BUAHAHAHA! Hope you enjoyed that last chapter!
I sat in a chair. Not just any chair, you know those spinning chairs at offices? Yeah. I'm just that special. I spun around. These were my flies in the ointment:
1. The saying "flies in the ointment", like, ew.
2. What the heck was going on inside everyone's mind? Did they think I was a traitor? Did they feel betrayed?
3. I'm starving. What the heck? I thought I was superior.
4. Lexi. What was Fang supposed to tell her? "Oh, your sister has gone evil and betrayed everyone of us!" Yeah, that's not him.
I spun, watching the walls spin by. I thought. And thought. And thought. Finally, I got dizzy, so I stopped, and stood up.
"YO!" I shouted. A whitecoat entered the room, quite quickly, holding a syringe.
"Whats with the needle thingy?"
"We, uh, need a blood sample." He stuttered, I was intimidating. Ha! I put on my "go somewhere else, and stop asking me" face. He trembled, and backed out of the room.
"Pft." I sat back down.
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"Where's sissy?" Lexi looked up from her drawing. Fang looked at Lexi as he closed the door.
"She's uh..." Fang started, looking around for inspiration. Lexi blinked, and tilted her head.
"I have to go..." Fang said, opening the door.
"Bye daddy!" Lexi went back to coloring. Fang looked at Lexi, then turned away, closing the door. Just then, I dropped out of a vent.
"Hi sissy!" Lexi said, jumping off the couch. I pulled my swords. Her eyes widened.
"S-Sissy?" Her eyes started to fill with tears. I lunged at her, Lexi screamed, making me want to cry. I swung my sword, but before I could slash, Jaime grabbed me sa pamamagitan ng the neck, and threw me into the wall, sending me crashing into the susunod room.
"Leave." Jaime picked me up, and slammed me into the wall.
"Her." He kicked me in the stomach.
"Alone!" He picked me up, and threw me out the window. Glass cut through my skin, and I landed hard. Jaime picked up a crying Lexi, and burst out the front door. He opened his wings and blurred, crying Lexi in his arms.
"This has gone too far." Fang sinabi behind me. I gripped my swords. I was on the edge of crying. I turned around, he had his swords pulled. I narrowed my eyes, and lunged at him. He ran at me.
"Why?" Fang said, and jumped up, swinging his foot into my face. I clenched my jaw, ow. I opened my wings. And jumped up, as Fang unfurled his wings. Fang ran at me, and his wings caught the air, lifting him up.
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He blocked a punch. Damn it.
You're better than him Mel, use your head.
I swung my leg around, and kicked him in the side, knocking him off. He regained his balance and lunged at me, his swords in hand. I growled, and slashed, missing. Fang's sword split my cheek, and his eyes widened. I lunged at him, bloodthirsty. Erasers flooded the scene. I looked around, and kalapati into the van. Erasers jumped into the van, and drove off with a screech of the tires.
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I sat in my spinny chair, thinking....
I sat in a chair. Not just any chair, you know those spinning chairs at offices? Yeah. I'm just that special. I spun around. These were my flies in the ointment:
1. The saying "flies in the ointment", like, ew.
2. What the heck was going on inside everyone's mind? Did they think I was a traitor? Did they feel betrayed?
3. I'm starving. What the heck? I thought I was superior.
4. Lexi. What was Fang supposed to tell her? "Oh, your sister has gone evil and betrayed everyone of us!" Yeah, that's not him.
I spun, watching the walls spin by. I thought. And thought. And thought. Finally, I got dizzy, so I stopped, and stood up.
"YO!" I shouted. A whitecoat entered the room, quite quickly, holding a syringe.
"Whats with the needle thingy?"
"We, uh, need a blood sample." He stuttered, I was intimidating. Ha! I put on my "go somewhere else, and stop asking me" face. He trembled, and backed out of the room.
"Pft." I sat back down.
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"Where's sissy?" Lexi looked up from her drawing. Fang looked at Lexi as he closed the door.
"She's uh..." Fang started, looking around for inspiration. Lexi blinked, and tilted her head.
"I have to go..." Fang said, opening the door.
"Bye daddy!" Lexi went back to coloring. Fang looked at Lexi, then turned away, closing the door. Just then, I dropped out of a vent.
"Hi sissy!" Lexi said, jumping off the couch. I pulled my swords. Her eyes widened.
"S-Sissy?" Her eyes started to fill with tears. I lunged at her, Lexi screamed, making me want to cry. I swung my sword, but before I could slash, Jaime grabbed me sa pamamagitan ng the neck, and threw me into the wall, sending me crashing into the susunod room.
"Leave." Jaime picked me up, and slammed me into the wall.
"Her." He kicked me in the stomach.
"Alone!" He picked me up, and threw me out the window. Glass cut through my skin, and I landed hard. Jaime picked up a crying Lexi, and burst out the front door. He opened his wings and blurred, crying Lexi in his arms.
"This has gone too far." Fang sinabi behind me. I gripped my swords. I was on the edge of crying. I turned around, he had his swords pulled. I narrowed my eyes, and lunged at him. He ran at me.
"Why?" Fang said, and jumped up, swinging his foot into my face. I clenched my jaw, ow. I opened my wings. And jumped up, as Fang unfurled his wings. Fang ran at me, and his wings caught the air, lifting him up.
