Mirajane adds and drops a big brown box on the ground. She then opens it and a bunch of machine súng and grenades drop out of it. Jake's eyes widen to the sight of all of them.
'What the...

Part 1: link

The visitor pushed past without hesitation.
She had yet to get a chance to change. The uncharacteristically regal áo choàng bellowed pale cloth over freckled arms, tightened her hips in an amber corset, draped vàng over legs meant for pants and running. Only the wild red curls fit the intruder, tumbling freely over her shoulders after a night in tight pins and clips. Even the royal golden wreath was askew on the waves of red locks. The fury in her glimmering vàng eyes was even thêm own of place than the dress.
"Our Queen sister accepted your challenge," the girl growled through a clenched...

Just something I wrote on a whim. Sil, don't feel like bạn have to write a response to this. That's only if bạn think bạn may want to. Again, it doesn't really relate to her feelings now. thêm like the past of a few months ago. Hope bạn enjoy!!!




She sat facing the window, her back supported bởi the piece of tường there. The pane had been opened and a fresh breeze came in, entering her lungs and filling her with a strong sense of life. The ngày was warm with a cool breeze that came by, shaking the leaves together in their trees to applaud the sun on it's performance of dawning. Many people passed...

He's new to bạn all. But an old idea. He is probably my yêu thích just bc I put so much time into him.

Name- Porter DeBlanc

Sexual Orientation- Straight--but super bromantic.

Gender- Male

Nationality/Race- French-Hatian (Creole bởi the term of my World History Book) Werewolf.

Age- He looks 21. But he's really 147.

Occupation- He worked as a hunter for his werewolf pack, in the sewers of Gotham. As of now, he's currently unemployed.

Appearance- His skin is the color of coffee with the perfect amount of creamer on a cold Saturday morning.
His eyes are golden--he has to tell people he wears contacts.
Freckles...

PLEASE READ BEFORE CONTINUING: Every bài viết regarding Scotty's past is completely void unless they are reposted with updated information. Thanks!




Name: Scott Nathaniel Clancy, hoặc “Scotty”
Alias: White Lightning
Occupation: Hero
Age: 19
Appearance: Scotty's stature is around 6'1, earning him a muscular, but lanky status. His snow white hair hangs around his face, the bangs over his face are shorter above his eyes, but meet at a point between them. Despite being able to control weather, Scotty is quite pale. Every now and then he'll dress in dark clothing, but is usually found in flannels and...

Okay this is another updated bio. I have only a few thêm after this (remember it doesn't include the Resistance form hoặc the Outsiders team). Along with other news, Dylan's personal story series, Journey, is cancelled. I have a new story in mind that makes thêm sense to the timelines I've written and I will be starting that soon. If bạn haven't read Dylan's bio, his character update is đã đăng so please read and enjoy guys! <3



Name: Tara (pronounced Terra) Almaraz
Alias: Midnight
Occupation: Minor, hero
Powers: acrobatics, agility, speed, flexibility, force fields, weapons, handcuffs
History: Tara...

So..duh, I'm updating characters. I'm only posting the ones that will be used thêm than 85% of the time. So I'm cutting out a good amount of them....BUT I will post bios if I add a cut-out oc to a story so bạn at least know who they are. Oh and the Outsiders team and those in the Resistance league are not included in these updates. I'll do those separately hoặc one-shot it hoặc something. But you'll still see those two groups. So don't panic.


Name: Joan
Appearance: brown hair and dark eyes
Alias: Arc
Occupation: Hero
Skills/talents: Sword play, combat, agility, can handle extreme situations
History:...

((Idk what I'm doing, but I'm doing something and I'm going with it.))

"Run."

The word was a shotgun blast to a stained glass window that stood tall above the ceremonial hymnals sang below. It was as if the shards rained down and stuck into those holy notes pinning to them to ground like a crucifixion. But here not even God could save them. No power was strong enough to wipe away the blood, sweat, tears, and death that clung to them like the plague--festering and leaking with pain and suffering, hoping to be coddled bởi the affection of someone that would only be killed hours later. Nothing could...

( yes the tiêu đề is a play of words on the saing, Don't poke the bear.)

The Shepard house 20:00 (8:00 pm).
Twan stood infrond of the frond door, about to pull his keys from his pocet when he heard a group of people running his direction. He tryd to turn around and look who it were.
But as he turn he felt a sharp pain in his back, unable to tun in time the group came closer, as they reached him he felt the same pian al over his back, he recognized it as the feeling of knives plummeting in his back, he tried to ficht them of, he drew his pistol and fired a few shots, He felt his legs becoming weaker,...

( I I used the same template fore this bio as i dit fore Gun's. I got a few companion cartaters thad i realized i never explaind them, so i micht make bio's fore thim using this same template, let me knowe if bạn guy's would be intrested in đọc thad?)

General

Full Name: Tess Shepard
Reason for name: Afther Twan adopted her, they legally changed her last-name to Shepard.
Nickname: Little girl, Princes, Tessy.
Reason for nickname: The first 2 are niknames Twan uses fore her, depending on the situation he uses them either affectionately ore jokingly, Tessy is a nickname thad Harley Quinn has given...

The child clenched his jaw and pumped his arms to gain speed. He suddenly changed course so that he was running with the wind and snow at his back rather than against it. But the predator was gaining, closer and closer and closer and the boy had the wind knocked out of him as something lunged and collided with him from behind.
The two tumbled down a slope and came to a stop on the bank of a rushing river. The child tried to get up, but the one who had jumped at him was know pinning him face down. He was unable to di chuyển except to turn his head out of the snow to breath. He tried to cry out for...

The snow beginning to accumulate on the ground made it harder to pick up his feet, but the boy ran against it as fast as he could. The two guards assigned to him noticed quickly and took off after him. But Michel swept low and collided with them to knock them off their feet. The winged-man rolled on the snow before springing to his toes. Assault rifles fired at him, but Michel raised his wings to shield himself and the bullets ricocheted harmlessly. When the súng were unloaded and clicked to signal a need of thêm bullets, the insurgent took the opportunity to take to the sky again.
The seven-year...