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posted by SilverWings13
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For weeks, the siblings had gone over their plan again and again. Now, as Ana stood in the kastilyo aklatan leaning against her grandfather’s desk, staring at a geode emitting a holographic model of the room they were invading, she could have recited the plan herself. So she did.
“When I arrive, they’ll check me for weapons at the door, so—“
“You’ll have your Glock on you since the guards expect it, but you’re prepared to be weaponless anyway,” Ana interrupted. The hologram zoomed in to focus on the front door. Aleksander nodded and continued.
“I’ll go into the room alone, except for my plus one, though she’s really only there for my cover—“
“And you’ll actually be there alone, unarmed, to socialize and ipakita yourself off as Prince Alexi Romanov’s heir.”
“All the while, I’ll—“
“Be spreading the truth, exposing Magnus as a rotten, conniving pig who’s been planning to use us against the Red Army and current government of Russia, all without telling his own people, the White Army.”
Aleksander’s jaw twitched with his annoyance. The hologram had focused on the opposite end of the room where Ana would enter. “Anything you missed?” he inquired cooly.
“Nope. Oh, wait, yeah: my only role in this is to ipakita up at the end to look pretty and waive.” She huffed and swiped the hologram so that it spun in a wild whirl before resettling with an uncertain shimmer.
Aleksander slid the geode away from the fuming teen. “I know you aren’t used to fighting this way. You won’t get to use your claws tonight, but using your name and image will be much madami effective. It’ll shock these people, so convinced that the Romanovs are merely a symbol of the White Army’s continued fight to rebirth the monarchy, to see the last legitimate heir disagreeing with their leader’s plans.” He came around from behind the mesa to stand beside her, the closest they had physically been since Ana had followed the man into their tomb. “Annie, you know exactly what happens if we don’t do this: Magnus will hunt us until the ends of the Earth and force you to help him mobilize the White Army and any doubters against the present government of Russia. We’re talking civil war. Millions could die, especially if Russia’s allies become involved and this war bleeds into other Eastern states. There are plenty of power-hungry people sick of democracy, sure they can run their countries better themselves, who will stand with the White Army if it means they get to be kings and queens of a new age.”
Anastasia stared down at her feet as the man spoke. It sounded far madami heroic when the young man laid their mission out. In her own mind, it was far madami terrifying to stand against someone who possibly held a weapon capable of turning them to breathing corpses for an eternity. “Fine,” she breathed finally, “But do I have to wear a dress?”
Aleksander stood up straight, crossing his arms with a confident smile that reminded her too much of their father.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Aleksander stepped through the shimmering white gate to enter the antique kitchen, thd cold of the mountain melting away to the warmth of the small house. A young woman was seated at the oak mesa with straight dark hair cut to her chin and a white dress flowered sa pamamagitan ng kulay-rosas roses. She jumped up when Aleksander exited the portal, but her expression suddenly changed from alert to exuberant when the short redhead stepped out beside him. Ana flinched at the squeal that escaped the brunette, then stiffened as she suddenly found herself trapped in a fierce embrace. The hug would have been a welcome surprise in the midst of a life-threatening ordeal if the teenager were accustomed to such attention. The other woman sensed her discomfort and jumped back with a grinning apology.
“Sorry, sorry, I got overexcited. I’m Octavia Rurik!” she thrust out a French manicured hand, barely containing the urge to hug the girl again.
“I know,” Ana replied, unable to contain a shy smile as she accepted the handshake. “I recognize you from pictures when you and Thomas were together during the war.” She noticed a twinge of pain in Octavia’s features, but the young warlock’s grin quickly reappeared. “Oh yes, I suppose it’s only pictures that you remember. You were just a tiny toddler when I last saw you back in ‘42. You had the cutest curls! What am I saying? You’re still so adorable! Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Tavvy,” Aleksander interrupted for his blushing sister’s sake, “I wish we had madami time to catch up, but we really should start getting ready.”
“Right, sorry, I just never thought I’d see either of you ever again, and here you are. I wish my mom were here right now, but she’s getting ready at our family’s mansion to keep Papa occupied. But, all well, she’ll see you both at the party.” Since Aleksander would leave for the party first, Octavia quickly shooed the young man off to the one paliguan in the house and sat Ana down to start choosing a palette for her make-up.
