Ashley<3 Jaivus

"You're awake?"
Aryess nodded without taking her eye of the view through the floor-to-ceiling tinted windows of the sky scraper.
The man walked up and stood beside his sister, examining her out of the corner of his eye.
The teen wore loose sweat-pants and a black tank-top. She had tied her hair back in a braid, allowing full view of her storm grey irises, dark as the clouds were gathering outside. Her face was drawn and paler than usual and every muscle was tensed.
"No offense, but bạn look like crap," Declan stated.
"I feel like crap," she admitted. "Where's my suit?"
"Getting repaired. The entire...

Name: Samuel Grant
Code name: Red Revenge
Age: 24
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 213 lb.
Eye and Hair Color: True blue eyes, shaggy dark hair with natural streaks of blonde
Physical form: Muscular, masculine (no they aren't the same thing), clean shaven
Normal "Civvies": Khakis, T-Shirt, Suit Jacket
Uniform: Black stab/bullet-proof body suit with red cape, mask, markings, outlines, and gloves.
Attitude: Nice guy, sympathetic for those who deserve it, harsh and cold when needed. Very much a politician and businessman. Cold and dark when Red Revenge.
Job: CEO of Grant Industries
Home: New York City
Powers: None
Abilities:...

Don't worry, this isn't a whole new series.. I kinda got carried away, so it’s probably gonna be at least 3 parts (would that be a three-shot hoặc a series?? lol). BTWs this takes place when Aisling’s 8 so that’d be.......eh, bạn do the math.
His eyes widened as he stepped into the alley, wrinkling his nose at the stench that wafted toward him in thick clouds. He had to walk on his tiptoes to avoid the piles of filth and unidentifiable substances, and he grimaced at the squelching noises his combat boots made on the ground. Pinching his nose shut, he scanned the alley, praying that no one...

Timeline: 3 years in the future...

“Cʼmon, cʼmon, cʼmon,” Aryess muttered.
“Patience, kiddo,” Nic đã đưa ý kiến through the communication unit in her ear.
“Itʼs freezing up here!” She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to gain warmth.
“What did bạn expect? Youʼre 102 stories up and itʼs the middle of the bloody winter.”
“Oh.. yeah.” The teenager tried to focus on the spectacular view from the hàng đầu, đầu trang of Empire State Building. The city lights were a dazzling light hiển thị of yellow, red, blue, white. She was grateful for the full head mask that tucked her long fair hair away and kept...

"15 minutes" a voice crackled through the speakers mounted in the corners of the arena.
"Damn it!" Aryess exclaimed. She threw back her mui xe to allow the cool air conditioning to cool the sweat sliding down her face.
"Your rate is fine," Emily đã đưa ý kiến through the speakers from the viewing room above.
"You matched mine," Alek muttered barely loud enough for her to hear through the sound waves.
The teenager standing in the center of the arena glanced up to the long window above. The four other members stood above, all wearing similar and completely different expressions.
Emily tried to give the younger...

BAH... Another one-shot... Fluff, kinda to get the oblivious people thêm aware of this.. :D
I hope I nailed Epsilon right. *shrug* oh well.

Fin stumbled back, running into another form behind her. She didn’t have to glance back to see who it was she’d run into. “You doin’ alright, Ep?”
“Fine,” the shifter grinned, smacking another guard away. “You have quite a history with these guys.”
“Eyup. I hate them, they hate me. Feelings are mutual between us.” She lit her hands on ngọn lửa, chữa cháy and blasted a couple of them away. “But these guys.. they seem different. They’re better fighters...

BAH. I'm working on Living Remains, I swear, but I was pressured into posting this.
Rated PG-13 for gore and over-description.
Kind of AU-ish, where Nathan Stone is real and not Ryan Zucco, but not dating Fin. At all. :D

The linoleum tiles were splattered with a crimson liquid, and Dick could've sworn it was taunting him. Some of it was just ngẫu nhiên splashes of coppery scented color against the pale walls, most of it was in patterns and words. Widened grins of a crazed madman were prominent, Bruce noted dutifully, but some were crude letters scribbled with a finger. Among these were "help," "pain,"...

((Too involved in RP to change accounts))



She adjusted the small bàn mirror, watching her reflected fingers braid her hair. She wasn't really paying attention to anything, just relaxed.
“Stop worrying, will ya? You're gorgeous.”
She jumped at the voice and turned to see the fifteen-year-old soldier sitting on her window sill.
“You scared me! I didn't know bạn were here.”
The young warrior shrugged.
“I have that affect on people.”
“Not all people.”
She shrugged again, her foot hanging out the window, swinging against the sheer cliff drop the little house was located by.
“What are...

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,...

Cuz I really needed to write this. And we dont see Lexi in enough các bài viết in my opinion!



In the cave,

Lexi was chewing on her blanket, sitting on the couch. I came in zeta, she giggled and put her blanket over her head. I smiled.
"Im, gonna get you!" I told her playfully, smiling. She screamed and got off the couch, she started giggling, and she tied the blanket around her neck like a cape.
"You cant catch me!" She taunted and started running around.
"Le gasp!" I said, I ducked behind the couch, and waited for my prey to come around. She ran by, and I pounced, pulling her close and curling into...

DUN người đi đòi nợ, dun DUNNNNNN!!! Left bạn a little early last time didnt I?


