What's this?! An artikel from Blitz?! Does this mean what I think it means?
Yes, generic voice! I decided to return, whether anda like it atau not, since my grades are now a lot better, and, to be honest, I missed all of you. From here on, I'm gonna try to do a lot lebih in the club, and try to get along better with this awesome family.
Here is part one of a new series I am starting.
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With heavy steps, the blonde teen staggered down the corridor, slid his hotel key card into the slot, and stumbled into his room. The two other teens in the room looked at him, their eyes full of questions, but neither asked and he wouldn't have answered. With a word, he fell onto the katil closest to the opposite dinding and took off his shoes, his feet throbbing. The two others went back to their sebelumnya activities, one watching TV and the other Membaca a book with headphones on. Richi laid on the katil for several minutes, replaying the events that had happened earlier in his mind. Finally, he readjusted his position so that his head was on the bantal and his feet at the foot of the bed, and simply looked at the wall.
For what seemed like the millionth time, he replayed that bus shooting in his head, which had taken place four weeks prior to the present. The shooting which had only taken the lives of the two people he cared for the most at the same time. He knew who did it; he overheard the snipers while he had chased them. He didn't know how to track them, though he attempted nevertheless. Tears fell from his face and onto the sheets of the bed, and he choked back a sob.
The violet-haired girl in the room stopped looking at the TV and went over to Richi, her intention to comfort him, when the brunette stopped her with a simple look. Leave him alone. He needs to get through his pain sejak himself. Your comfort will just make it worse. The brunette seemed to say all this in a single glance. Being used to taking orders, the violet-haired girl nodded, and went back to the TV.
Richi got up from the bed, his face emotionless and dry of any tears. Still, that look of sadness remained in his emas and brown eyes. The violet-haired girl knew what had happened; she had looked in his memories without meaning to. The brunette knew; the other girl told her. Neither acknowledged that they knew.
He put his shoes back on, and silently went out the door, motioning the girls to follow. They got up from their places and followed him out. The two knew where they weren't coming back, but made no alih to pack. Everything they had when they checked in was still on them.
Just outside the room, Richi closed his eyes and was engulfed sejak a ball of dark energy. The ball melted, and there Richi stood in a white dress shirt, green vest, black trench coat, black jeans, black leather gloves, and an eye-patch over his right eye, which he tore off and replaced with small square glasses. Since the accident, his vision had become worse, forcing him to wear glasses. At his waist was a one-handed sword in its sarungnya, bersarung on his right, radiating pure dark energy, and a loaded pistol on his left in its holster. In a special pouch on the back of his tali pinggang was an endless supply of clips, each loaded with lebih bullets. He tied the trench kot together, concealing his weapons, and with that scene in his mind, he set off once more, the girls right behind him. He was determined to find the Light and bring the souls of his Friends to peace, but first, he needed to visit some friends. He last heard they were in South America, Rio, so he hailed the nearest taxt, and traveled to the airport.
Yes, generic voice! I decided to return, whether anda like it atau not, since my grades are now a lot better, and, to be honest, I missed all of you. From here on, I'm gonna try to do a lot lebih in the club, and try to get along better with this awesome family.
Here is part one of a new series I am starting.
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With heavy steps, the blonde teen staggered down the corridor, slid his hotel key card into the slot, and stumbled into his room. The two other teens in the room looked at him, their eyes full of questions, but neither asked and he wouldn't have answered. With a word, he fell onto the katil closest to the opposite dinding and took off his shoes, his feet throbbing. The two others went back to their sebelumnya activities, one watching TV and the other Membaca a book with headphones on. Richi laid on the katil for several minutes, replaying the events that had happened earlier in his mind. Finally, he readjusted his position so that his head was on the bantal and his feet at the foot of the bed, and simply looked at the wall.
For what seemed like the millionth time, he replayed that bus shooting in his head, which had taken place four weeks prior to the present. The shooting which had only taken the lives of the two people he cared for the most at the same time. He knew who did it; he overheard the snipers while he had chased them. He didn't know how to track them, though he attempted nevertheless. Tears fell from his face and onto the sheets of the bed, and he choked back a sob.
The violet-haired girl in the room stopped looking at the TV and went over to Richi, her intention to comfort him, when the brunette stopped her with a simple look. Leave him alone. He needs to get through his pain sejak himself. Your comfort will just make it worse. The brunette seemed to say all this in a single glance. Being used to taking orders, the violet-haired girl nodded, and went back to the TV.
