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 Anya as a child.. :D
Anya as a child.. :D
Name: Anya Kali Griffin (On-yuh Cal-ee Griff-un) ((They're not dumb)) Idc..

Anya meaning-Grace/Favored
Vara meaning-Hated/Stranger

Alias: ((Her middle name)) Kali

Age: 17 and a half

Height: 5'6in.

Weight: 120lbs.

Appearance: Anya, is quite short because her family was short. She has medium-tone,super short, purple hair, and purple/aqua eyes. Her eyes stay purple when she wears darker colors, when she wears lighter Цвета they turn an aqua. She has light skin with a hint of dark. She often dyes her hair to blue's and pinks and other colors, and since it's so short it differs in length because she wears extensions. She has one tattoo on her wrist that has her sister's name,"Vara." She also has three piercings in her left ear and four in the other with a cuff. (She's Goth/Emo/Punk WHATEVER THE FUCK Ты WANNA CALL IT!)

Hero/Villain: Hero. Sorta.

Weapons: She really chooses not to use weapons.. she's very much against violence.. but she does carry around a sword.. JUST IN CASE.

Personality: She is quiet and too-herself. She prefers not to talk much. Her shyness is at a high level and she doesn't do well around people.. even if they're nice. Boys make her blush and get awkward.. She's never done well with boys especially after her last/first boyfriend.

Powers: None.. Unless Ты count.. that the way she communicates with her sister is through the Музыка she plays.

Skills: She is quick, and agile.. she loves the Violin and and can play it easily. Usually if she's sad или bored, или needs someone to talk to she plays it.. it's like a stress reliever... and she talks to her sister.

Past: Anya was born, her little sister was Далее (they're twins).. her Mother passed away from the child birth.. but of course Anya wasn't close to her mom.

{ten years later}

Her sister, Vara, was diagnosed with blindness and considered Anya lucky, she often took care of her, since her mom passed away and her dad had to work two jobs. Her sister and her looked just alike except her sister's disability. They had a special bond, they told each other everything.. She learned how to play violin at a young age and taught Vara.. which brought them closer.

{6 years later}

But one day.. they were walking Главная and she wasn't watching her sister. Vara she walked out in the road.. and was hit by a car.. her sister passed instantly.. and Anya was crushed. She felt as if she was empty and no one could fill the void. Until she met a boy, they instantly fell in love.. it was her first boyfriend and she truely loved him, but after 3 months.. he began beating Anya.. making death threats if she left.. или told any one. She fed up with it for another 3 months then left.. her dad and her boyfriend..

Costume: Below.

Civies:A purple рубашка with jeans and purple converse.

Relationship: Not in one.

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! :D I realized after Письмо this.. that all my (hero) OC's represent a small part of me..

Candice~The preppy girl part..
Blade~The badass part.. I wish I could be!! D:
Dante~The calm understanding Part
Tyler~The diva in me! ;D
Anya~The sad quiet part of me.
Vara~My twin sister.. passed away 13 days after we were born..
 Anya smiling.. which rarely happeneds.
Anya smiling.. which rarely happeneds.
 I loved this one! :DD
I loved this one! :DD
 Her and her VIOLIN!
Her and her VIOLIN!
 Costume! :D
Costume! :D
 Her sad(goth) side.
Her sad(goth) side.
 Vara (the "blind one") and Anya (the one that can see)
Vara (the "blind one") and Anya (the one that can see)
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? Ты snap. Correct?

