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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted siku 26 zilizopita
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Cal wished to comfort the torn soul and shield its dying light from further darkness...
Demon in the Garden

Grey snowflakes danced in the wind. The air stank of burning hair and flesh. In the dark crimson tint of the kitindamlo planet's infamous scarlet moon, pools of blood became inky black puddles reflecting the remains of the courtyard.
Callaghan Rurik could feel the moto at his back as it raged through the army barracks. Screams were whipped to and fro kwa the ghastly wind, making it impossible to tell if the wails came from behind au ahead. For ahead the mwandishi of this macabre scene continued her vengeful tirade. Callaghan's eyes drifted over the dark shapes littering the once beautiful, exotic, alien garden. None of the bodies were in one piece. Some possessed elbows au knees of shredded muscle and jagged bone with the rest of the limbs scattered about; others lay on their sides with snaking entrails au moist organs escaping onto the sand; most were slashed into unrecognizable ribbons of flesh. A sphere with black hair hung on the wall, its own spear between its eyes, pinning the ornament in place.
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted siku 28 zilizopita
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All information regarding this character is unknown to all walks of life, excluding angels and demons, unless stated otherwise, au unless wewe are Batman. I also am reposting this because IT IS NOW RELEVANT LAKJDFJALDSKFJALSFJLSDJFLSDJF

Name: Ainsley "Ain" van Astrea
Alias: Sariel
Occupation:Angel of Death, current status is unknown.
Age: Character is extremely old.
Appearance: Ainsley has short red hair that sticks out in the most bila mpangilio places, bright blue eyes and extremely pale skin. Standing at 5'7, the character is almost always wearing their uniform, a black undershirt, white pants with purple trim, and a white vazi, pazia that is outlined in the same purple. (shown below) Character also has a scar along the back of their neck, the reason for the high collar.
Powers/skill: The Angel is able to foresee the death of any person they come in contact with, because of their old age, they are extremely skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and swordsman ship.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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With permission of R_L, I give you, the story of Devin and Fang.. this is kind of the introduction, and here in the part, wewe will see the highs.. and the lows.

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past experiences

What if we

Fang burst through the school door, Nudge tailing along on his heels.

What if we were us

He smiled and tucked a piece of hair behind his lover's ear before placing a gentle kiss on her head. He pulled away, his dark eyes meeting icy blues.

What if we

Devin sat in silence on the ground in the main area of the cave, eyes closed as she meditated. Her hair pulled to a braid that wrapped around her shoulder before resting in her lap.

What if we were us

She rested her head against his chest, eyes falling closed to listen to the rapid heartbeat. Arms wrapped around the girl's waist, pulling her closer.

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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violet eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention of my older sister. I could feel her grin from across the room, her eyes locking onto my shirtless frame. "This is new.." She snickered and looked through my clothes before tossing a shati towards me. "Dad's downstairs waiting on you." I couldn't tell if her tone was one of dread au something completely different. Oh well. I looked down at the black button-up in my hand and sighed. "Of all the colors.." I mumbled and pulled the shati on anyways, being hardly able to button it up due to the shaking in my hands. After I managed to do something with my mop I call hair, I trotted...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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I'm pretty sure no one's actually kusoma this, but college stuff is stressful af and uandishi about murder is much zaidi reasonable therapy than actually committing murder, so...

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Città dei Canali

Ana kept a firm hand on her brother's arm as they walked away from their escort. Every time she glanced sideways at the blood covered man, he returned her gaze calmly. His composure was meant to be reassuring, but it chilled her to the bone to see such a relaxed reaction after the macabre scene he had created. Eight bodies, cut to pieces kwa bullets, stabbed to death kwa daggers. Him standing there among the mess like an apathetic pedestrian surveying the front page makala about a disaster a million miles away.
Once the pair reached the end of the dock, the younger took off her ring and knelt to place it on the wooden, sea salt stained planks. The wind picked up, blowing her copper curls in the nightly air of the Adriatic Sea. She turn to wave a farewell to the guards. Their only...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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AU for Ciel and Jaime, my friend originally gave me the idea when she mentioned she mentioned a manga and thus, this was born.

