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posted by Robin_Love
 Dick Grayson all dressed up
Dick Grayson all dressed up
Captivating. That was the only way he could describe her. Captivated; the only way he could describe how he felt right now. He watched as she seemed to hover over the floor although the rok of her dress was short. She had a brilliant smile and stunning eyes. But he could see a layer of pain behind the happy front she was putting on. Had he never been trained as he was, he probably would have never known. But he was trained that way and he couldn't help how he badly he wanted to wipe away the pain. His sister's dedication gala was in full ayunan when he found his way back from his thoughts.
His sister stood beside his adoptive father, who was introducing her and making small talk with all the guests. His own eyes traveled back to his sister's friend, the one his earlier thoughts had captured. She was laughing at something one of his brothers had said, a fiesty glint in her eye and a smirk on her face. He watched the hand on her waist slip further down and decided it was time to step in. He walked over and bowed from the waist, hand outstretched to her.
“Do me the honors of having this dance?”
Her smile was warm and genuine but he saw the flash of surprise and sorrow in her eyes. She gently took his hand, probably out of desperation to get away.
“Of course, Mr. Grayson. Excuse me, Jason.”
He swept her off before Jason could reply and looked at the girl in his arms.
“My deepest apologies for Jason. He's not good with women.”
“On the contrary. He is very good just not in public affairs.”
“..have you..?”
She laughed.
“No but his reputation proceeds him.”
“This is true. And what might your name be?”
“My name is Rebecca Stevens.”
“Rebecca.” He tested the name on his tongue and liked the sound. “It suits you.”
She smiles and her eyes fell to the white dress she wore. He tilted his head slightly at her.
“My apologies, Mr. Grayson. I'm just remembering.”
“It's alright. And I'd prefer if anda called me Dick atau at least Richard.”
She smiled again and gave a slight nod of her raven head.
“Tell me something, Rebecca. Have we ever met before?”
“I believe not.”
“Are anda sure? anda seem familiar.”
“A great many things seem familiar.”
“This is true. anda have a good head on your shoulders.”
“Thank you.”
“Should I expect to see anda at lebih of these events?”
“I believe not.”
“Why not? I would like anda to come.”
“Things can not be as we wish, Richard.”
“..please say you'll come. This is one of the best nights of my life.”
“I can make no such promises.”
“Then I should make sure to get your number. Then you'll have no choice but to agree.”
 Becca's dress
Becca's dress
 Devin's dress
Devin's dress
posted by 221B-Baker
This charrie goes oleh the name Jenson King. Overly-gelled black hair to match his green eyes, this kid could be a Greaser, I swear. When he gets angry, atau his body is put under a large amount of stress, he has the ability to retreat into the form of a black leopard. Even when in human form, his cat-like eyes and fangs give him night-vision, and an unusual taste for catnip. Jenson's past remains a secret, even to him. His earliest memory is waking up in the middle of the jungle at age twelve, only to be taken to civilization oleh tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing lebih Hindi than English, he often just sits in the rafters and watches everyone.

This biography has many sketchy points, and most of my biographies will, until I'm used to menulis them, so, patience.
She layed in her tempat tidur while a blue gleam entered the room, her grey eyes blinked back tears, she felt lonesome, empty…..just like when her parents died. A knock sounded at the door along with the deep voice that was her brother, “ hey Ary anda awake in there? We need to talk “ Declan berkata from outside the door. Aryess wiped tears from her eyes and hissed out “ I wouldn’t be asleep with how loud your talking anyway “, “ are anda decent? im coming in “ he announced. Aryess let out a sigh of annoyance as a sign for him to come in, the door opened and the blonde haired boy entered...
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*giggles*

((Oy...))

1)    If anda had to choose between riding on a pelangi atau delivering rainbows, and why?

Both! And I already deliver them anyways…

2)    When is someone going to go gajah riding with me?

*in robot voice* Unable to answer due to the fact it is directed to others…

((What the-))

3)    Would anda rather live in a giant pumpkin, atau eat a giant pumpkin?

Live in one! Then I can be like that bunny that lived in one!

4)    Unicorns atau luar angkasa Unicorns? Please explain!

SPCAE UNICORNS! It would be offensive to...
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(( two months yang lalu Silvers P.O.V ))

I crossed my arms defiantly looking at Jet “ what the heck does the black swordsman do? “, Jet shrugged “ some say he holds great power, some say hes evil, and some say that hes the one who created the game “. I crinkled my nose confused “ why is there only one black swordsman? “ I muttered out, Jet looked at me with his brown eyes “ don’t think im lying this is what ive heard….you told me to tell anda all there is to know about the game, and every ones wondering who the black swordsman is and wondering whose great enough to be someone with...
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Can anda believe it? It's officially been a tahun since Red Revenge made his first appearance in Heart of Courage...

And now it's time for the party to start! Later this week, 66DragonAnimations will be uploading a video celebrating the one tahun anniversary of this vigilante! The link to the link is below. They've even re-designed it for the special anniversary!!!

And what will the link account be doing anda ask? Why, we're re-publishing every single Red Revenge story ever! Go check it out, fan us, and enjoy this bulan of the Black Hero.

Celebrations start December 1st and continue until the World Premiere of What Matters? on January 5th!

So please, enjoy this bulan of festivities and DON'T LEAVE!!!! WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK!!!
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 tempat tidur which she quickly recognized was Sam. She sighed and laid in the tempat tidur for a little while longer before rolling out and walking into the bathroom. She took a quick hot mandi, shower and threw on a jubah before walking into the kitchen.

Sam was sitting at the meja membaca 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, ciuman him on the cheek before...
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posted by Mclovin_69
k i know i berkata no lebih 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 cinta 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 tempat tidur 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 hari 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 anda 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 anda 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 anda 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 selanjutnya 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 atau an elaborate dodge against her invisible enemy. After circling a few...
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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 tato (one on left shoulder, one on lower back, both hidden from view).
Skills: no super powers, pisau handling, martial arts, jalan, street fighting, mild acrobatics,...
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added by MinaBloodlust
posted by SilverWings13
“Did anda 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,” malaikat 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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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 meja tulis, meja and appeared to be staring intently over the puncak, atas of his open laptop at the gambar 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? anda snap. Correct?

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

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives atau 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 oleh 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 membaca 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 atau why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid lebih attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when anda 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 kursi on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of pertanyaan 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. anda and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in cari of the answer to the pertanyaan 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 oleh the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy dipan, sofa sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied oleh two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The pertanyaan
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and lebih urgently "How?". I walk cautiously meneruskan, ke depan and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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