Superboy Babysitting

The winds off of Fangs wings blew the sand around, erasing the remainders of where he once stood.
“Stay here. I’m going after him” Max unfolded her wings and followed Fang, she could see the black speck in front of her, Max picked up speed, following close on Fang’s trail.
“Fang, slow down!” Max screamed to the juu of her lungs, while Fang ignored her distant screams, he spaced himself out of reality, ignoring the fact he was flying at a juu speed of 800 MPH, and Max was struggling to keep up with his pace,
“Fang!” Max let out a ear piercing scream. Fang suddenly came back to reality...

Ok.... just something new and temporary.....I need to teach myself to let a character be what I write, and not twist them up in come crazy conspiracy and totally destroy the main idea.....

Hero Name: The Reaper.....

Real Name: Eli Crippler....

Occupation: Hero.

Appearance: Usually in the shadows. So all wewe can see are, dark, deep, red eyes. If he ever does come out though.... Tall, 6'2, black hair that falls in place perfectly, scrawny build, and deep, glowing red eyes.....

Personality: No emotion what-so-ever. Untill someone brings out the light in him. au puts him on valium XP. So if he falls...

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...

“Becca...what's going to happen?”
Erin faced the young warrior and saw her face was set in stone. Cat had curled up at their feet, asleep but tormented with nightmares. Erin had tried several times to get the crystal off of Devin yet to no avail. Becca was the only one who seemed ready to take whatever was dished out.
“There is no way of telling, Erin. But after this battle is over, I know where to go.”
Erin bit her lip and looked away.
“Might I come with you? I'll have nowhere to go after.”
“Of course.”
“Thank you.”
Becca nodded solemnly.
“How can wewe accept your fate so willingly,...

These arguments are really stupid. That's the point blank message here. I could leave it at that, but I'm still pissed, so Im gonna go on, and you're gonna read it all.

Let's get this straight, Beloved_Robin ilitumwa an makala yesterday with his rant about shippings--

Hold it! Stop right there! That's the problem here! Rants! Now, yes, at the current moment I'm being a hypocrit, but this has to end. These rants are the problem. Yes, I understand we all have an opinion and as human beings (pan/homo-sexual, transgender, whatever) we have a right t express it. Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness....

Just doing this for the hell of it because well, it's pawsome! Derp.

Name: Braeburn
(Pronounce: BARE-burn)
Nickname: Brae for everybody, for Thane,"fucking Cat."
Age: Too Old For This Shit.
Gender: Female
Coat Color: black
Collar: A ribbon that's the German flag. Alucard gave him that collar, alama so Braeburn never forgets where he came from.
Partner: 96/Alucard Fair
Enemies: Thane.
Hobbies: Clawing Thane's face out, cockblocking Alucard, popping up at the most bila mpangilio of places, sleeping and doing whatever the hell Cats does.
Favorite food: apple Slices, fish, and whatevers on Alucard's plate.

Personality: Feisty...

Boooop This is for Fin and Adrian! This the first one I am doing.. and I need to know if it's good So please leave a maoni


It was a cold night, the snow tumbled into the fire-caster's jet-black hair.
She sat in the snow, relaxing. Tears streamed down her rosey cheeks as memories haunted her. She kept her eyes shut as the snow around her melted into a puddle of water. She let out muffled cries.
"Fin?" His voice was soft and quiet. She cried harder.
"Fin!!" His tone raised a bit as he ran up inayofuata to her in the white, blanket setting. He set his hand on her shoulder. She cried more. Her...

I was sitting around bored today…and I came up with these! xD Bold is myself talking and regular font is Fang. Astrics are movement, etc. W/e wewe want to call it.

Does not having a special sort of power make wewe angry?
I have special powers! Sort of!

If some bila mpangilio person off the mitaani, mtaa hugged you, would wewe kill them?
They’d probably get kicked.

Do wewe secretly want to be hugged?
Don’t we all?

Do wewe like Devin?
Duh, obviously.

What about me?
No. You’re annoying me.

GOOD. Now, do wewe prefer blondes au brunettes?
Whatever…

Do wewe like eating things?
I upendo eating, I orodha it as a hobby.

...

Her back hit the ukuta with a quiet thump. Her hands were pinned on either side, and she closed her eyes. His lips fell on hers and she smiled, kissing back. The gentle kiss soon became zaidi passionate. Phoebe wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. They broke apart at a low, but deadly growl. Both turned to look at the very grumpy Fang that had entered the room. Dylan smirked as Fang sat on the couch, arms crossed. Dylan winked at Phoebe and walked over to the raven-haired hero.
“Hey Fang.”
He got a grunt in reply. Dylan's smirk only widened.
“I see you're having issues. Maybe I can help.”...

Harley was laid in Skylar’s room after the operation, where Martian Man Hunter had managed to get the chip out of her system. Without her dying. They had all waited holding their breath, waiting for Harley to make any signs that she was still alive. Just days ago, Harley had done the same for them when they blew up CADMUS.
Moments later Harley’s eyes fluttered open. Gaining her a loud round of sighs of relief. Harley tried to get up, but Silver pushed her down again, “No wewe don’t…you need to recover.” Harley tried again, ignoring her friends. This time Silver didn’t try to stop...