Hi! My name is Jaime Adams, and I'm currently sitting in a blood donation center about to have my arm poked and prodded. Quite comical, really.. I hate needles, but I have a disease that causes my bone marrow to produce zaidi blood cells, called polycythemia vera. I hate coming here, but today is different. Very different. I typically have blood drawn from this cranky old lady who gets annoyed about the fact that I don't like needles. Today, there's this tall, white-haired male that's wrapping a rubber tie around my arm..I never thought I would find it hot. His name tag read "Ciel". Interesting name, bet his last one is even zaidi interesting. There's something off about the guy though, his hands are super freaking cold and he keeps staring me down. "Can I help you?" I murmured out. Usually I would have found it annoying, but I don't mind being stared down kwa a hot guy. He remained silent before grabbing the needle. Obviously this cool cat had no idea about my irrational fear, and I could feel the room already spinning. I titled my...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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awali parts (I finally named the series to keep it organized because duh):
pt 1: link
pt 1.5: link

Deals After Midnight

Only pools of moonlight streaming down from the clerestory windows offered guidance down the long hallway. Callaghan's boots clicked loudly against the polished floors, making him tense at every step. He nearly jumped out of his skin at the whisper of air that signaled movement to his right.
"Fancy meetin' wewe here," purred the feral cat that had materialized kwa his aide.
"What do wewe want, Casey?"
"I just wanted to ensure my inayopendelewa big brother returned with his prize...which I see wewe have not."
Callaghan stopped abruptly at the pleased tone. He turned a glare down at the thin, younger man at his side. The scrutinized brother raised in chin as if that could make up for his lack in height. The carefully slicked back hair black as...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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Perhaps in need of a trim
I hope I did this correctly :P

LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Leon "Aleksander" Alexievich Romanov I
Reason au meaning of name: My mother christined me Leon, but I was unaware until I was an adult and grown comfortable with going kwa the name I had chosen for myself, Aleksander... *mutters* And my father was Alexie Romanov.
Eye Color: Pale morning sky
Hair Style/Color: White as a dove's, perhaps in need of a trim
Height: 6'5" ((MY BABY GIANT))
Clothing Style: light colored dress shirts and jeans... No ties. Ever.
Best Physical Feature: Being taller than many can be fun? ((Dat jaw line tho))

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: The success of a poorly conducted vampire and his grabby fingers. ((Gross discription, but okay))
Your Guilty Pleasure: A glass of whiskey au two in the evening. And sleeping in until noon... with my love.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: A certain wealthy man dressed as a giant bat endorsing my inventions and then BLOWING THEM UP, for one.
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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She sat in the corner, hiding herself. Her mind reeled with everything she'd been through so far and all she could do was stare at the ukuta in her dark room. This was nothing like she had expected and with every passing moment, her moyo sank deeper and deeper into despair.
[i]He led her down a flight of stairs, towards one of the buildings. She could hear their whispers, see their eyes on her, watching her like she was a menace. She felt chilled and everything inside her screamed to get out. But it was too late; she was led into the largest building and she cried out at what she saw. He turned to her with a wide grin.
“Welcome home.”
Her moyo caught in her throat. Floor to ceiling were rows and rows of cells....no, cages. Inside was every kind of creature imaginable. Each cell was designed to hold it's specific target, and the guards were armed with what could only be some form of tranquilizer. She was almost shaking with fear as they walked. Kids, adults, teens; it was a war camp, and they all stared as she walked by. Some were cruel and cold, laughing at her fear. Others looked at her with fear to match her own. But what scared her most were those that...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted mwezi moja 1 uliopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Kori Adams at your service.
Reason au meaning of name: WELL, it was Karina, but that didn't fit my style so I aggravated the everliving sh- (*coughs*) ..crap, outta dad to change it.
Eye Color: Don't wewe have fu- (KORI.) *sigh* They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: Black, short, white piece in the front.
Height: I think I'm like 5'7, 5'8, idk man.
Clothing Style: Look at my father and you'll know. Black and old band t-shirts, most of them are his.
Best Physical Feature: I believe it's my white streak. (Dear God, definitely your deceiving angelic face.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Getting taken back kwa the school..
Your Guilty Pleasure: I pester the maarufu girls at my school, I also pester Lexi because she tries to fit in. *snickers*
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: People who think that they're the stuff and don't think their poop stinks.
Your Ambition for the Future: I'm gonna burn the damned school down.
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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And kwa 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 moyo 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. wewe 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 sounds traveling all the way up his back. "Jesus, that's the most pleasure I've ever felt in my life." He mumbled, earning a stifled laugh from Chris. Fang smiled and waited for a brief sekunde turning his head to the side. He slowly unfurled his wings, looking at one before the other. Chris was silent as he watched, looking at the foreign object on his brother's back. "From what I could decipher from Alex, the nerve endings were so damaged there was no way your wing would work, you're lucky to be moving your lower half at all." He alisema and leaned back into the chair....
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Guide by Robin_Love posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Devin Adams
Reason au meaning of name: Divine
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Style/Color: Long and black (AND SILKY~!!)
Height: 5'11
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: I have none (Stop being humble. It's her eyes)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Losing everyone I love
Your Guilty Pleasure: My what? (Foot rubs)
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: I dislike those who devalue others (Bullies)
Your Ambition for the Future: I'm not thinking of the future