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

Sometimes we kill ourselves.
Weather by:
Burning.
Drowning.
Knives или 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 by 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 Чтение 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 или why she hadn't told him. Guilt suddenly swarmed around him. Maybe if he was here more, paid еще attention to her...He shook his head.
You know she hates when Ты 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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posted by SilverWings13
"Am I dead?"
The woman-- My mother continues smiling, shakes her head, takes a сиденье, место, сиденья on the couch. Rests those summer-rain irises on me, takes in my shock, confusion, the volume of Вопросы written across my expression.
"My God," she breaths, "My little girl's all grown up."
"Mom.. I don't understand," I barely notice the tears slipping down my cheeks. "You died in that fire. Ты and Dad both.." A too-hopeful thought occurs to me and I find myself glancing around the room in Поиск of the answer to the Вопрос I ask next. "Is he here, too?"
I wonder if I imagine the sad shadow drawn from her...
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posted by SilverWings13
The first thing I see is white. It is blindingly pure and I have to raise a hand to shield my eyes. When the light fades, I blink 8 times, trying to grasp my surroundings.
The room I stand in is warmed by the flames dancing in the fireplace. A burgundy диван, мягкий уголок sits on the flowered Persian rug, accompanied by two arm chairs and a glass coffee table.
The Вопрос
"Where am I?" leaves my mind in that glance. It is replaced by "Why?" and еще urgently "How?". I walk cautiously вперед and run a hand over a bookshelf crowded with thick encyclopedias and vibrant fairytales.
This place.
This house were...
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posted by GlitterPuff
The girl walked in the cave, laptop in hands, wearing sweatpants, a T-shirt, and multi-colored socks. She sat down on the couch, her legs crossed, and opened the laptop, setting it in her lap. Immediately, the lock screen showed up, having her type in her password. After she typed it in, the laptop went to the main screen, a picture of her, Rosie, and Maxine appeared in the background. The red head moved the мышь pad and left clicked on the documents tab, opening a file about Joker that Zack had gotten for her. Rene put it on full zoom, Чтение everything over a billion times, getting as much...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
~Contains spoilers straight from the Статья she dies~

Welcome to a city that'll bring Ты to your knees
It'll make Ты beg for more, until Ты can't even breathe
Your blindfold is on tight, but Ты like what Ты see
So follow me into the night, cause I got just what Ты need
We're all rolling down the boulevard, full of овца, овцы and sharks
It's a futherduckin' riot, we've been dying to start
You better grab a hold cause now Ты know you're falling apart
You thought these streets were paved in gold
but they're dirty and dark


Mel walked among the streets. Her swords drawn. The sky was an ugly dust color....
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(( Bentley P.O.V ))
Two months………, two months we’ve been trapped in this death game…. We had barely made a dent into reaching the one hundredth floor. The floor to freedom, I felt Остаться в живых and tired but wasn’t in my right mind to give up. I walked through the streets in my black combat boots, black jeans, my black fingerless gloves, and fighting vest with swords crossing on the front. I walked past the Фрукты stands and opened my option Список looking to see how much money I had, I clicked on an amount and a bag of money appeared in my hand as I walked over to purchase a bag of apples....
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posted by Robin_Love
She opened her eyes and looked around the dimly lit room. She read the time on the clock. Only noon. She had time. She reached under her постель, кровати and pulled out the suitcase. She got up and looked in her closet. Pushing the clothes aside, she grabbed all the weapons left on their posts. She placed them in the suitcase along with the other smaller knives and Оружие hidden in the room. S
he threw in a book of фото and her journal. She closed the suitcase, slipped her iPod in her pocket, and looked around the simple room she had called hers. There really wasn't much she had, a few books, few clothes,...
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posted by Robin_Love
“Give us all the information Ты have on this Kuran character.”
Becca settled against the диван, мягкий уголок and cracked her neck.
“For starters, Satstruiku is royal. His bloodline goes back to the very ancient times of King Arthur I believe. So strong and royal. His blood I mean. Very powerful, not contaminated. His family blood is one of the most powerful because of what he is.”
“So he's royal. Big whoop,” Alek said.
“Oh I meant his vampire stuff.”
“He's a vampire?!” Silver exclaimed. “Explains why he's so attractive.”
Becca quirked a smile.
“I know. His powers are also contributing...
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posted by SilverWings13
First songfic ever (published) by yours truly!

This is the end
Hold your breath and count to ten


It would be much easier just to let go. To allow the bubbles of valuable oxygen escape her lips an float away to freedom.

