Tara and Alek

I already introduced her, but since I'm pretty sure no one actually read her bio the first time, here we go again!!! I'm gonna start RPing with her now, for reasons.
Name: Carmen Vidal
Alias: Moanna
Occupation: Hero
Age: immortal but looks 16
Appearance: about 5’6”, slender, lightly tanned skin, short wavy brown hair about shoulder length, dark brown eyes, Hispanic
Personality: sassy, sarcastic, rebellious, headstrong, friendly, bitchy to anyone she doesn’t like, really nice inside even though she’s super sassy, outgoing, confident
Civvies: She usually wears old fashioned clothing; dresses,...

Skylar, Nightwing, Twan, Superboy, M’gann, and Silverwings stepped into the white corridor . They looked around, poised for an ambush or any kind of assault awaiting them. “Whoa. Guys come ‘ere. Look at this!’ Nightwing sinabi as he noticed the picture frames. “They look so lifelike.” sinabi Superboy. “Its says H25 under this one,” Silver replied, “is that the name of the painting or what?” Nightwing shrugged, “I don’t know. But whoever this guy is has some weird stuff in here.” Megan flinched suddenly, “Nightwing, I don’t think that these are…”
“SKYLAR! Nightwing!”...

She pulled against her restraints, unable to see with the visor on her. She could hear voices and then a growl. She gulped at how close and hungry it sounded. Things weren't good. Not good at all. The sounds faded momentarily. Then a loud thump sounded along with several screams. She struggled more, wanting to be free. Crashes sounded and madami screams. The visor was removed from her eyes and she looked at Becca's smiling face.
“Let's get you out.”
“Becca? What's happening?”
“Cat's gone wild. We have to go.”
Becca unlocked one of the restraints. But a whip wrapped around her and pulled...

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...

A prebiyu to what's coming! The sign-up is still open, closes tomorrow. I need some guys, please, so if you could, it'd be nice. ;D
Here we goo!!
Fin rushed to her room, zipping past the people in the front to avoid communicating with them. She slammed her door open, giving the same amount of force to close it, and went straight to her dresser in the closet where she started throwing the clothing out of it. “C’mon, where is it, where is it...”
Blaire, who was sitting on the dog kama in the corner, perked up, curled tail wagging. Fin noticed this and turned, crouching down. The pup jumped...

Yes. I'm evil.




She stared at him, speechless. He came close to her and took her hands.
“It's okay Kitten. Relax.”
“H-how can this be? I killed you.”
“No.”
She shook her head and stepped backwards, reclaiming her hands.
“No. This...this isn't right!”
“Cat-”
“No! You aren't Alex!”
“Don't be so sure little Kitten.”
“Alex died!”
He stepped closer and she scratched him. He screamed and glared at her.
“You mess with a force you can't handle, Kitten!”
“Stop! You aren't Alex! Only Alex can call me that!”
The form flickered and Teague stood before her. Cat tried to run, but...

Explanations One-Shot
(Inbetween Final Battle at the School and Wally's arrival in the Cave in Chapter 15)


Artemis closed the book and laid her head on it, drifting off to sleep. She hated Biology. The two things she hated madami were biology tests and late-night cramming for biology tests.

Artemis was almost asleep when the phone rang. She cracked open one eye to look at the clock. It was around one o'clock in the morning. She groaned and sat up, heading over to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" she asked sleepily.

"Artemis!"

"Holly? What are you doing calling at one in the morning?"

"Oops! I didn't wake...

Her mouth had gone dry long before the night was out. Her arms shot pain through her body as they spread out on either side of her like wings. Her legs and feet were covered in the dirt from the floor. The door opened and harsh light filled the room. She hissed, blinking away the spots from her vision. The gag cutting into her skin was removed. She looked to where her captor stood and muttered a soft word. A laugh echoed in the room, smooth and icy.
“My apologies for making you miss your flight. I had madami urgent news for you.”
She spoke quietly, but her captor caught every word.
“You could...

“Dylan! Fancy seeing you here!”
“What NOW, princess?”
Dylan turned to face Rylan.
“I just sinabi hi. You're not going to be nice?”
Dylan glared under his shades and replied in a cold, sarcastic tone.
“Hello Rylan. Just the person I wanted to see even though I'm married.”
“Don't say what you don't feel.”
“Okay. Go away.”
He turned on his heels and walked away. He could hear her following him.
“Hey Rylan? Should I buy my wife something or save my money to get a restraining order against you? You're stalking.”
“Restraining orders don't cost money.”
“Maybe they don't, but taking...

Name: Adrian Rudder (Not known except for two people)
Age: 20
Alias: Snake
Power/skills/: At the moment, Snake is know for his ability to train almost all snakes and speak for them, along with distributing venom from his fang like canines. As for his skills, Snake is trained in hand-to-hand combat.
Appearance: Snake stands at 5'9 and has a very slender build. His eyes are a like a snake's eyes, a bright yellow that contrasts against his silvery-gray hair. Snake is quite pale, only having a few rough patches of scales scattered along his body, the most prominent one on his cheek. As for clothing,...

Kinda a response to Robin_Love's lovely one-shot titled ~Day and Night~. If this sucks and seems lacking in my usual detail-obsessed-touch, I blame a 5 mile hike and the late oras in which I am typing this up. Enjoy!

Vika squealed for the tenth, maybe hundredth time. Nic groaned. "Stop making that horrid sound!" he ordered, shutting his eyes in effort to fend off the pressing headache. The girl ignored him.
"Summer romance!" she squeaked. "Is that really the phrasing she used?"
Alek looked up to see Vika leaning over the railing looking down at him with a frivolous expression, her golden irises...