The red-head tried not to fidget too much as Octavia tested colored powders on the back of her freckled hand, eyes narrowed in concentration. It was odd to be sitting with the daughter of their greatest enemy. Even if the split between Katerina Rurik and Wilhelm Magnus, the former choosing to side against impending war and the latter choosing the head the White Army in her place, was as well known as their children picking sides between the two, Ana couldn’t help but wonder at Octavia choosing to betray her father's plot to her and her brother. Would she have been able to do the same if her father were still alive? She doubted it. Even if Alexie Romanov had been notorious for committing mass murder to eliminate a few enemies, Ana still wished madami than anything that she had grown up under his care.
“Are you worried about Cal?”
Ana jerked from her thoughts at the question. She realized the other woman had been chatting relentlessly and was now staring at her with concern in her baby blue eyes. “He’s going to be okay, you know. He’s already back to eating solids, and quickly gaining the strength to walk quite a bit without any help.”
“That’s...good.” The memory of the young man laying prone as a corpse in a hospital kama weeks nakaraan was still fresh. Ana ached to see him, to apologize for putting him through so much pain, but the news on his recovery would have to do. She would never again put him in danger. “You’re not angry with me for what happened...?”
“What? Of course not!” Octavia reassured, taking Ana’s hand in hers. “That wasn’t your fault. It’s not like you summoned those creatures.” Octavia’s forgiveness caught Ana sa pamamagitan ng surprise, and she thought she understood why the witch was willing to help if Aleksander had downplayed his part in Thomas’ death as an accident. This stranger was meant to be a part of the Romanov family upon marrying the oldest male of the family, and it seemed with all her sisterly pag-ibig that she had embraced Thomas’ siblings as her own family despite his death. Ana was prepared to ask Octavia about the topic when the the witch’s eyes suddenly widened. The girl turned to see what the brunette was watching over her shoulder.
A taller, broader, blonder, beardless version of Ana’s grandfather stood in the doorway. His traditional military uniform was solid black with a shimmering double row of golden buttons. The kwelyo and sinturon were decorated with soft golden leaves and vines, with sleeve cuffs of the same color. Black and gold: the Romanov family colors. The glittering pins on his chest likely represented his service in the segundo world war as a child soldier, but his slicked blonde hair and celebratory sword in its kaluban ng baril gave him the appearance if a proud, well accomplished general. Octavia’s mesmerized expression gave Ana a sinking feeling in her stomach as she realized the older woman was probably paying too much attention to the justice the uniform did to her brother’s well cut figure and sharp jaw line.
“Did I leave my fly down?” Aleksander asked bashfully of their stares, glancing down at his clothes.
“No, you’re fine,” Ana answered for him. Octavia found her voice and quickly added, “You look great!”
“You have to say that,” he replied with a chuckle towards the oggling witch, “Since you’re the one who made the uniform.” Octavia only blushed at that and stood, straightening Aleksander’s kwelyo as if it really needed it. Ana stayed where she was and watched them. If things had been different, it was Thomas’ uniform the brunette would be fussing over—not that her gentle brother could have had nearly the same deadly determination dominating his expression.
Octavia had seemed to finally decide Aleksander was wearing her masterpiece correctly when there was the honk of a horn from the driveway. “That’ll be my plus one, as patient as ever,” the young man concluded. “I’ll see you ladies later.” He moved to the door, but was stopped when his sister suddenly rushed over, nearly tackling him in a hug. Aleksander stood nagyelo in surprise before smiling and ruffling the girl’s hair. She stepped back with a huff, her glare serious. “You better not die before I get there, because I can’t do this sa pamamagitan ng myself.”
“I won’t leave you alone,” he promised, giving her shoulder a squeeze before stepping out of the house. Ana stood in the doorway, watching him climb into the dark limo. She wanted to believe that promise, but with his uniform accentuating their father’s dangerous charisma, she could never believe him.
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Symbol
Dr. Varhiez yanked his head into his hands., "I cant believe we Nawawala her! Twice! She was our first successful creation!" His assistant, Dr. Foriam pulled out a chart, "Dr. Varhiez, why don't you just make another one of her? I mean, you created her, you have all the information. and," Dr. Varhiez cut him off, snapping his head up. His large blue eyes and messy brown hair made the 45 yr old man look crazier than ever. "that right there Foriam, is where you are wrong! When H-K4escaped from here, I had not finished my diagnostics, i did not finish recording all her information. I have no records...
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posted by The_Writer
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A Few Notes (And a Rant) About Me