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He blocked a punch. Damn it.
You're better than him Mel, use your head.
I swung my leg around, and kicked him in the side, knocking him off. He regained his balance and lunged at me, his swords in hand. I growled, and slashed, missing. Fang's sword split my cheek, and his eyes widened. I lunged at him, bloodthirsty. Erasers flooded the scene. I looked around, and kalapati into the van. Erasers jumped into the van, and drove off with a screech of the tires.
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I sat in my spinny chair, thinking....
Before I unleash Hayden onto the world of RP (it should happen probably later tonight or tomorrow) there was one change I wanted to make to his bio. I didn't really wanna re-post the whole bio, so the only change is involving his personality.
He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.
Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
He's now cocky, arrogant, over-confident, and slightly obnoxious. He likes to tease and tends to pick on people smaller/younger/weaker than him. He's also a flirt and a cusser, plus he has a temper and can get very violent.
Until I officially bring him into this world, stay whelmed my friends.
The Watchtower
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a nunal on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
June 4, 18:02 EST
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“Sorry I’m late!” Flash said, speeding into the room and sitting down at the table.
“As long as you’re here.” Batman said. Everyone in the room was totally surprised.
“Well, we’re all here. What is it?” Superman asked.
“We’re not all here.” Batman said. “Not yet.”
The zeta tubes buzzed to life. “Recognized: Nightwing, B-01.”
Nightwing waked into the room and nodded at the Justice League members seriously.
“Grow up not like Bruce.” Wonder Woman muttered.
Nightwing took one of the empty seats at the table. Batman spoke up.
“There’s a nunal on the Team.”
“Again?!” Nightwing exclaimed.
“But this time, I’m confident who it is.”
The Justice League was startled. “Who?”
“Red Revenge.” Batman said, pulling up a holo-computer of the Black Hero.
Matrix 'Stume
Name: Hayden Smythe
Hero Name: Matrix
Age: 16
Appearance: about 6’1”, muscular build, slightly tan skin, shaggy dirty blonde/light brown hair, blue-gray eyes
Civvies: See pic
‘Stume: Basically his civvies, but slightly modified (see pic)
Personality: quiet, down-to-earth, hostile at first, hot-tempered, has some trust issues, tough outer shell, a good liar, mysterious, rebellious
Powers: none
Skills: deception and manipulation, escape artist, lock picking, hacking, escaping from things, etc.
Weapons: mostly martial arts, but he’ll use whatever he can get his hands on, handy with tools
Bio: Hayden refuses to reveal his past. ((Mostly cuz I really don’t wanna figure it out right now..it’ll come. Eventually.))
Hayden civvies (ignore the hair spikiness)
Random Hayden!
Name: Eronica Val Huchezon
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate sa pamamagitan ng touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered sa pamamagitan ng KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused sa pamamagitan ng her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Identity: Spectre
Age: Immortal. Somewhere around 400. (Appears 12)
Hair: Midnight black (halfway down waist) except for flamboyant blue streak over right eye.
Eyes: Left Black, Right blue
Outfit: Close-cropped shorts, bikini, trench coat, knee-high boots.
Weapons: Sword and heavy phantom chains
Attitude: Sad, dismal.
Powers: Immortality, See the future, touch-fate (sees your fate sa pamamagitan ng touching you), retractable angel wings.
History: Eronica's parents were murdered sa pamamagitan ng KGB officials in the 17th Century. She was raped and abused sa pamamagitan ng her parents killers before being killed as well. She was sent to Earth to warn Red Revenge of his final battle. She occasionally fights with him and he feels a brotherly protection over her.
Name: Jonas Barton (unknown)
Alias: Nighthawk
Age:18
Occupation:Hero (And a "pedophile" according to my friend.)
Powers/skills: Archer, specialized in Gamma Radation, and advanced technology.
Costume Black sunglasse with red lenses in them, black sleevless sando with a red hawk in the center of that stretches from shoulder to shoulder, black pants and black combat boots with red shoelaces in them.
Past:. Besides re-uniting with his father at the age of 12, no other origins are known
Other
-Arrows are black with red tips
-His sunglasses make Jonas aware to any imcoming threats, causing his arrows to load with the right equipment.
-Son of Hawkeye, A.K.A. Clint Barton
-No one knows who he is.
My friend triple dog dared me to say this, so, you want him? Come get him.
Nighthawk:Oh lord.
Alias: Nighthawk
Age:18
Occupation:Hero (And a "pedophile" according to my friend.)
Powers/skills: Archer, specialized in Gamma Radation, and advanced technology.
Costume Black sunglasse with red lenses in them, black sleevless sando with a red hawk in the center of that stretches from shoulder to shoulder, black pants and black combat boots with red shoelaces in them.
Past:. Besides re-uniting with his father at the age of 12, no other origins are known
Other
-Arrows are black with red tips
-His sunglasses make Jonas aware to any imcoming threats, causing his arrows to load with the right equipment.
-Son of Hawkeye, A.K.A. Clint Barton
-No one knows who he is.
My friend triple dog dared me to say this, so, you want him? Come get him.
Nighthawk:Oh lord.
Without his sunglasses.
Sunglasses! ^.^
Old Hero Outfit
Jack
