Updated 6/3/14
I'm bored, so I thought I'd share with anda a few websites online that anda can desain your characters! There are tons of websites out there, these are just a few.
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This website is oleh far the best superhero generator I've found. Basically anda use it to make your character in costume. They have endless options of costume parts for both male and female characters, and they even allow anda to pindah parts around, resize them, and color them. anda can save the character to the game, and then load it later, but if anda want to save an image to the computer, anda have to take a screenshot....

Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, malaikat
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...

Seraph grabbed onto Shane's wrist and strapped the watch on before speaking. "The tanggal is already set. The moment anda get there, your guardian will immediately enroll anda in their same school, and anda will live with her." Shane's eyes went out of focus as Seraph continued to talk, his gaze focused on the ground. zamrud, emerald eyes were torn away only when their was a fist in his hair, jerking his head upwards. "Listen to me, anda shit. I don't care what anda feel about the situation, anda are going to do this. I don't care how anda get close, atau how anda get on that team. Do it." He hissed and hit a button...

She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had diberikan her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the dipan, sofa in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It...

The crystal lake stretched out before them, glittering like millions of diamonds in the afternoon sun. Similar light reflected off the freshly fallen snow, shone through the dripping icicles of pohon branches. The scene was a well painted Winter Wonderland.
The man clad in a mantel as white as the surrounding snow tossed his dark gloves away and took his girlfriend's soft hands in his. He lead her onto the crystal ice. Their stolen ice skates slid quietly over the glass-like surface beneath their feet. Aleksander found the sound as soothing as the breeze whistling through the Frozen trees, but...

Fang was awoken oleh the sound of a knock, the male groaning and kicking the blankets off of his body. He looked over at the clock, it was nearly 8 AM but Fang hadn't been asleep long. The male coughed and spit into the trash can as he walked past, slowly trudging down the stairs. "Finally get to rest without waking up every jam and I get woken up oleh a knock." He grumbled, pulling a kemeja over his bare chest, unlocking the door. Fang sighed and slowly opened the door, staring down at red hair. "Go home, Tobias." He said, already beginning to shut the door. "Wait!" The red head stuck his foot...

Name: Crisbela Attica Antonia De La Cruz

Age: She never says and so is thought to be around 17-19 years of age

Eyes: Light Blue
Hair: Short Black
Height: 5'6 (171 centimeters)

Familial: Sister - Verona

Outfit: Blue, white and emas military jaket and a white pleated rok with blue and emas accents (pic)

Powers/Weapons: Echolocation, thermal and heat sensor (she can see the thermal image of people and objects if she chooses to), can hear extremely well (even the littlest sounds such as a heartbeat in the other room), can create a strong force field around herself and things she touches, along with...

Rules for Taking Care of Elizabeth

1.    Her bedtime is 9 o'clock on weekdays and 9:30 on weekends

2.    She is NOT allowed to have sweets after 6 o'clock

3.    Every night, she must brush her teeth, wash her face, all that stuff before bed

4.    NO TV after 7:30 and no scary film after 6 o'clock

5.    She is allergic to walnuts and almonds. If she eats one, her face will blotch up and get puffy

6.    If anda take her outside, make sure she is with anda 24/7. She will run away...

Name: Discord.. she doesn't know her real name.

Class:Villian


Race: Caucasian/Part-Demon

Age: Seventeen

Hair: ((I like making my females Blonde -.0 I'm sowwie)) Short pastel, blonde hair.

Eyes: Red/orange

Relations: None. Her parents were killed at a young age and her brother is missing.

Costume. Her costume, clothing wise, varies. But she usually has hoodie covering the rest of her face, sometimes...

But one notable thing is her gasmask. She wears it to cover up her face. If anda notice the left lens of the gas mask is always covered. So anda cannot see her damaged eye.

Skills and Powers:
☠She is quick...

*runs and hides* PS if anda haven’t read them yet, here’s the link, link, and link.
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Fin held back a scream as she tore her eyes away from the creature’s gaze. She felt the api engulfing her fists and arms begin to weaken, and she strained to intensify it. I’m not scared she told herself. I’m not scared. I’m not scared. I’m not scared.
A piercing scream reverberated through the training room, which had fallen dead silent. The hollow sound echoed back and forth until it faded to a low hiss, buzzing in Fin’s ears. Another scream, this one louder,...

“I didn't expect anda to come here. Maybe you're just a fool.”
She looked at the figure in her mirror. His dark laugh filled the room.
“I've come to collect.”
“You had your pay. anda mencuri it. atau do anda not remember.”
“Wrong. anda are the one who has forgotten. I have big plans. And anda still fit in the picture.”
She turned to face him, eyes blazing.
“You should know oleh now that I won't be a part of your games!”
“Not willingly, no. But anda are not your own master anymore, Angel.”
He pulled a lantern from the shadows and her eyes fastened on it. Inside was a glow of energy.
“Time...

