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posted by AislingYJ
Updated 6/3/14
I'm bored, so I thought I'd share with tu a few websites online that tu can diseño your characters! There are tons of websites out there, these are just a few.
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This website is por far the best superhero generator I've found. Basically tu use it to make your character in costume. They have endless options of costume parts for both male and female characters, and they even allow tu to mover parts around, resize them, and color them. tu can save the character to the game, and then load it later, but if tu want to save an image to the computer, tu have to take a screenshot....
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posted by SilverWings13
 Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Young Roxanne Weston (age 15)
Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, ángel
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...
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posted by SilverWings13
Oops, accidently deleted this. It’s the same Owl King as before!

Bodies leaned over standing-tables and elbowed to get a place at the bar. Voices filled the air in layers until it was a constant roar of noise. Amidst it all, a young woman in a short, sparkling aquamarine dress slipped through the bodies. She emerged from the crowd as she reached the bar, feeling a moment of respite from the suffocating stench of acrid cigarette drags, fruity e-cig puffs, and stifling body sweat. Her eyes seemed to scan the row of amber bottles on the back muro in front of a long mirror. Really, she was watching...
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Bloody Fingers

“Ugh, I should have braided my hair. It’s all over the place, in my face all the time!”
“Sir, do tu mind rolling the windows down? The lady would like to feel the wind in her hair.”
“Nein, nein! Es ist in Ordnung!” the girl assured quickly. She gave the brunette a glare for his teasing, and they both burst into laughter.
“Your German is good,” Callaghan commended.
“I had a tutor,” the teenager explained. “He taught me Earthling languages that I couldn’t pick up on the streets of Elam like I could the Demonic dialogues. German, French, Latin, Greek—in the...
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Ana stretched her arms as she sat back in her seat, sighing as she slouched in the tall chair and surveyed the crowded bar. Between the time she had arrived with Callaghan and the time she finished her food, the relaxed cena crowd had been replaced por rowdy evening drinkers.

There were mostly young adults, couples and friend groups. A teenager in a flowered sun dress cuddled up to a young man in a jean chaqueta and beanie. There was even a band consisting of a violinist, drummer, and guitarist setting up their equipment in the back corner.

Ana returned her attention to her own cena partner....
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 Caaaaaaaaaal~
Caaaaaaaaaal~
Outside the muro of floor-to-ceiling windows was a maze of red steepled roof tops. Patches of green disrupted the city scape and, winding aimlessly through it at its own free will, was the wayward Spree. The rain had ceased and rays of sun beamed through the spent clouds to create glittering spotlights on the dark river's surface. Taped to the window's surface just above eye level were polaroid pictures of the city taken from different heights and angles. The river appeared in the montage again and again, populated with boats o bridges o pedestrians.

"I amor it here." Ana jumped at the voice...
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Lets skip around 4.. no, 5 months.. Of course I gave him my number. Who wouldn't want to chat it up with a tall, white-haired boy with striking violeta eyes? I know I want to, and I am. Dad knew something was up the moment I came out, and it was a long, interrogation ride home.. but since then, it's been a non-stop rollercoaster of smile and laughter ever since. But at this moment in time, I was frantically digging through my closet because I was going out, with him. Of course, I had been on many dates with him before, but this felt, different. I let out an annoyed whine, grabbing the attention...
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posted by XxKFforeverXx
Fang sat tapping his fingers on the computer, staring up at the monitors as his dark eyes scanned over them. "This is useless, there's nothing even going on.." He sighed out and leaned his head on the keyboard, hitting his head against it a few times. He only rose at the sound of batman entering the cave, but not looking from the monitors. "He's ready, Bats. Whether tu see o it not, I'm taking him out into the field." Fang stood and turned, crossing his arms as he earned a scowl. "It's been six months, Fang. Six. Might I remind tu it was on purpose, not some accident." batman dicho and locked...
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posted by Kurls_Basd
 Whisperer
Whisperer
The zeta tube announced her name she bolt through it and then through the training room Robin, Babylon, Kidflash and Countess dodged as the blue haired raced past them. They watched the archer as she ran through the hallways."I'm going to be late!" Aquapoint's voice echoed from the hallway. They all looked at each other with confusing faces.
Aquapoint continued running, breathing heavily. She checked herself, "Ok 40 arrows, checked. Extra supply of water, checked. Explosives, checked. My bow, checked. Good I have everything, she won't kill me..." Aquapoint looked up, dashing in the the kitchen....
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posted by MafiaYJ
Mafia sat on the mesa, tabla at mount justice. No one had been there in ages, and she was unsure how this mesa, tabla survived, let alone manages to hold her weight. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She had only been a few times, and the last time she was, she met Atticus. Her mind mind wandered. Atticus. He was nice, and treated her well. And she respected him, and he thought her powers were... cool. No one had ever thought so before. And she had scared him with the snake thing. She personally thought it was cute.
Mafia looked at where the sofa should have been when she sat siguiente to him. She...
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posted by Gunfire
 Tess
Tess
OOC: the is an update to the bio of tess, beceas her old bio dit not make any sence, and beceas she micht get her own fanfic serie.