NOW it get's fun! >:)


He stood in the shadows. Things were too calm.
“It's starting.”
A raspy whisper answered.
“Yesss. wewe know what wewe must do.”
“Destroy them.”
“Correct.”
“The fools let it happen.”
“Unfortunately. But remember, they are only human.”
“Of course. What else?”
“Remember, nothing that will happen has been foreseen. Nothing could be changed.”
“How do wewe think they'll take it when they find out?”
“Harshly. No one will hear from them for weeks.”
“They'll go into hiding?”
“Worse.”
“What will happen?”
“It will be like they were never here.”...

I gew up in Ireland. Growing up was hard. Taught ta fight n' shoot guns at a young age was fun but it kinda scared people away. Never even get ta make any friends. Then there's learnin' up ta seven languages. My mother insisten on it. I learned them all, but whats te point if I never even had the chance te live like a normal kid.

I was raised te believe in god. Religion and belifs was all my ma and pa taught me. That's how it all started with te whole 'killing the eveil te send them ta hell' family business. But of course te rule is we don't kill women and children.

I have a fraternal twin, Murphy....

Just a fun little one-shot on the Outsiders team *insert maniacal laughter* XD

“What goes on kitty Cat?”
She jumped at the voice, startled. She looked over to find Trevor sitting inayofuata to her. Zero was fiddling around on one of his gadgets and Zeth was...being Zeth.
“I thought I was alone.”
“Until three dakika zamani wewe were,” Zeth said.
Cat rolled her eyes at him and Zeth smirked. His eyes glowed and a string appeared in front of her. Both Trevor and Zeth laughed almost evilly as Cat's eyes followed the string and her hands moved up to get it. A hand snatched the string away, releasing...

Name:Tyler Stevenson

Age: 16

Alias: South

Personality: He's Australian, (Sorry I had to, I <3 Australians!) But usually talks with an accent, he's very smart, he's caring, he loves being there for others and he loves to tease people. He also has a snarky attitude. (Gets it from Blade. :) )

Relationship: SIngle!!

Looks ;): He has black hair and blue eyes, and he's built strongly. (is that even a word o.O)

Civies: Usually a dress shati and tie, with the sleeves rolled up, he wears long dark jeans, (he hates skinny jeans) with black converse. But besides that he usually wears any shati with jeans...

He leaned against the wall, dressed in his usual attire of jeans, tank top, and trench coat. The ivy along the ukuta stretched around him as he watched her. His charge had been outside with the others, playing. He came out of the shadows, his inayopendelewa place to hide. She saw him and ran over.
“Terror!”
He squatted down in front of her so they were eye-level, a smile playing at his lips. Her smile was wide as she hugged him and pulled away.
“Hey Liz. What are wewe doing?”
“I was on the swings!”
“Cool. How are those nightmares?”
He already knew the answer. He'd been in her room, watching...

Name: Scott Clancy, au “Scotty”
Alias: White Lightning
Occupation: Hero
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: righteous hero with a strong willpower. Having a strong sense of right and wrong, Scott is guided kwa his own conscience rather than the general rules that most of the Heroes follow. One of his most notable traits is his refusal to admit defeat even in the darkest of situations, Despite his virtues, Scott is also reckless and arrogant. zaidi than once he has left his emotions wingu his better judgment.
Powers/skills: Can control weather and especially lightning, acrobatics, hand to hand combat,...

Well hello,
ArtemisYJ's RPer here. And I have some things I wanna say. The Young Justice role playing is kind-a....BONKAS.
My character Artemis got pregnant. inayofuata thing I know 3 other people are pregnant. NOT cool. wewe can come up with your own drama. Don't copy other people. Use your own imagination.
Another thing that's not cool is spamming the wall. wewe don't need to post on that ukuta every other hour. I do notice a particular person that posts far to frequently and it gets annoying when the posts are pretty much the same thing over and over and over and over again.
Another thing. Your...

If wewe haven't read my newest one-shots (Blades, Haunting, Trust No One) au my Threats article, wewe won't understand this. So read those first! Enjoy!!! :D




The knock that sounded at her door wasn't unexpected. She opened it, ushering the girl inside.
“Sit down. wewe want something to drink?”
“Something to calm my nerves, please.”
She nodded and went to her cabinet of herbs, remedies, and potions, all homemade.
“Why so nervous? wewe never are?”
“I know. But I had to get out.”
“You avoided the question.”
The two looked at each other. The older sighed.
“I'll get us refreshments, then...

Name: Brette Lanulue
Alias: Korran
Age: 16
Power: Can manipulate people's shadows

Alliance: hero

Apearance: shoulder length white hair, cat ears and tail, 5 ft. 6", red eyes

Personality: kind, caring, childish mindset, brave, courageous, serious, friendly

History: Korran was aliyopewa her powers at the age of six, shortly after getting her powers she got her cat ears and tail. Her parents abandoned her because they believed she was a freak. Korran lived on the streets for two years before she found other kids like herself whose parents abandoned them because of their appearance. Korran stayed with her...

"And what exactly are these 'heroes' giving us nthing but destruction for property damage!" the news reported yelled at the camera. Caleb looked at the TV to his sister sitting on their kitanda then the Tv and his sister. She had a placid face while she ate her cereal. "Day why are wewe watching the news?" he asked her. "I hate this guy" she answered still watching him. "Then why are wewe listening to him?" Caleb shook his head.

"i don't know but he pisses me off" she glared. Sitting down with his toast he grabbed the remote. "okay let's watch some cartoons!" he flipped through channels. "see lets...