This is a conversation that me and Fin had a few months yang lalu on meebo. We didn’t post it until now because of spoilers, but now we can! Enjoy our randomness! PS Kir is Fin's creator aka robinluv14, Rae is Aisling's creator aka rachele_X, and the rest anda know. Well, Nick is Tesla. anda might not know that.

*Kir has entered*
*Rae has entered*
Fin: anda smell funny.
Nikita: I do not smell funny.
Fin: Smell like polish sausages.
Nikita: That is racism
Ash: lol!
Kenzie: BICHES
.Ash: We're FUCKED
Nick: No we're not fucked that's the problem I WANT SEX, DAMMIT
Ash: anda ALWAYS want sex
Nick: Whatever *pulls off...

Could you, dear reader imagine the words anda would use, to tell your family that your parents were dead, murdered? I hope anda can, because I'm not able to share those wretched words with anda right now. Can anda be patient with me? I'll promise it'll be worth the wait. 
      After I had accomplished that horrible task -perhaps the worst task of my whole life- I tried to focus my fractured attention back to Sergeant Caputo. He was a rough looking man, like a bad cop in film from the forties. Caputo looked about to be around thirty years old. He had one continuing eyebrow, a furry ledge of...

Name: Razor Henry

Alias: Razor

Age: 17

Height: 5'11

Weight: 180lbs

Appearance: He appears pretty innocent but he is really A KILLING MACHINE! Brown hair, red eyes, tan skin. Razor, is built and muscular and has has insanely sharp teeth and since he has Blade's attributes he's a quarter wolf~ Aggressive, dark yellow eyes when he's mad, ect.~

Hero/Villain:Villain

Personality: A softy but can beat the fuck out of you, he isn't really a flirt and has huge trust issues, also he does enjoy killing because it sends him on a blood-lust killing frenzy. Also it's been forced on him to never trust anyone......

Name: Amara Thompson 

Age: 6

Appearance: long straight black hair with grey eyes and fair tan skin.

Powers/Skills: she has the ability to feel others pain and hurt feelings, usually stronger with the ones she loves. ( will not have powers when born)

Relations: biological parents are Bentley and Aryess, niece to Rene, granddaughter to Declan. detik cousin to Jet.

Personality: very bubbly and cute to be around, she's a sweetheart and usually always giggles atau smiles unlike Bentley.

Civvies: a black atau grey rok with leggings and a long sleeved puncak, atas with little brown boots.

Past: DNA was collected...

"This city is only as strong as it's hero."

Revenge landed with a crunch on the kap, hood of the taxi.

"And what happens when that hero fails? What happens when he falls?"


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Sam sat on the derek, crane in absolute silence. Grant Tower was being rebuilt, the giant "G" was resting behind him on stilts. He gazed in silence as choppy flashbacks hit him repeatedly. It was the same image over and over again: holly screaming at him, then walking out.

Draxx walked into the small office and shut the door. The younger, African officer looked up. "Sir?"

"I need a favor from you, Lieutenant. I want everything...

So, this is my new story... Yeah... link Enjoy~

Hiding in an alleyway, the small neko girl’s ears twitched as the sound of soft footsteps approached. Her green eyes went wide and she grabbed her backpack, slinging it over her shoulder and dashing further into the passage. Her light brown hair fluttered out behind her and her tail curled up. She ran into a dead end, a small sob escaping her. She looked behind her as the footsteps became louder and began to climb the gutter pole to get to the roof.
When she was about halfway up, the footsteps slowed, and from the shadows another teen came out....

Warnings for fluff and crappy endings.

One week later.
Kyra smiled as she entered the cave. “Happy holidays!” Tanner shouted as she entered, startling her and lighting her hair on fire. “Dude!” she laughed. “Don’t do that!”
She walked into the hall to go down to her room, and walked back out into the living room after having caught Aisling and Rowan under the mistletoe. Not without having taken a picture, first.
She smiled at Delta and quickly ducked when a snowball was suddenly flung her way. “Sis! Seriously!” She only laughed when lebih snowballs came flying at her, and she created...

RAWR.



So, after we settled that whole "gone evil" thing. I settled under the lights of our tree. I dunno why, but that was my new bed/hideout/whatever the heck anda wanna call it. It smelled of pine and toothpaste... But whatever, the things anda can hang on a tree!
"You, my friend, I don't know how we are related." Jaime said, crouching down and looking at me.
"You take one person, then take another person, then--" Jaime slapped his hand over my mouth and I continued rambling.
"I was kidding." His hand lifted from my mouth.
"Hmm." I said.
"'Sup?" Jaime looked at me. I slipped the pen from his pocket...