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Checking on my loved ones
What wewe Think About the Most: Humanity
What wewe Think About Before Bed: My beloved beside me
wewe Think Your Best Quality Is: I would say I have none

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single au Group Dates: I prefer the intimacy of single
To be Loved au Respected: upendo is unbinding, respect is fleeing
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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Hounds on the Bridge

The girl blinked quickly as her eyes adjusted to the sunlight while the white portal she had stepped through faded from existence. A warm Mediterranean breeze rustled her untidy red curls, carrying the scent of the sea. As much as she wanted to run through the narrow streets until she was panting for that sea salt sweet air, there was no time for such leisure. Her concern was for someone who had been left behind in the city kwa mistake.
Before she could even wonder about the trio that had meant to accompany her, her eyes found them. Though their whole personage was meant to help them blend in: quiet, stoic, at attention, the girl had been taught to look out for and fear men and woman with fangs and their thirst for blood.
The trio approached her without hesitation. "I'm Ana Rome," she introduced after a moment under their watchful gazes. Only slight bows were aliyopewa in response. The girl felt the urge to drop a curtsy for the silent guards,...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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Death in the Garden

The bullets ricocheted off the purple shield of pulsing power. They bounce off the stone walkway and into the green nyasi of the perennial garden. Stray projectiles ate away at the stone three-tier kisima, chemchemi and east courtyard wall. The rat-tat-tat of the machine gun should have been heard kwa any passing outside the walls of the garden, but the whole city seemed to be hidden away from the deafening noise. There was a click-click. A sudden silence. The young man crouched behind the shield lunged for the quickest route to safety, the round portal of white light mystically shimmering two inches off the ground, but the like a mirage the visage suddenly dissipated from existence. At the same time the shield disappeared, and Aleksander threw himself behind the kisima, chemchemi for cover.
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Guide by Robin_Love posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Becca. No need for more.
Reason au meaning of name: It's just a short version of my real name..
Eye Color: Brown. Like...dark almost black..
Hair Style/Color: Black. (Like her soul!) Hey!
Height: Um I'm about 5'9”
Clothing Style: Depends on the mood
Best Physical Feature: My what? (Her legs. She has dancer legs)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Thunderstorms
Your Guilty Pleasure: Beating up the bad guys
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Idiots. (Uhh...)
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Why am I up?
What wewe Think About the Most: Things.
What wewe Think About Before Bed: Why am I up?
wewe Think Your Best Quality Is: My personality (BHAHAHAHA!!!!)

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single au Group Dates: Single. Me and him tend to get heated (BECCA!!!)
To be Loved au Respected: Huh......loved
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Shane Parker
Reason au meaning of name: I'm not sure, honestly.
Eye Color: My mother used to tell me that they were an zumaridi, zamaradi green.
Hair Style/Color: It's blonde, and kind of shaggy.
Height: I'm right under 6'0, like 5'10, 5'11
Clothing Style: I like to be comfortable, in summer i'm always in cargo shorts and nike tennis shoes
Best Physical Feature: I- (His eyes)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uncertainty.
Your Guilty Pleasure: Oh god, wewe really don't wanna know.
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: When people chew obnoxiously, I swear I wanna ngumi, punch Wally for it.
Your Ambition for the Future: I.. hm. I'd kinda like to be able to have enough knowledge to reverse what damage my parents have done.