Feel the earth Переместить and then
Hear my сердце burst again


Her lungs screamed for еще air, any air, her body begged for еще heat, any heat. The energy had already seeped trough her clothes into the surrounding depths. All senses threatened to shut down and leave her Остаться в живых in the darkness alone and too exhausted to give a care.

For this is the end
I've drowned and dreamt this moment


The chain...
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posted by SilverWings13
A little crack ship in honor of Hallows Eve.

"Prisoner 117," the jailer called in Russian. The crowd parted and two guards stepped forward, dragging a prisoner between them. The оранжевый jumpsuit he wore was little еще than mud splattered, blood stained rags. His hair, once a gleaming, wavy golden blond, was darkened and matted. The penitentiary guards threw the boy into the mud at the jailer's feet. He groaned and coward like a wounded animal.
"Filthy razboynik*," the jailer spit, speaking in his language. "You are nothing of use to us any longer. Ты have refused to give us any information...
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posted by khanna266
Ari stood behind the limber dark дерево *snap* a deer
just fell into her trap she turned to it a baby deer
right in front of her...she let it free."No luck today."
she whispered to herself and then out of the bloom
right behind her was Nightwing."Dick!I hate it when Ты do that is it really neccessary?!"she asked in anger,"Actually yes it is."he answered sarcastically,
"What do Ты want Nightwing?"she asked in a sigh.
"to wish Ты a happy 16th birthday sis."he said,
"Oh,thanks."she сказал(-а) surprisingly,"I still remember this place Bruce would take us here all the time when we were kids."Dick said,
flashback...
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posted by Robin_Love
This is from The_Writer!!! NOT ME!!!


"Hiya!" Sam yelled, slamming a kick at Two-Face. The man dodged and grabbed Sam's leg, yanking it out from under him.

"You've been working out Sammy, boy." Two-Face said. 

"Hey!" Becca yelled, punching a guy's face in. "Only I get to call him that!"

"Now is really not a good time, princess!" Sam yelled in reply. He leaped up and punched Two-Face on the scarred half of his face. The criminal mastermind crumpled to the ground. 

Sam would've congratulated himself if two dozen еще heavily armed thugs hadn't walked in at that moment.

"Down!" Becca yelled, throwing...
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posted by InfinityYJ
A fun little one shot that occurred in my mind Чтение ff.net a long time ago.
I decided to write it out today, because I was bored to all hell. Have fun reading...


Kyra was curled up in a little ball on her bed, sniffling and shivering. Her nose and eyes were red, and her forehead was covered in drops of sweat. She'd locked herself in her room and had wrapped herself up in covers, coughing violently into her elbow every once in a while. She was a mess...
And she had a mission with the team.
No one knew she was sick-- she refused to tell anyone, even her sisters или brother. She'd distanced herself...
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posted by SilverWingsYJ
SilverWings tried to ignore it the first two times. She had finally gotten to sleep only to be awoken what felt like ten минуты later. She sighed as her ringtone, Whistle by Flo Rida, rang a third time. She didn't want to wake the others with the ongoing tone.
Silver fumbled for along the dresser for a moment before her hand struck the cell. She flipped it open and held it to her ear, her head still resting on the pillow.
"Hello," she сказал(-а) grogily.
"Ary!"
"Nic," Silver sat straight up, fully awake now."What's wrong?"
"Don't hate me, but I need your help."
"Why would I possibly hate Ты for waking...
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posted by CoaxochYJ
*Giggle* Cruddy title.





I woke up, cold and lonely. Ты know that weird feeling in your stomach when Ты feel like your being watched? Yeah, its here. I peeked out from under my blankets, and I saw...legs? The covers were thrown off me, my arms were grabbed, and my mouth was covered. I saw Ciel behind my captor.
"Let go. или Ты die." He whispered in my captor's ear. He cocked his glock, and my captor smiled. I closed my eyes tightly, and heard the bang. I fell back onto the bed, and heard a body hit the floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder, I was shaking. I opened my eyes, then, they widened....
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added by MinaBloodlust
added by MinaBloodlust