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*unfolds sheet of paper* “If آپ were able to do one thing and get away with it Scott free, no consequences یا anything back happening, what would آپ do?”

*while ripping up paper* Fantastic question! *laughs quietly and licks lips* God, there’s so many possibilities.
Um, one thing I would probably do is break into The گمٹ, گھنٹہ گھر with a horde of small monkeys and shit on Superman’s desk- that is, if he has a desk. If he doesn’t have a desk, the اگلے best thing I would do would be…. Maybe break into the White House and…. No…. Nevermind, that’s not fun.
*scoffs* I guess it would just have to be an in-the-moment kind of thing. I have trouble planning things out… Maybe I would just kill someone? But I’ve done that before! I don’t really know.
Yeah. I would either kill someone یا shit on Supermans ڈیسک and leave him with a horde of miniature monkeys.
اگلے question, please?

“Wpuld آپ rather be blind یا deaf?”

*crumpling paper* Psh, that’s a no-brainer. Deaf. At least then, I could drive myself places be able to be completely independent. I could just get a CI, as well, so then I could get some of my hearing back…I actually have a friend whose parents are deaf! ((HELLO!)) Shut up.
اگلے question!

“Save a million kittens from a burning آگ کے, آگ but آپ lose all your hair in the process, including eyebrows and eyelashes, یا have to hammer a nail into your hand...”

*sits back in chair and crosses arms* Well, this is an unfair question. My powers won’t let me burn- hair included. Plus, I hate cats. They’re mean, selfish, and they have claws!
…I would probably be the one who started the آگ کے, آگ in the Cat Orphanage, anyways.
So, that’s really only leaving me with the option of hammering a nail into my hand- which I would gladly do if it spared me the trauma of getting clobbered سے طرف کی a million baby Satans.
Can I go now?

((If آپ guys have any سوالات to which Bella could answer, please ask away! BELLA KNOWS ALL. And thanks to DiscordYJ for all 3 of these questions!!))
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posted by GlitterPuff
WARNING: This is a bit gory and really, really sad. Just FYI...

    Everywhere she went, he followed her. I'm not following you, he'd say, we're just going to the same place. She knew why he wouldn't leave her alone. He wouldn't let her do it. And he promised that if he was with her, he would stop her. It really ticked her off. It was her own choice, not his. He just didn't agree with it. But none of it mattered. She was going to do it. Tonight. And he wouldn't be able to stop her.

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    "Where are آپ going?"

    "Somewhere."

    "Cool!...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Arcineh
Arcineh
Name:Arcineh Wiltsey
Alias: River
Powers: Water-bender; technology; brain power of a computer; combat
Occupation: Agent of the Watchtower; currently in training
Weakness/Limits: Too much heat without water; multiple blows to the head
History: Arcineh is Armenian but she looks like she's a normal Caucasian girl. Her mother was Armenian, he father Latin-American. When she was 10, her mother died of cancer. Her father was devastated, but put everything he had into caring for her. They moved away from the painful memories and started a new life. Because of her brain, she graduated from a University...
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added by Eclipse-YJ
When Nye awoke, he found himself in his بستر with Jennifer sitting beside him, holding his hand. She looked at him relived.

"Oh thank God," she breathed out. Nye took his hand and pushed a piece of her long dark brown hair behind her ear. She smiled at him.

"Alright," he said, shifting his position in the bed, "I need to go find some answers."

A little later in the day, Nye was racking his brain, trying hard to remember what happened in his seen future. A man? No, a girl held the gun. Was her hair brown? یا maybe it was black. But there was definitely a gun in her hand, along with some blood....
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posted by 221B-Baker
This charrie goes سے طرف کی 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, یا 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 سے طرف کی tourists. He enjoyed old, classic streetfighting games, hence his Greaser appearance. At age sixteen, he traveled to America, and joined the team. Knowing مزید 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 writing them, so, patience.
*giggles*

((Oy...))

1)    If آپ had to choose between riding on a قوس قزح یا delivering rainbows, and why?

Both! And I already deliver them anyways…

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

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

((What the-))

3)    Would آپ rather live in a giant pumpkin, یا eat a giant pumpkin?

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

4)    Unicorns یا Space Unicorns? Please explain!

SPCAE UNICORNS! It would be offensive to...
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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 بستر 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 دن 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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posted by SilverWings13
“Did آپ 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,” Angel 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 ڈیسک and appeared to be staring intently over the سب, سب سے اوپر of his open laptop at the تصاویر 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? آپ snap. Correct?

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

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives یا 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 سے طرف کی 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 reading 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 یا why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid مزید attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when آپ 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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