I know most of you are thinking: "The conceited little brat! He's making an artikulo about himself! How selfish!"

But before you assume and make an asno out of you and me (look at the word assume), lemme have my say. This rant is so that people can get to know what I believe in and what type of person I am before they decide to be my "friend". This isn't a "everyone is my friend cause I like everyone" list. This, in fact, could be used to push people away, but it's all in your viewpoint.

Now, without further ado:


 I am an American. A proud one too. I believe in...
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posted by Robin_Love
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She walked into the center of light in the pitch black area. The child was in her arms, sound asleep. A voice spoke and a red light shined.
“Do you have the child?”
“Yes Bella Morta.”
“You have done well, pawn.”
“Thank you.”
“Place the child down gently and leave.”
Becca put Flynn on the ground gently and left. The red light came closer.
“Such an innocent child. I would hate for anything to happen to you. Let us hope your parents do as I say. Oh Devin.”
The angel stepped into the ring of light.
“Yes Bella Morta?”
“I have a message I want delivered. Find the parents of this...
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posted by Obscurity98
Harley eyes fluttered open as she looked around. Her hands where strapped to a chair and so were her legs. She tried to pull loose, but she couldn't It surprised her, Nothing, or at least almost nothing, could have led her.
Her eyes darted around the lightly dimmed room, and they feel upon a human figure, and out of the shadows where she looked came Klarion.
"Can't get out of your chair girly? You might be wondering why."
"Like hell i'm wondering why! what do you want with me?"
"Quiet girly! I ask the tanong here!"
"Yeah and we both want answers, so give me mine and i'll give you yours."

Klarion...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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Name: Scott Clancy, or “Scotty”
Alias: White Lightning
Occupation: Hero
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: righteous hero with a strong willpower. Having a strong sense of right and wrong, Scott is guided sa pamamagitan ng his own conscience rather than the general rules that most of the bayani follow. One of his most notable traits is his refusal to admit defeat even in the darkest of situations, Despite his virtues, Scott is also reckless and arrogant. madami than once he has left his emotions ulap his better judgment.
Powers/skills: Can control weather and especially lightning, acrobatics, hand to hand combat,...
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posted by Mclovin_69
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Name: Logan Sanders

Alias: unknown.

Age: 15 ( would be 19 now)

Status: deceased

Appearance: black hair, green eyes, 5'10, glasses.

Personality: he is very very smart and often thinks things through the logical way before actually doing it. He was often the one to speak his mind and opinion and prove that he was always right with his theories.

Powers/Abilities: he was truly someone with a brilliant mind, could hack systems, and develop inventions of his own that his team used. He had great combat skills with spears. His brain is his power.

Past: he was killed in a break out with his team.

Others: The teleport smoke bombs BloodMist uses were his invention and he taught him how to make them. Most of the adjustments in Mistys suit were Logan's invention (ex. the suction on his hands a feet so he can run on the sides of buildings, the wrist grappling hooks)
posted by BladeYJ
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((Just to fill in 'cos it's been awhile since I posted. blade got stabbed in the arm with some needle thing with weird serum in it and blacked out.. now VOILA!))

There was always three of us.
Then there was a gunshot.
Suddenly, there was only two.
Who knew a single bullet could tear apart a family.
Who knew I could tear apart a family.


~

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't breathe, at all. I tried to to suck in a breath but no air came. My lungs refused to work. Why couldn't I breathe? It was completely black, I couldn't pry my eyes open. Where was I? There was no water, no air, no nothing. It was...
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added by SilverWings13
Source: Final pantasiya 15
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posted by BladeYJ
10
((Idk how it happened..))

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I was awoken sa pamamagitan ng the creeping of my door's hinges. Quickly, I sat up; looking for who had the nerve to intrude my sleep. And as my lonesome eye scanned my perimeters, the silver moonlight fluttered along the curtains and poured into the room.

Everything seemed normal, all things went undisturbed sa pamamagitan ng the entity, nothing seemed to be roused. In turn, I stood and gradually-tiredly-made my way over to the door, closing it before resting my head on the door; dead bolting it shut. Breathing in an exasperated breath, I brought my head back and moseyed back to my bed. Which...
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posted by Robin_Love
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 Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Jessie Nasrin Bennett
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Jessie Nasrin Bennett
Reason or meaning of name:Jessie- God beholds; Nasrin- wild rose; Bennett- blessed
Eye Color: Green
Hair Style/Color: ginto Wheat
Height: 5'4
Clothing Style: I dress for the weather
Best Physical Feature: Um...I've been told my smile is great

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Um...dark
Your Guilty Pleasure: bulaklak Crowns
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Being Shoved Away
Your Ambition for the Future: To live?

