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posted by Robin_Love
 Tara
Tara
Because it needed to be done.

Selfish. That’s what she was. As she stood out in the freezing rain like she had the snow the sebelumnya night, that was the only word that came to mind. She shivered but pressed onwards as she let her salty tears mix with the rain. He had been right for some of it. She hadn’t asked. For her own sake and even for his. But she hadn’t expected him to say everything else. She had thrown the ring at him in her hurt, and the loss of it was evident on her finger. She sniffled and made her way into the darkness, leaning against a tree. Selfish and unwanted. That’s what she was. Her lower lip shook and she had to bite it to keep from sobbing. She hated herself. Pulling her jaket tighter around her, she went back to walking. She had been running for hours and was becoming weak. But she had no one else to count on now. She was alone. She shivered again and couldn’t stop her tears as she suddenly collapsed. Curling up, she sobbed uncontrollably. She was unwanted. And her jantung was broken because of it.
posted by BloodyMascara_
*Shrugs* Its over due! For the sign up, click link





Dark Angel, atau Fang, peeked through the vent's grate. Three targets, one plan. Dark malaikat smirked, and crawled back into the vent, moving for a better position. Fin, atau Forever Bird sat on the couch, nodding her head to the musik erupting from her laptop. Mel, atau Wings of Death was curled up on the counter, somehow sleeping. And Eclipse, atau 360 was sitting in the corner. Dark malaikat was pleased with his choice of prey. He decided, he was going to prank everyone. He eyed Mel, one thought ran through his mind:
Muahahahahahahahahaha!
Dark malaikat kicked...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Becca
Becca
Becca let out a low whistle as she studied her friend.
“Damn. anda look.....like anda might just stop every jantung in the other room.”
The other giggled, a wide grin plastered on her face.
“Thanks. anda look wonderful.”
Becca made a face.
“I hate dresses. And this style seems too much like what I would wear addressing queen Kendra. But the color I love.”
Devin smiled.
“I cinta your hair too.”
Becca made another face.
“I want it up. I miss my pigtails.”
“But anda look so beautiful.”
“So you've said.”
“And so will Tyler.”
Becca stuck her tongue out, but Devin saw the light blush...
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She twirled the escrim sticks in her hands, ready for a strike. She knew Serepta to be quick. Her sister always had a pindah planned out. Becca knew better than to make the first move. She was smart enough to know never to make the detik move. To make either pindah would claim the victory to her opponent. She heard the noise of battle behind her. But she dared not look. It would give Serepta the advantage. She kept her body ready, her eyes set, and her mind focused on the training she had endured.
“This isn't Chess, sister.”
Becca didn't reply. She was focused. She wouldn't let herself be fooled...
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The End is Coming.
The Finale Nears.
Red Revenge's saga is coming to a close.

United We Stand, Divided We Fall.





"Eukk." holly said. She watched the blood pool around the dead body pieces.

"Freeze! This is the New York City Police!" Draxx yelled. "You are under arrest for murder in the--"

"Stop Draxx." Revenge said, holding out his arms. "Guns down."

Draxx nodded and ordered the rest of the officers to lower their weapons. He had learned to trust Red Revenge's judgement in the seven years he had worked with him. 

"Azrael." Revenge said.

"Red Revenge." the figure replied in a deep voice. "I am Azrael,...
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 Devin the Cherubim
Devin the Cherubim
Name:Devin Grayson
Alias: Arch malaikat
Powers: Flight/wings, “Divine power”
Occupation: Hero
Weakness/Limits: Demon chants/weapons, high demon authority
History: Devin is the unborn child of John and Mary Grayson. As such, she entered heaven as a cherubim, a small baby-like malaikat in training. As a cherubim, Devin was taken from her sanctuary while she was out delivering a “divine message” (don't judge me!). She was taken oleh a very powerful demon named Teague. Unlike most demons, he had very strong magic that kept her hidden from those looking for her for several years. Due to their natures,...
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Just a little mini-series. This first part is based on the return. Read and you'll understand. ((Assuming he doesn't die)) Ignore her. Becca has no clue what she's talking about.


He knocked softly on her door, jantung beating quickly. It had been a little over an jam since he and his partner had returned to the base. She hadn't come out during that time, and he really wanted to see her. But he had forced himself to politely answer pertanyaan and talk to those that greeted the two when they had returned. Now he had finally managed to slip away and anticipated her reaction. He knocked a little louder...
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Okay don't be hating on me for this, I'm not trying to start a fight. I just think that we'd all be better off if we at least read these and thought about them, even if just for a second. I'm gonna say this right now: these are not cut-and-dry rules. oleh no means am I forcing anda to follow them, and there will be exceptions. These are just suggestions, on how to make your OCs well liked and better off. So, with that being said, in no particular order, here are 15 suggestions for making good OCs.
1. Ask yourself if making a new OC is really necessary.. Don't contribute to the overcrowding unless...
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posted by SilverWings13
The blonde pulled off the silver ketopong, helm off and smoothed down her pixie-cut before approaching the door. She paused with her hand raised the keypad to type in the code when she realized the entrance was open just a crack. Aryess slid the dagger from its sheath as she entered the base cautiously.
The assassin sensed nothing out of place. The same dim fluorescent lights flickered along the ceiling of the cavernous hallways, guiding her past the same closed doors; there was the same distinct scent of metal and wet cement in the air. It was exactly as she remembered it. Though she had been away...
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