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Where's my phone?
What wewe Think About the Most: When is the inayofuata time my body will spazz out and seize?
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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Belle Reve
She looked up at the large building ahead, the sun beating down on her. It was a thick wall, gray and made like a battlement of a castle's wall. There was a long way to a heavily guarded gate. The humid winds blew around her in the marshy land. She looked around for a minute, the boy still standing inayofuata to her with something of a content look on his face.
“I may not remember much, but I'm fairly certain I wasn't born in Belle Reve...”
He smiled again, that ever vague smile of the Cheshire cat.
“There's a lot for wewe to remember, kitten. Let's get started.”
He walked to the gate, pulling her behind him. The guards made no contact with either of them, allowing both to enter with no fuss. She looked around as they headed inside, the noise inside starting to deafen her. So many insanely dangerous criminals surrounded her, each looking in turn at her with interest. But none came over, like they knew something she didn't.
Panic started to set in and she fought it. The place seemed to fill her senses. She could hear bits and pieces of conversations, feel the damp coldness setting in. She could smell blood from somewhere, as well as chakula that sent...
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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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 zaidi of a shed, rundown, and boarded up tightly. But there was enough room for her to slip through in the broken chimney. The smell of dust and blood filled her senses and she wanted to run away. But this wasn't the time to do so. Her hand brushed on the floor before she stood and looked at the little hideout.
One one ukuta stood a little oven, old and broken, yellowing with age. Beside it was a crate that had been her meza, jedwali for years, a plastic, broken plate on the floor. The remains of what had been a sink were still hanging to one side, water slowly dripping to the molding floor. There was a cardboard box on the other side of the room, tattered blankets and...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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Commonly known as: Ana Rome
Official title: Princess Anastasia Romanov II of Russia
Alias: Saint
Nicknames: Anaka, Annie, mitaani, mtaa 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 12, 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, impulsive, loving to her allies, angry at her enemies, terrible at the whole princess thing
Typical attire: a brown fire/water/bullet proof dragon skin poncho w/ hood, black leggings, red tanks top, brown boots
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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He resisted the urge to look back. His usual unwavering demeanor was not with him as he walked away. She was on her own from here. It wasn't fair; but neither was what awaited them. He wanted to protect her from it, shelter her from the pain that was to come. But that wasn't his role to play anymore. He grit his teeth and took the last few steps into the one place everything left. No zaidi voices. No zaidi fear. Nothing but him and his demons. They hissed and mumbled amongst themselves. He shut his eyes and concentrated. From here on, he'd be tested to his very limit. Everything would be lost. au won. There was no zaidi in between. He'd either win, au be suffocated in them. Either way, his trial had already begun and there was no zaidi time to think. The battle was on.