I swiped my large paw at Ari, I hit, throwing him into a tree. He yelped. I smiled, baring my large canines. I lunged at Ari. He smirked. I was tired, I didnt want to fight anymore. I was frustrated at myself.
"Tired?" He đã đưa ý kiến in a twisted, chalenging smile, hiển thị off his sharp teeth that looked like they barely fit in his mouth.
"Why? Are you?" He isnt the only one who can taunt, but I was surely pushing it.
Carefull, Mel. The little voice inside my head told me. I started to think it was telling me thêm than what was right and wrong,...

Fin was not pleased. Twenty-two hours of sitting cramped in a bus with blindfolds on, suffering with Epsilon’s constant mindless chatter and Ciel’s soft humming (which started to bug her after the first 10 minutes). Then, getting out of the bus... only to get loaded into a jet which brought them right back where they started! She’d memorized how Gotham looked and she wasn’t an idiot, but she feigned curiosity.
They were brought along a dark hallway in a warehouse. Something about the place was oddly familiar, but she couldn’t place her finger on what it was, so she ignored the little...

Here's a chapter for ya!





I woke up in the infirmery. I gasped and shot up. Someone was sitting at my feet. His head in his hands.
"Daddy....?" I asked, scared he wasnt. He turned, he was pale, but not to the point it was sickly. My jaw dropped. It wasnt Fang, but it was a creepy dude, sitting at my feet. I went to scream at him. But he put his finger over my lips.
"Shhhh! Nobody can see me other than you..." He said.
"What!? Im confuzled....." I said, I fell back and shut my eyes. When I opened them again....
He was gone.... My eyes widened.
"SOMEBODY GET IN HERE!!!" I yelled, I heard footsteps....

If people are wondering why I’m making so many OC’s, its for an upcoming project...

Name: Spectrum

Secret ID: Jillian DeRocco

Age: 15

Occupation: Heroin

Appearance: An attractive girl with a pale complexion. Whitish blonde hair waist length, bluish-grayish coloured eyes, skinny and tall.

Personality: A bright and bubbly personality. Is also shy when meeting new persons.

Powers: The Spark that keeps her tim, trái tim beating and alive, gives her the powers of throwing very blindly coloured light beams of energy from her hands, eyes, and fingertips. It can act has a laser, light, force field, explosives...

Name: Michael (Scud) Franz
Alias: cá mập
Occupation: weapon/gunsmith of Mount Justice.

Appearance: Scud has messy medium guy length brown hair, blue eyes, he usually wears dark coloured clothing, and he occasionally likes to wear headgears including caps, bandanas and headphones.

Power: he has no power

History: Michael Franz, hoặc Scud as he likes to go by, was born in Atlanta and raised bởi his father after his mother who he can no longer remember died in a car accident. Instead of hiển thị his brilliant mind from a young age, he dropped out of school finding educational system too boring and showed...

At the Purple Team base:
She placed her thumb carefully on the trigger, waiting until the beep went off to signal her that it knew who she was. “This is so cool!” Mercy mumbled out under her breath. “Yeah? Just wait until the game starts!” Charlie looked over at his hot-headed friend. Mercy stuffed the gun quickly into her holster, “How much longer until the game starts?” Charlie glanced at his wristwatch, “About 25 minutes. Hey, Madds? bạn ready?” A girl with short brown hair and a purple cowboy hat walked out of one of the rooms,
“What?”
“Get your áo khoác on!”
“I don’t...

So uh....yeah! I dont think Im alone on this never ending road of horror! Its like, Lady Gaga's song "Bad Romance" isnt even about a guy! Its about the abusive relationship with- with- with delicious things that bạn wanna eat, but bạn dont wanna eat, then bạn eat it then bạn beat yourself up and ugh! bạn cant win! READ IT hoặc I WILL EAT MEL!

Mel stood on the scale, she hissed at the scale when the number '120' came up. She sat on her giường and poked her stomach.
"Gyah!" She đã đưa ý kiến and poked it again.
"Diet starts today....." She said.

10 phút later

Mel sat on the counter, a plate on her lap.
"Promised...

Come little children, I’ll take thee away.
Into a land of enchantment
Come little children, the times come to play
Here in my garden of shadows.

It’s cold. I shiver in my small bunk. My muscles ach, and that dao, con dao wound is really bothering me. I shift in my giường staring at the wall, where I scratched in small lines. Every line for a person’s life I’ve taken. Shadowa says I’m doing well, but I have to stop hesitating….like Delta. But I don’t want to, I see the way she looks when she completes a kill, her eyes turn silted and she gets a wide smirk. That look scares me; I don’t want...

Symbol of the Knight-

Prologue:




"Recognized, Robin. B-02."

"How did Joker get out of Arkham?! I want to know, now!"

A few younger members of the Team stumbled back in fear as the seventeen năm old Boy-Wonder stormed into the Cave. A look of murder on his face.

"Robin, whoah! What is it?"

"Out of my way M'gann! Where's Batman?!"

"Right here." the grizzly voice came. Robin rounded on the Dark Knight. "How did he get out?!"

"That's a good question. Another good câu hỏi would be why are bạn so upset?" Người dơi replied calmly.

"Because he almost killed Batgirl!"

Stunned silence.

"Is she--"

"She's fine, Cassie."...