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posted by ReneYJ
"Damn it!" I said, "Stupid computer, it so slow." I shut the purple laptop closed, harshly, and put my head in my hands. I was sitting in my shabby apartment in Gotham, trying to locate that one insane villain I’ve been chasing for years, the Joker. I looked for reports and sightings, but he hasn't been seen in days ever since his last crime.
"Rene, calm down," my boyfriend Kent said,” he'll دکھائیں up eventually."
"Whatever," I کہا as I shot him a dirty look and ran into my room. I laid on the bed, head facing the ceiling. What if I can't find him, I thought, what if this is just a waste of my time? I went back out to the living room and grabbed my computer and cell phone; and as I walked back in my room, my justice league watch went off.
“Hello, Rene?” کہا Nightwing, “We need آپ hear for a special mission.”
“I’m on my way, give me 1 minute.” I ran into my closet and pulled out my hero outfit. It was a blue tank top, ripped jeggings, and blue combat boots. I decided to wear the mask Robin had دیا to me a couple years back. Then I ran over to Kent, who wished me luck, kissed him, and teleported to the mountain.
I teleported right behind Nightwing and tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned around I shouted “BOO!” in his face.
“Rene,” he کہا as he was panting, “you scared me!” I started laughing hysterically.
“You should have seen your face,” I کہا laughing, “too funny.”    
“Rene, good to see آپ again,” کہا a voice, “It’s me, Maxine.” Holy crap, I hadn’t seen her in years. I ran up to Maxine and hugged her.
“Maxine!” I yelled, “I missed آپ so much!” Maxine tried to pry me off, but my grip was to strong, so she hugged me back.
“It is good to see آپ to Rene,” she chuckled, “now please get off.” I slowly got off of her, but then gripped on to her again. She rolled her eyes and I let go.
“Good to see آپ Maxine,” He went up and hugged her.
“Good to see آپ too Grayson.” She smiled and broke away from him. She was wearing her hero outfit, black long sleeve shirt, skinny jeans, and black فیتا, فیتے up converse sneakers; and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
“Whoa, Maxine, when did آپ dye your hair?” I asked, “It looks really good!”
“Thanks! I dyed it about 2 months ago.” It was platinum blonde with green ends.
“Um, Maxine,” کہا Nightwing, “have آپ seen Rosie? I called her, but she did not answer so a left a message.”
“Wait, Rosie’s on this mission too! I know where she is, I think.” I said.
“Really?” the two of them کہا simultaneously.
“I کہا I THINK! I remember, she called me a couple days ago, she کہا she was going to, somewhere.” I was still kind off asleep, so I was trying to think; but they thought I was trying to mess with them. Plus, because they know me pretty well, so they know when I’m trying to mess with them.
“Rene, are آپ freaking kidding me? I thought آپ کہا آپ knew where she was?” Maxine yelled in my face.
“You know آپ don’t want to get her mad Maxine,” کہا Nightwing, “remember what happened 3 years ago.” She looked so embarrassed she turned beet red.
“Sorry Rene, I’ll get آپ رس, جوس box later, OK?” she said.
“Yay,” I screamed as I started jumping up and down, and then tripped over myself. Luckily, Maxine caught me.
“Sorry, Mercy and I pulled an all-nighter last night. It was so much fun, آپ should have been there,” I کہا as I started laughing, then I stopped, “maybe not.” They looked suspicious, but Nightwing brought up the original question.
“Rene.” I nodded, “where is Rosie,” asked Nightwing. I sat down on the سوفی, لٹانا and started to think, and Maxine ran into the kitchen.
“What are آپ doing Maxine?” Nightwing کہا curiously. She ran back into the room and handed me something.
“Here’s a رس, جوس Rene, maybe it will help jog your memory.”
"Thanks Max!” I sipped, slowly, as the two of them stared at me, waiting for my اگلے response. I sat quietly, cuddled اگلے to a pillow, thinking about the question. Maxine looked hilarious, she was sitting at a table, arms sprawled out, staring at me with enormous eyes, just waiting; and waiting. Nightwing was sitting, just reading a book on hydromechanics. All of a sudden, my phone rang, and it was Mercy.
“Hey Mercy, yea, yesterday was awesome. That was hysterical,” I started laughing my brains out, “OK, well, I’ll talk to آپ later, bye!” and I hung up; and continued to sip my رس, جوس slowly.
“Mm, fruit punch,” I mumbled. Maxine looked like she was about to kill me if I did not answer soon. Nightwing was completely ignoring me, but I could totally tell he was waiting impatiently.
“I got it,” I said, “She went to Canada to see some relatives.” Maxine looked pissed off, and Nightwing was neutral, as always.
“Well, it looks like it will just be the two of you,” he said, “now, this mission is very important. It will take a bit of time, which means آپ will need to do research, investigations, stuff like that. This mission has to do with the injustice league. Everyone else is still helping to take down the injustice league, but they will not know exactly what is going on. The only ones who know are the league, Superboy, Megan, La’gaan, and Robin. The others cannot find out, they are not ready.”
“OK,” کہا Maxine.
“Oh, and Rene?” کہا Nightwing. I nodded and then sipped my رس, جوس box, “do not tell Mercy.” I was puzzled.
“Why?"
“Because then the mission will be ruined. Mercy, will want to try and help, but she cannot. She acts to childish.”
“Then why is Rene on the mission? No offence Rene,” Maxine said.
“None taken, hey, can آپ grab me another رس, جوس box?” The رس, جوس box made that really sad noise, emptiness.
“Because Batman کہا she was,” he said.
“Look for the Bare Necessities,” I began singing; and then started humming because Maxine gave me an evil look as she gave my new رس, جوس box. I frowned down at my juice.
“What’s wrong Rene?” asked Nightwing.
“I don’t like انگور juice, I like fruit punch.” I sat there, with my arms crossed, pouting.
“Maxine,” he کہا as he chuckled, “can آپ please get Rene a fruit مککا, عجیب الخلقت رس, جوس box.” I gave Maxine my رس, جوس box, and she grabbed it out of my hand and stormed into the kitchen. Nightwing swiveled in his chair and turned towards his computer. I slowly crept up to him and tapped his shoulder; and as he turned around, I teleported away. When he turned back to the computer, I was sitting right اگلے to it.
“Rene, stop doing that!” he shouted, out of breath.
“You would think that after all these سال I’ve known you, آپ would have gotten used to me sneaking on up on you; یا playing little pranks and jokes on you; but since آپ clearly haven’t, it’s just مزید fun for me!” I started laughing and sat back on the couch. Maxine came back with my رس, جوس box, and it was fruit punch.
“Thank آپ Maxine,” I کہا in my really annoying kindergarten voice that scares her.
“Ah, stop it! آپ know that gives me shivers up my spine,” she shouted. Nightwing and I both started laughing hysterically.
“Stop laughing at me آپ guys,” she yelled; but we just continued laughing at her. In the middle of are uncontrollably chuckling, my phone rang; and it was Kent.
“Hey Kent, what’s going on?”
“Um, Rene, there’s been a joker sighting in Gotham,” he said.
“Where?” Maxine and Nightwing were curiously listening to the conversation.
“Gotham City Museum, آپ know where that is right?”
“Yeah, I do, um, meet me there, soon,” I کہا and I closed the سب, سب سے اوپر of the flip phone.
“Guys, I got to go,” I said.
"What’s going on?” کہا Nightwing.
“Joker, Gotham, got to get him,”
“Let us come,” Maxine said, “we can help you.”
“No,” I said, “this is my fight. Let me do it my way.” I threw the رس, جوس box on the floor and teleported off the Museum.
“Why won’t she let us help her?” Maxine said. Batman walked into the room.
“Because she doesn’t need it,” he said, “she can do this on her own.”