She paused in her spot, steadying herself. It was time to see what the trial was. It was meant to be their deaths, and for some it could be. For others, it could become a lifestyle. au they'd win and be changed. Either way, this wasn't her choice of plans. But now it was time. Their wants, their desires, their very lives no longer mattered in the bigger picture. For now was their one chance. And it was time...
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Fan fiction by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 2 iliyopita
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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 alisema from the chair, smiling before standing and making his way over to the chair. "How wewe 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 wewe out." Fang gave his brother an annoyed look before sighing. "How long?" He asked, tilting his head to look up at Chris. "Give au take 6 months. It's probably take wewe that long to get back on your feet like normal.. But then again, you've already improved since we got back, and you've just been laying here.. wewe wanna sit up?" Fang gave a nod and took his brother's hand, pulling himself up, eyebrows pulling close from the pain. "You'll be sore, your injuries have hardly had time to heal." Chris said, sitting back in his chair. "Where's everyone else at?" Fang flexed his fingers before closing them back into a fist. "Well, Alex is, traumatized.. Scott is on his way, I've not got in touch with Devin yet.. Though I'm well satisfied she...
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Guide by XxKFforeverXx posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Name: Shane Parker
Alias: Psio
Occupation:Hero
Age: 19.
Appearance: Shaggy, yet straight blonde hair that hangs around his face. He has piercing green eyes and a lower lip piercing that he fools with constantly. He's 5'11 and lanky, with a bit of muscles around his arms. Shane wears clothing that isn't black, nor skin tight. Loose fitting shirts and jeans with converse.
Powers/skill: Shane has a very strong telepathic mind, and is able to locate people mentally, however only if he has made contact with them in the past 36 hours. He also possess psychometry, which is the ability to learn about that object, whether it be past au future. Because his parents were renowned Cadmus scientists, he has wings, which take appearance to a hawks.
Past: Shane was born in a large family, an older brother and sister, and a pair of twins a few years younger than him. He was the only one experimented on because of his telepathic abilities that were developed at a young age.Shane had wings grafted onto him when he was seven, and still isn't as skilled as the other avian hybrids. At 15, Shane's parents were...
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Fan fiction by Eclipse-YJ posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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“Are wewe ready?’ Martian Manhunter asked. Phoebe gave a nod and slowly sat back on the chair, placing her arms and legs on the rests. She watched carefully as they readied the program for her. Most of the team had been doing these tests all day, a new type of training which gets wewe to come face to face with your greatest fears and confront them. Sounded like an easy trauma trigger to Phoebe. None the less she thought this experience could prove useful and since everyone else is going through it she was scared they would wonder and ask maswali as to why she wouldn’t want to.

She flinched a little at the coolness of the sensor as it was stuck to her temples, zaidi were placed symmetrically along her body, all connected to various computers and monitors. “We will begin in a moment but remember, this is a training exercise, everything wewe experience isn’t real. wewe are unlikely to over come your situation in your first session, everything wewe see we will see on the screens if it gets to much we will pull wewe out. Do wewe still want to go through with this?” Batman asked. Her eyes looked into the lenses of his cowl and nodded. 
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Fan fiction by Robin_Love posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Jessie Bennett
Name: Jessie Bennett
Alias: None
Powers: Healing, combat
Occupation: Doctor
Weakness/Limits: Unknown
History: Jessie Bennett came from a long line of pure-blood healers. Her race is unknown, despite how human she looks. Her aliyopewa name has been forgotten. She came to Earth much like the Man of Steel. But she was found kwa a traveling caravan in an Arabian desert. She grew up among them and immediately took a fondness to medicine. kwa accident, she found out her inhuman abilities when she was five. Almost immediately, she was sent away, to America. She spent almost a mwaka in a facility, learning English. She was then put into an adoption agency. Jessie was adopted within six months and once again moved. She ended up with a young couple, the mother three months pregnant with a boy. When she turned fifteen, Jessie volunteered to help in a care center for animals. She worked along side the vet, who treated the wanyama with as many natural and herbal remedies as she could before using other medicines. Jessie, as an intern, mixed all the antidotes with her ability. She was approached kwa Martian Manhunter, who happened...
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Opinion by SilverWings13 posted miezi 3 iliyopita
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Octavia Rurik
Name: Octavia Rurik
Age: approx 227; looks 22
Species: warlock (born of warlock parents)
Specialties: healing and defense spiritual magic
Weapon: none
Likes: swimming, singing, lanterns
Dislikes: disease, tyranny, spiders

Name: Dmitri Rurik
Age: approx 180; looks 18
Species: warlock (born of warlock parents)
Specialties: defense and elemental spiritual magic
Weapon: a long black scepter topped kwa a glowing crystal orb (colors shifts with type of magic used)
Likes: birds, playing the violin, headphones
Dislikes: a lot of things

Background: Dmitri and Octavia are the youngest children of Wilhelm Magnus and Katerina Rurik. The Rurik dynasty was the first of Russia, founded in 862 A.D. and standing until 1610. At this point the dynasty fell short of male heirs. Katerina Rurik was born in 1600 to the last male king, but was kept a secret due to her birth being the result of an illegitimate marriage between the king and a warlock. Even after the dynasty Lost power as rulers of Russia, the Ruriks swore to protect the inayofuata dynasty, the Romanovs.
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