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: Depends on the night before
What You Think About the Most: The herbs I need daily
What You Think About Before...
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posted by Robin_Love
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 Tara
Tara
LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Tara Almaraz
Reason or meaning of name: “Queen” (Irish), “Star” (Asian)
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Style/Color: Blown, worn down mostly
Height: 5'7
Clothing Style: Uhm..suave nerd?
Best Physical Feature: Hair

LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your Fears: Uhmm.....skip
Your Guilty Pleasure: Chocolate
Your Biggest Pet Peeve: Personal space
Your Ambition for the Future: To live...

LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your First Thoughts Waking Up: I'm so sore
What You Think About the Most: Do white-haired Siberians count?
What You Think About Before Bed: I wish this was over already
You Think Your Best Quality...
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posted by Robin_Love
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WARNING: This is violent. There isn't a happy ending. If you choose to read, be prepared.




“How long has it been?”
“Almost a month.”
“How is she still alive?! You sinabi she'd be ours within the week!”
“Calm down; we underestimated her. But we won't do that again. She has to break soon. Then we can mold her again.”
“You better or-”
“Or what?! You don't have any power without us!”
“Don't kill her. You need her as much as I do.”
“For now. If she proves to be a problem-”
A knock sounded against the heavy metal door. It scratched the door as it was opened. A man walked in, dressed...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
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The sound of an alarm was the only thing that brought the boy to, not the eerie silence of the apartment, or the screeching siren that sounded throughout Gotham's streets. An outstretched arm hit the snooze button before rising, blonde hair hanging over his face. Shane grumbled out and turned the alarm off completely, staring at the blurry clock face. "It's almost noon.." He turned and looked out over the window, dragging himself out of kama to push the curtains open. The male then frowned at the gray skies and rain that left downtown Gotham in an overcast. He turned from the window and walked...
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It helps if you sing along: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8qLqbC7BifU

Lexi, and her struggles of being a teenage girl, and her developing powers...

If you weren't born with it
You can buy a couple ornaments


Lexi stared into the full-length mirror, hands resting sa pamamagitan ng her sides before she placed them on her hips, letting out an annoyed sigh, catching Jamie’s attention as he passed sa pamamagitan ng her room. The teen backtracked and slid into his sister’s room. “What’s up?” He asked and sat at the edge of the bed, sipping from a straw. “Can’t decide.. Help meeeee!” Lexi whined out and pulled her...
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added by Robin_Love
posted by XxKFforeverXx
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Alex landed in her old backyard, staring back at the abandoned house before turning to look at the forest behind it. She sighed and shook her head, beginning the journey through it. "This is so stupid, he really is an idiot." The girl mumbled to herself, rolling her eyes as she stepped over decayed leaves and briars. Within a few minutes, she stood ankle deep in a pond, looking up at the small waterfall. Alex waded over and pulled herself up onto a rock, shimmying her way behind the pader of water. She pulled her hair into a high ponytail, staring at the metal door and keypad in front of her....
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posted by Robin_Love
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 Tara with glasses
Tara with glasses
Okay this is another updated bio. I have only a few madami after this (remember it doesn't include the Resistance form or the Outsiders team). Along with other news, Dylan's personal story series, Journey, is cancelled. I have a new story in mind that makes madami sense to the timelines I've written and I will be starting that soon. If you haven't read Dylan's bio, his character update is posted so please read and enjoy guys! <3



Name: Tara (pronounced Terra) Almaraz
Alias: Midnight
Occupation: Minor, hero
Powers: acrobatics, agility, speed, flexibility, force fields, weapons, handcuffs
History: Tara...
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posted by Robin_Love
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 Notte
Notte
Name: Dylan Spade
Alias: Notte
Occupation: Hero
Powers: Flight, shadows, dark energy, telekinesis, hand-to-hand combat, scythe
History: Dylan was born a mutant; or so he was told. He had white wings and as a neko. He lived in an orphanage and grew up there. Those times were not happy and he found ways to keep himself from harm. He was taught many things, one of those being how to defend himself. Dylan was an expert with a scythe, a master in hand-to-hand combat, an ace flier, and able to control his powers at all times. When he was ten, Dylan fled. There were so many against him and his kind that...
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posted by Robin_Love
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Okay hi guys. I'M SO SORRY THIS HAS TAKEN FOREVER!!!! A recap: Dylan had been thinking about his (heartbreaking) past. Then he finds himself in unfamiliar places with people he might know. And a mysterious person has been mentioned. The link above are some of the people you will need to know. Now, here is the susunod part!!! Again, sorry.


The susunod time he woke, the room was bright with sunlight. His mind raced to remember coming here, to this grand room, but he found none. He didn't even know where “here” was; for the first time in his new life, he was terrified. He searched...
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