    
    
    

    

    
 A Goatrider
A Goatrider
( Oke, the archives of morte will be a series of مضامین in whist I will describe everything Thad has to do whit the lore of teyrions world thad I am creating truw this archives and further story's to come.)

Origin of the Riders:
The goatriders were a small group of bandits who fleeing fore the law ended up in the Kingdom of Morte were they advantly were couth سے طرف کی a patrol of King Tyrion Blackwell, the bandits feared fore tere lives expecting to be killed fore there crimes.
But Tyrion seeing Thad the bandits only چرا لیا, چوری کی to keep themselves and tere family's alive made them a offer, if they would...
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posted by Mclovin_69
Name: Jeremy Thompson

Alias: Jet Stream

Age:18

Appearance: brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin and tall.

Personality: he takes a leadership role in situations and tries his best to do right for those around him. he is accepting to everyone, nice ,caring, protective of the ones he loves.

Relationship: cousin to Bentley, dating Tori

Powers/Skills:he has all the combat skills he grew up learning, he still has the hooks he uses in combat. creating a small burst of speed only really used for get aways یا sneak attacks and can create smoke when he does his small burst of speed. He can also create a fire...
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posted by Mclovin_69
I suppose in most cases it's easier to try to let go of the things that happen to آپ instead of having them linger in the back of your mind. But it never is easy to forgive and accept is it?. Most stories go the same, traumatizing things happen to you, آپ lose something dear to you, یا آپ feel pity for yourself and people آپ care about around you. آپ may wonder do I have a pity for others? Sadly I don't feel that way towards many people nowadays, Do I pity myself?, I feel as if I've done that too much for it to matter anymore.

