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I've decided to leave this club, due to the high levels of drama and hate that has been thrown my way kwa certain asinine people (2 in particular). These two people, I shan't name names, have made this club unenjoyable for me, and I just feel that it is high time that I songesha on away from it. I come on this website as an escape from my daily routine, and I don't think it should be miserable. That to me, is truly saddening, when one cannot go online without feeling bullied and harassed siku after day.

Personally, I find this arguing to be truly pointless and very immature. I have just had my fill of all of the trivial bullshit that has been occurring on this club. Now, I could write a rant (like several others have done) on how all of those fighting need to make peace, but I feel that would be a waste of pixels. In all honesty, I am warning all of wewe that the fighting will never stop. People fight over the littlest of things, and some people either are too stubborn, au too proud to stop fighting for what they believe is right.

Now I could write another rant on how those 2 people who have burned me need to stop uigizaji like they are God and need to stop uigizaji like they are entitled to do whatever they please because they have some special "power" on this club; but what good would that do? I have already been a target for those types of rants, and they aren't too fun to read. I find it extremely low and shallow for anyone to call out another in an article, but some people feel the need to stoop to that level. Now, some may say that my opening statement of this paragraph is hypocritical. It is, but it is because I'm trying to prove my point here. These rants are ridiculous, just like these pathetic arguments.

I'm just stating my piece here. I hope that in the future, this club can grow, and people will learn not to start stupid fights, especially over a nickname, someone's opinion on a club's banner, an agreement with an article, au someone's personal beliefs and/or morals.

I hope to stay in touch with all of the great Marafiki I've made on here. I will still be on fanpop, but I will no longer be associated with the Young Justice clubs. Damn shame too, because I really upendo this show! However, I just wanted to say that I have enjoyed all of the good times we've had and I have loved being part of your stories, posts, and pictures. I will truly miss all of you! So I guess it is time for me to bid all of wewe a final farewell. Until we meet again my fellow Young Justice fans, and OC's!

Anywhore ;D ........bye everybody! Baker OUT.......permanently.
posted by Red-Revenge
End Strategy

(Part 1)

New York City,

June 17, 08:09 EST

Holly groaned and rolled over, feeling the cool air wash over her body. There was a certain absence in the kitanda which she quickly recognized was Sam. She sighed and laid in the kitanda for a little while longer before rolling out and walking into the bathroom. She took a quick hot kuoga and threw on a vazi before walking into the kitchen.

Sam was sitting at the meza, jedwali kusoma the newspaper. He had a steaming cup of coffee in his hand which he drank without seeming to notice the temperature.

"Happy Birthday." holly said, kissing him on the cheek before...
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posted by Mclovin_69
k i know i alisema no zaidi ocs but we dont have enough villans so i made one.

Name: Madeline Dusan

Villian Name: Trance

Age: 15

gender: female

Appearance: she has long black hair and often wears a mask to cover her eyes until she uses them against people. And red eyes. ( before she had blue eyes and blonde hair)

powers/skills: she has eyes in the palms of her hands and her eyes a hypnotic. She can hypnotise the opposite gender and make them fall in upendo with her. And is powerful in the mystic arts.

Personality: she is a self absorbed person and loves everything about herself but gets jealous at anyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
She heard a crash, a loud one. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head. But when the computer announced Batman's arrival, she jumped out of kitanda and into the closet. We didn't have training today. Were we supposed to get a mission? She stepped out of her room, ready for action, like most of the others who had slept in on their siku off. Blade yawned before heading into the mission room. She saw not only Batman, but also Zatanna, and a few other JLA members. Okay. Not a mission.
“Devin's gone missing,” A voice whispered in her ear.
She would have reacted, but she knew that voice too...
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Damian's Introduction

From The Arrowette Series Book II:



"That," Stephanie said, running a towel over her damp forehead. "Was a workout."

"So when are wewe coming to the Manor?" Helena asked.

"Whoah, Whoah, Whoah, Whoah." A new voice said. "Who said--"

"Bruce." Helena responded as Red Robin walked in.

"Bats gave wewe the clear?" Tim asked. "And here I thought he LIKED me."

"Ah, cheer up Tim." Helena said, patting the Bird on his shoulder. "He let wewe be Robin with no training. I'm his daughter and I had to wait six months."

Tim smiled, but turned his attention to the zeta-tubes as they warmed up.

"Recognized:...
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posted by AislingYJ
24 hours later
Her bare feet pressed down into the trampoline floor, sending her flying into the air. She bounced in place, then dropped to the floor in a sitting position. “Seat...” she muttered to herself as she sprung back up. On the inayofuata bounce, she dropped to her knees. “Drop.” When she hit the ground again, she was flat on her stomach. “Belly...” She popped back up to her feet. “Flop!” She grinned triumphantly, and began circling the outside edge of the trampoline, occasionally doing a roundhouse kick au an elaborate dodge against her invisible enemy. After circling a few...
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posted by NekoTheif
Name- Tundra

Real name- Amara Noelle

Status- Married to Charm, one child

Gender- female

Powers- to create/control ice, turn into wolf

Upside- She always had a weapon at hand and has better smell and hearing

Downside- She can't use 2 powers at once. if it gets to hot it can affect her ice ability and make her use zaidi energy.

What happened?-

After Charm's disappearance and her attempted arrest Amara fled and took Bonnie into hiding. She ran the drug trade and eventually moved in with the Jones family after finding Red Rose. Amara continued to look for Charm and raise/train Bonnie.