Name: Tess shepard ( shepard is gunfires last name, thad nowan but a few knowe))
Age: 13
Apearance: blond long hair, bleuw eyes, slender.
Cloths: depens on the situwation, mosly somting short, thouw she also whears robes when she wants to stay incospicuwaous.
Personanly: agresif, shoot first ask qwestions later, doesn't trust easy, lolay to pepol she trusts, suborn.
Skills: Basic Acrobatics, expert with pistolas and explosives,masster marksman,knowes howe to use...
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posted by Robin_Love
 Alika
Alika
And I am not even finished yet!!! UGH! XD


She flew down the steps, knocking the two guards away.
“You sick fools!”
Her hands worked on the collar, eyes glaring at any who approached. She snapped the collar off the girl's neck, working on the chains next. Kuran stood behind her, watching. When released, the girl clung to her, whimpering in fear. Tara held her close, protecting her shivering body.
“Why such an interest, Tara?”
She turned to glare at the vampire king. Her blood was boiling and she stood with the girl in her arms.
“You dare to bring someone so close to me into this trouble?!...
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posted by GlitterPuff
 Dark D'ia
Dark D'ia
If tu forgot, since I don't use this OC very often, D'ia is DiamondShadow, which is the dark angel.

Sunlight glistened of her black wings as she flew to her new boyfriends temple, her soul somewhat coming back to her as she became happy from the thought of seeing him. Her white hair flew up into the air as she came down to the ground, wings coming back into her body, walking into the somewhat Aztec temple. The girls grey eyes looked around as she went to his throne, looking at all the blood incorporated tributes and statues. Once she reached the trono room, she saw Ez sitting on the throne,...
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posted by FangYJ
Fangs backstory!

March 26
17 years ago. 

Jeb smiled, staring down at the small infant in front of him. 
"Magnificent little creature, isn't he?" Jeb held up the small dark hair child. 
"What make him más special than the other ones, Sir?" A scientist sat behind him, filling out paperwork. 
"Don't tu know?" Jeb turned his head and looked behind him. "This little fellow was born two months earlier than expected." The scientist gave Jeb a confused look. 
"But Sir, he-" Jeb cut him off
"Yes, I know he looks like full term child...but he isn't." Jeb set the small infant down and picked up the paperwork...
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Drumroll please....it’s my brand-new series, CHASING SHADOWS!!!! Hopefully this one won’t get abandoned.. Ahahahaha you’re gonna hate me for this! *runs and hides*

She was in the third bed, sitting up propped on her good elbow, the other arm in a honda resting on her chest. She gave a faint smile as he approached the only occupied infirmary bed, her soft turquoise eyes meeting his icy gray ones. “How are tu feeling?” he asked, perching himself on the edge of the bed.
    “Better,” she said. She slid closer to him, her face serious. She sighed, resting her head...
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He leaned against the birck muro that lined down the alley way, the puddles rippled as the raindrops fell from the sky and smacked its way on the ground. The dark capucha, campana pulled over his head created a shadow that covered his upper features, his lips had a slight pout as he listened to the rain around him . “ Early much? “ a voice spoke out, he turned his head and stood up regularly uncrossing his arms and spoke out back “ early? We agreed we would meet here at six “. He sighed “ sorry but the Allpine woods aren’t exactly that close”, he looked at his companion still “ have there...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
 X3
X3
Just one más wouldn't hurt...would it? *Flees from angry mob*




Name: helecho Elizabeth Ameer.

Alias: Delirious.

Appearance: Pale. Blood red hair. Sapphire eyes. Scar that runs from her eyebrow to cheek. Golden Wings.

Civvies: Green hoodie, black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.

'Stume: Picture.

Powers: Flight(wings)*You didn't see that coming, did ya?*Wink**.

Skills: Hunting. Extremely advanced senses.

Past: Escapee from the School, took shelter at a circus. Hid her wings from others, started accidentally killing everyone. Fled to Germany, hiding her wings for a year, came back to USA.

Notes:

~Fear of heights, despite her birdy-nature.
~Can make her wings blend into her skin, but only for a short period of time, due to it getting extremely uncomfortable.
~Finds interest in rain.


I just had to! And if tu request, I will borrar her...
 'Stume. Ignore the awkward blonde hair...
'Stume. Ignore the awkward blonde hair...
 What her Wings look like.
What her Wings look like.
“Epsilon, are tu sure this is where she was?”
Delta sat on the edge of the roof, watching out over the dimmed lights of Trinity for any signs of trouble, o even just a flame. Eric was pacing on the roof as well, glancing over the edge. “Yes, yes, I’m very sure..”
“I don’t know, man...”
“It’s a possibility.”
Both Delta and Eric whirled around at the new voice. Red Revenge stood there, glancing over the city himself, arms crossed. “I saw the news as well.”
“Were tu invited?” Eric questioned, glancing to Delta out of the corner of his eye. The teen made an innocent...
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The men on the fallen one's left and right both collapsed as well. Declan caught a glimpse if silver as a throwing cuchillo embedded in one's chest. He followed the arch up to one of the upper balconies.
There stood a feminine figure completely clad in solid black. A capucha, chimenea was pulled up to hide the lower half of her face; her fair hair was pulled back in a long braid. She had one boot up on the railing, taking aim as she launched her blades at the intruders.
The doors of the ballroom were suddenly opened and guests starting rushing out in a desperate wave toward freedom and safety.
"Nic," Declan...
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