A sigh escaped my lips as I made my way down a dim lighted street...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
"Suavemente, besame que quiero sentir tus labios besandome otra vez......" Suavemente one of the most famous spanish song sung سے طرف کی Elvis Crespo was now playing loud into their ears as feet and waist moved to the beat.

Everyone knew that Becca and Phoebe were two girls that had good sense of rhythm and could dance to any and every song that played on a stereo. But just for a fun Nic, Aryess and Megan had made the دوستوں challenge each other to a dance off. Since both girls were good deciding the best would be tough so they challenge each other for their stamina.

Nic , Aryess and Megan watched...
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posted by Caitlyn_Grayson
 Caitlyn
Caitlyn
Name: Caitlyn Eleanor Grayson
Alias: BrightStar
Age: 14
Relationship to Team: Robin’s cousin
Appearance: Caitlyn is tall, about 5’6” یا 5’7”. She has straight blonde hair, a little longer than shoulder length, that she sometimes wears in a ponytail, and blue eyes (like those of her cousins Dick, Kyra, and Danna). She wears a blue t-shirt یا tank سب, سب سے اوپر and short-shorts (at least on sunny days).
Personality: Caitlyn is fun, funny, and always cheerful and in a good mood. She is very high energy, extremely practical and a good problem solver. She is confident, friendly, and really determined...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
((Its long I know but please read to the end and thank آپ Discord for help with the عنوان I just look for a synonym XD))

It was happening again that memory, that horrible memory, haunting him another night. The heavy breathing, the sudden crashes, and the sound of pain pounding into his head.
Then that scream, that woman's scream, the scream of torture and fright, the one that made every hair on his body stood up. Its high pitch and a hellish bang that came after and synced with it, dampening the air with death and fear. It played out as it did eight and a half years ago. The moments that changed...
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posted by Robin_Love
When he awoke for the سیکنڈ time, he thought of a million things, coherency streaming his mind and starting the engines of his very unique brain. Out of the millions and millions of streaming thoughts, he pulled out three and processed them:
Where the heck was he?
Why was there loud knocking at “his” door so early?
Where had his snuggle buddy from last night wandered off to?
This third سوال brought up a million others that he was less than happy to deal with at the minute. He rubbed his eyes and yawned, stretching his arms out as he called entrance; anything to get the noise causing his...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
Kaya walked cautiously through the hallway tunnel, her steps were light while her hands were placed firmly around the weapon that had kept her in the game this long. Yes, a game of paintball suggested to be played سے طرف کی all of the young heroes that were bored out of their minds, since no missions were somehow not being given.

She came to the end of the tunnel leaning against one of the دیوار spying into the kitchen. There she saw Jaivus and Rene in their own little paintball war. Jaivus behind the counter and Rene behind the sofa. She smirked, aiming her paintball gun.

First shot, The paint connected...
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So, it didn't turn out how I was originally going to write it, but it still works, I guess. So, enjoy!

"How do آپ play this?"

"Lizzy, it's simple. Just take these balloons, that are filled with water, and throw them at people when the walk in!"

"Isn't that mean Ashley?"

"No, it's fun!"

"Oh... Okay!" The two of them hid behind the couch, a large bucket of water balloons beside them. Suddenly, they heard heels clacking against the floor.

"Get ready," Ashley whispered to Elizabeth, "someone's coming." The blue haired girl handed the ghost a water balloon, carefully so she wouldn't drop it; and then...
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posted by BladeYJ
((Listen to this in another tab یا whatever while reading (; link))

When I woke it up, I had two things crawling around in my head.

One: I felt hollow, as if a part of me was missing. Almost like someone took me and cut me in half, emptied my body of all it's contents then sewed me up. My fingers dug into the sheets as I sat up, straight, the room becoming familiar. Red velvet curtains hung in front of the window, blocking out all but the smallest rays of light. The silk sheets, I clung to, were smooth and the color of lust itself, it was the same for the walls and carpet. Cool wood filled the...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Death
Death
He paced back and forth in the room and her eyes followed him. The room they sat in wasn't too large but very comfortable. Crimson lay on the سوفی, لٹانا to her right, sunglasses in place. Shade sat elegantly in an arm chair to her left. She sat on the only other couch, plenty of room beside her. In front of her, facing the TV-mounted آگ کے, آگ place was a dark coffee table. چائے and snacks had been set out for them as they waited.
“You're quite agitated today.”
“Why do آپ think? Crimson, what do آپ have?”
The red head looked up for a minute.
“He's......confused.”
“He has his doubts that are...
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posted by SilverWings13
Random drabble?