Richi got up from the bed, his face emotionless and dry of any tears. Still, that look of sadness remained in his emas and brown eyes. The violet-haired girl knew what had happened; she had looked in his memories without meaning to. The brunette knew; the other girl told her. Neither acknowledged that they knew.
He put his shoes back on, and silently went out the door, motioning the girls to follow. They got up from their places and followed him out. The two knew where they weren't coming back, but made no alih to pack. Everything they had when they checked in was still on them.
Just outside the room, Richi closed his eyes and was engulfed sejak a ball of dark energy. The ball melted, and there Richi stood in a white dress shirt, green vest, black trench coat, black jeans, black leather gloves, and an eye-patch over his right eye, which he tore off and replaced with small square glasses. Since the accident, his vision had become worse, forcing him to wear glasses. At his waist was a one-handed sword in its sarungnya, bersarung on his right, radiating pure dark energy, and a loaded pistol on his left in its holster. In a special pouch on the back of his tali pinggang was an endless supply of clips, each loaded with lebih bullets. He tied the trench kot together, concealing his weapons, and with that scene in his mind, he set off once more, the girls right behind him. He was determined to find the Light and bring the souls of his Friends to peace, but first, he needed to visit some friends. He last heard they were in South America, Rio, so he hailed the nearest taxt, and traveled to the airport.
"How in hell is it back?!"
"The lebih important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The saat person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed anda guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If anda guys really do want lebih just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give anda for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! Cinta ya guys!))
"The lebih important question- how did it find us?"
"Well, it doesn't seem like we have much of a choice... but we have to get the team back together."
"But-"
"We were the only ones able to stop it the first time, and we're the only ones able to stop it now."
There was a sigh, and a turn of the head to the third person in the room.
"You sent out the birds, right?"
"Everyone should be here in at least 24 hours."
"Not enough time..."
"When is there ever?"
"Don't know, but I'm sure we're going to need the entire team to make this happen."
The saat person finally chimed back in, "You do know that I told all my Leauger Friends that Maura killed anda guys, right?"
"You what?"
"I don't know! It was a 'spur-of-the-moment' kind of thing!"
((Yep! Thats all I wanna share! If anda guys really do want lebih just say so! But this is all I'm gonna give anda for now, even though I have tons more! WHEEEEE! Cinta ya guys!))
Name: McKenzie Douglas
Alias: Nudge
Age:15
Occupation: Hero.
Powers:
-Flight (wings),
-telekinesis,
-can attract metal to herself
Skills;
-hand to hand combat,
-field tactics
Past: Raised in the “School”. Escaped with other kids around the age of ten, she perpecahan, berpecah from the flock, and went on her own, finding her way onto the team around the age of 14. Nudge became Evil and perpecahan, berpecah the scene, never to be seen again. On her way to freedom, she captured once again. They wiped her memory, having some bits and pieces, she remembers every one. Just not what she did to everyone.
Other: -When Nudge is in stealth mode, her eyes are red, hair is curly, and she has black bat wings.
-Has a older brother, you've seen him before, figure it out.
Fang snapped upright, resulting in slamming his head on the metal dog krat he was sitting in.
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
"Ow...Where the.." Fang eyes became wide when he figured out where he was. He turned when he felt eyes staring him down. He glanced to the side, and came face to face with Angel, the youngest of the flock he was in.
"Angel!?!"
"Hi..Fang?" Angel stared slightly past him.
"Angel...." Fang waved his hand, "I'm right here..." Angel looked directly at him.
"I-I can't see. They done what they done me to Iggy....Only everything is muggy and gray." She pulled her knees up to her chest. "And Fang."
"Yes Angel?"
"They took your wings" Angel scooted back and a strong arm jerked Fang out from his crate.
Yes. I purposely made this short. >:D
Young Justice Invasion Episode 8: "Satisfaction"
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in bintang City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, atau stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming pautan for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 saat sneak pratonton Saturday after DC Nation. Two lebih 30-45 sec previews and 6 pratonton pics this Thursday. Thank you!
Air Date: September 29th, 2012
Description: Upon awakening in bintang City Hospital, Roy Harper plans his revenge on the man who ruined his life: Lex Luthor.
Also, if everything goes straight, Young Justice Invasion will air all 13 episodes in a regular order without taking another break, hiatus, atau stop for the Holidays.
Yes, I have confirming pautan for all of these. This is the real deal people. First 45 saat sneak pratonton Saturday after DC Nation. Two lebih 30-45 sec previews and 6 pratonton pics this Thursday. Thank you!