Weakness-

Amara...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
"It has been reported that a helicopter crash is southeast Iraq has resulted in a trigger of land mine explosions. Reporters also say that there is only one survivor, Derek Adams, and his condition has not been not reported" The TV blared as Mckenzie's eyes went wide  "He's ALIVE?!?!!?" She stabbed her kisu in the wall, and turned to Ravenna and Seraphs. "I thought wewe killed him!" Ravenna and Seraphs both glanced at each other before glancing at Mckenzie, "We did.." 
"Obviously wewe didn't! Because he's still here!!" Mckenzie jerked her kisu out of the wall, "You know what? I'll kill him...
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added by XxKFforeverXx
posted by SilverWings13
I realize how crummy my first bio of my OC was, so I've decided to rewrite it.

Occupation: Heroin in training- Team Young Justice
Alter-Ego: Aryess Weston aka Ary
Personality: mature for her age, but often acts like a kid to keep up the good mood; trustworthy though doesn't trust many others; very friendly unless she feels threatened; stubborn.
Age: 14
Description: 5'5"; fair hair; light gray eyes; always wears her angel-charm nacklace; two tojo (one on left shoulder, one on lower back, both hidden from view).
Skills: no super powers, kisu handling, martial arts, mitaani, mtaa fighting, mild acrobatics,...
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added by MinaBloodlust
posted by SilverWings13
Nightmares

The drizzle of rain was cool on her skin. She raised her arms to wonder at the minuscule droplets the same size and shape as the freckles decorating her bare arms and shoulders. Weeks had passed since the events in Venice. This was the first time she had been able to talk her way off the ship since then. The rain drops seemed to wash away the claustrophobia of being trapped on the ship with her traitorous brother and worsening nightmares of her sister. She tipped her head back and the peaceful feeling dissipated.
Anastasia was so used to the desert sun that the darkness of the rain...
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posted by SilverWings13
“Did wewe get it?” Marius demanded.
Angel was too busy choking up water from her lungs to answer. Gabriel was all but passed out on the snow beside her.
“Well, did you?” Chloë inquired eagerly. The blonde nodded, finally regaining her breath. “Then let us see it!”
“Not here,” Angel wheezed, “Not with-” It was only then that it occurred to her how red the soft blanket she sat on. There were bodies laid across the courtyard. Some were entombed in caskets of ice, their expressions of shock and horror frozen as if they were displays in a museum. Others had been ripped apart by...
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Ultra-Guardian, aka Queen Beetles/Alanna's first daughter, aka Serenity. Current status: Missing.

Queen Beetle walked up and down in front of Kaya, whose one cheek was sore from the slaps. Kaya's eyes followed the Queen she was trying her best not to laugh the embarrassed woman.
"Why did wewe agree to let my people take the Hexagons?" Queen Beetle asked.
"I thought it was the only way wewe and I could talk without my husband and the others getting suspicious," Kaya replied smiling.
"Get out." Queen Beetle order guards at the door. They obey and exited. Queen Beetle addressed Kaya, "You embarrassed...
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posted by -BelovedRobin
It was a quarter past midnight, not a single whisk of life stirred other then the leather cased finger stroking the brim of the amber elixir. He was calm. Breathing even as it course through his blood.

Inhale. Exhale.

He gazed over the brim of tainted shades, looking for his dearest fair sister cruising behind ebony. Her heels clicking to each sway of her pencil skirt, to every swoosh of the field of wheat grazing over her bum.

"Abel, I'm going back. Are wewe going to stop me?" The slick amber pool around his coarse bottom lip. Edging the tip of his tongue whilst whispering sweet tunes into the...
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posted by SilverWings13
Nic barely flinched as a fist rapped on the door of his quarters. "Come in," he granted without raising his voice. 
Ivara opened the door slowly. She hesitated then, wondering if her task was just. Her Superior had his elbows on the dawati and appeared to be staring intently over the juu of his open laptop at the picha taped to the wall. He wore the same outfit as he had worn that morning at practice: dark red sweats and nothing more. 
Ivara could see the marks that were etched in Nic's back, light scars on his pale skin. She was reminded of the markings that decorated her own body, the violet...
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posted by BladeYJ
 Wonderland...
Wonderland...
We're all a little mad. A little insane. A little psycho. On the inside. We usually know how to control that small part of us. But what happens when it builds up? What happens when it claws its way out? wewe snap. Correct?

Sometimes when we snap, we murder people.
Parents.
Animals.
Friends.
Sisters
Brothers?

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives au Ropes.

But sometimes... People try to help us.. sometimes people cause our madness. The thing that leads to those horrid acts is them trying to fix us. And kwa fixing us they put us in a room. With a jacket. And isolate us from everyone...
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posted by Robin_Love
His footsteps echoed in the mountain base, the clock kusoma well into three in the morning. He knew she wasn't going to be there, but something compelled him to come. Her room was the same as he had last seen. He picked things up, not sure why he had come but not put to rest about where she had gone au why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid zaidi attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when wewe do that, Alek. He sighed and moved to the desk, where her journal lay open. He imagined her sitting there, writing. He could see...
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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a kiti, kiti cha on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of maswali written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. wewe and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in tafuta of the answer to the swali I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by SilverWings13
The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed kwa the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy kitanda sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied kwa two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The swali
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and zaidi urgently "How?". I walk cautiously mbele and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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