"How many bedrooms?"
"Of course that's your first question."
"The answer's one, isn't it?" 
Alek signed in resignation and leaned back against the ledge. On the rooftop beside him sat Aryess, who had paused bouncing the tennis ball against the دیوار of the utility building to give her brother a no-nonsense look. "Tara agreed to it, Argentum," he defended. 
"I'm not judging you!" she returned, resuming the mindless action of bouncing the ball. "In case you've forgotten, I live with my boyfriend." She paused, the ball leaving her hand and riding the gentle toss to the brick wall,...
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posted by SilverWings13
The smoke filled the air like a choking fog; the alarm blared loudly enough to deafen. He had been in the office once before, when he had snuck in for preparations for this day. The walls were the same sterile white, bare except for a map that hung on the corkboard, bright with red pins. There was glass scattered across the floor now from the one-way window of one wall. The ڈیسک was on its side. He hurried over to the دیوار with the map where keycards hung from a hook. He stood on his tippy toes to grab them. When he turned to run back to the others, he saw the foot sticking out from behind...
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In the tundra, she could see her own breath. It escaped like a faint بادل from her nostrils and floated upwards a few centimeters before disappearing into the pine needles. This high up, those tendrils of breath would be unnoticeable to anyone far below. Below, the crouching snow-covered bushes remained still and silent. No visible clouds escaped them.
An approaching roar drew her attention over the forest floor as a black jeep emerged from the forest. It barreled through undergrowth, breaking through the freshly fallen snow, leaving behind deep tire treads and the reek of diesel. It would...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Becca
Becca
Name: Rebecca "Becca" Stevenson

Likes: Magic

Best Friend: Erin

Loves: Tyler

Dislikes: Skeptics

Worst Habit: She never eats enough

Personal Secret: She dated Robin and wiped his memory of her despite him being her first love

پسندیدہ Food: Chocolate

پسندیدہ Color: Red

Code Name: Shade

Mentor/Inspiration: Batman

Relations: Tyler Stevenson

Base of Operations: Wherever needed

Personal Home: Not Disclosed

Occupation: Hero

Job: None

Team: The Resistance
posted by Robin_Love
 Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
Alix Penn; Joan of Arc
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
Full Name: Alix Penn to others, Joan of Arc to heroes alike
Nickname: Alix, Alice, Jo, یا Joan
Reason یا meaning of name: Alix means “of noble kind”; Penn meaning “Enclosure”
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: Long, wavy, light brown/dark blonde
Height: 5’4”
Clothing Style: Modest
Best Physical Feature: Eyes

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: I fear nothing
Your Guilty Pleasure: French Cuisine
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Those who think themselves higher than others
Your Ambition for the Future: To protect

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: What چائے to drink?...
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posted by Robin_Love
The moon was high in the sky سے طرف کی the time she got home, her slinky black dress already too uncomfortable. She took off her heels and put the gun back in her safe. She sighed as she went to the kitchen, prepping a glass with scotch from her little bar before taking a sip. She walked into her room and put the glass on the bedside table. She slipped off the dress and dressed in a pair of black shorts and a red t-shirt too large for her frame. Seeing a red light on the phone, she played the recorded message.
“Hey Becca, it’s Devin. I know آپ wanted to be alone, but Fang and I-”
The recording...
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posted by SilverWings13
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Anastasia Alexovna Aldric (née Romanova)
Reason یا meaning of name: Anastasia was her aunt's name, means "resurrection"; her middle name is a derivative of her father's name, Alexei; born Romanova, but recently married; Aldric means "wise ruler"
Eye Color: forest green
Hair Style/Color: auburn; curly; usually intricately braided
Height: 5' 2" ((v smol))
Clothing Style: comfortable. Simple jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt if she's not going to meet anyone.
Best Physical Feature: my...hair? ((It's wild, but soooo soft))

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: disappointing the...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
The boy winced in pain as he was drug سے طرف کی his شرٹ, قمیض سے طرف کی Nicolette, and a fistful of hair held سے طرف کی Kori. Kori seemed to march her way through the watchtower, eyes glued آگے as she was silent. Nicolette scurried along, her ears tucked low as she waved at people. "Where are we even going?" The boy only stumbled along, taking in the sights around him. He got no answer, but was only pushed along more, this time مزید ruggedly. Fang stopped mid-sentence when Kori and NIcolette entered the room, his eyes moving from one of his children to the other. "Who is this, and why does my daughter look like...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Kori Adams at your service.
Reason یا meaning of name: WELL, it was Karina, but that didn't fit my style so I aggravated the everliving sh- (*coughs*) ..crap, outta dad to change it.
Eye Color: Don't آپ have fu- (KORI.) *sigh* They're blue.
Hair Style/Color: Black, short, white piece in the front.
Height: I think I'm like 5'7, 5'8, idk man.
Clothing Style: Look at my father and you'll know. Black and old band t-shirts, most of them are his.
Best Physical Feature: I believe it's my white streak. (Dear God, definitely your deceiving angelic face.)

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE...
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