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Jane LawsonName: Jane Cherish Lawson
-Myth: The Five Horsemen of the Apocalypse
D. O. B: April 15 (Aries)
Ethnicity: English, Greek, Roman, Japanese (on her mother's side)
Relatives: John "Bill" Lawson (Father)
Tomoe Ame-Lawson (Mother)
Social Pool: None (closest being outcast)
G.P.A: 5.0 Normal and Honors (what do you expect?)
Notes: Jane is the daughter of the lesser known fifth Horseman of Apocalypse: Bureaucracy. (So it's no surprised she is picked on by them and the Sins.)
As such there are very few things known about her or her father. Not that anyone wants to know.
Jane although capable of speaking (and writing) all languages, communicates mostly through "Sign Language" where she holds up signs with what she wants to say written on it. Jane uses "Sign Language" due to the fact that prolonged exposure to her voice is quite capable of boring someone to d
Hunter Lucky LeviName: Hunter Lucky Levi
Myth: Urban Legend (Alligator/Crocodile living in the sewer)
Skin Color: Green
Eye Color: Orange
Relatives: Alfonse Levi (father)
Style: Urban Hockey Jock (has Lime Green Hair)
Social Pool: Has none really but is usually considered to be a Jock.
G.P.A: 3.49 (exactly)
Notes: A professional businessman/scalper (there's one in every school)
The most unique/oddest thing about Hunter is that he lives/lurks in a toilet.
He has his own bathrooms located through out the campus. He also has a toilet in virtually every room in the school allowing him to travel quickly.
Despite living in a toilet Hunter is very clean and hygienic (plus he never smells).
Hunter is a go to guy whenever you need something anonymously or otherwise.
Ex: tickets to concerts, answers to tests, cigarettes, etc.
However everything comes at a price. One of his own choosing; usually money but he also trades. Failure to pay has very dire conse
The Savage BeastThe Savage Beast
Caged in emptiness, Screaming in silence
Suffocating on air, Seeing peace in violence
Head torn to shreds, Unwoven threads
Unbeaten heart, Never too smart
Blood pounding, impatience mounding
Cant do it now, But I have to somehow
Dying in my mind, Slowly going blind
Open to killing, Hoping it would fill me
Still insane and in a rage, Wishing I could open this cage
Locked and bound, shot to the ground
And yet when I turn around
I see me, the worlds end
Blood still pounding,
Impatience still mounding.
Cant do it now but I have to somehow
But I have to somehow
Something I always knew
No matter what I was going through
I know its true
My hatred still burns.
Burning inside with violent anger.
The Savage Beast awaits to unleash its unending fury
The Winter Soldier x Reader - One shot You were on your first mission. You've been on many others but this one was different, this one was dangerous. Extremely dangerous.
They called him the Winter Soldier, why? you didn't know it was classified. What was his real name? you didn't know it was classified. Why were you ordered to take him down? You didn't know it was classified.
You and your team were driving down a snow covered dirt road. The Winter Soldier was supposed to be somewhere in a German compound where exactly in the compound? you didn't know. It seems like you didn't know a lot of things lately. Didn't know who he was, where he was, why you were ordered to take him down, why you we
Reader x Suoh Mikoto: Fortunate Meeting
I have always known that my life won’t be easy, but I have never imagined that I would run away like a criminal. And I’m only the little sister of one.
My big brother is well-known in the criminal-scene. He killed many people and is in big contact with the Yakuza. That’s why Scepter 4 is looking for him and they think I know where he is. But I haven’t seen him for about two years. The only contact we have is the money he sends me every month.
A few days ago people from Scepter 4 stood in front of my apartment and wanted information. Then two days ago and today they wanted to bring me to their headquarter. When they said that I got in panic and ran away.
And now I’m here running like an idiot and panting heavily.
I know that they have special abilities and I’m really glad that they haven’t used them on me, but I’m just scared as hell of Scepter 4.
Turning around a corner I look for a place to hide. The only thing I see is a bar. Not
Lone Flowers (Jorrian) [RP in desc]I don't know why I'm here. Everyone here is plain mental. They're crazy and screwed up in the head. I don't know if I am. Maybe. Just maybe.
I've familiarized myself with the white walls and marble floor. There were no windows. Only a door that could be opened from the outside that led to the hall, or if you had a key. But that was the only way out. And only the Doc and visitors had access to it.
The doctor was a sick, twisted being. He put people in straitjackets and tied them to beds. He never gave the required amount of medicine. Sometimes he would pull people out of their rooms for "treatment" and they came back even more screwed up.
Acquaintances of mine inhabited many of the rooms here. They all had lost their mind...most of it, at least. A few had managed to keep themselves together. But I'm certain that won't last for too long.
One of my friends—my closest one, my only one—shared a room with me after her roommate lost it. She's so sweet and gentle and in
Fear of Spiders“As I write this down I can feel him coming, coming after me. My tears roll down and softly lands on the keyboard, the salty taste and smell of mixed tear and sweat. I can feel him... and his spiders... they are coming after me... I only have few minutes to write this down...
I can´t tell you much about him but I´ve seen him often, in the woods where the river is the only seperation. Outside my house, peeking from the corner of the window even my bedroom was in the second floor. Three weeks ago I woke up and he was standing in from of me, few inches away from my face. I screamed and backed away to the wall behind me, trembling of fear and scared. He was standing still, covered in spiders... these spiders... I can´t forget how they clinged to him...
He was not natural... not normal... he was different from normal people... far different from us. He have eight long spider legs behind him, he crawled forwards me using his spiderl legs. I didsn´t see his face
A thousand years of Sonic 23A thousand years of Sonic 23
The next morning Sonic and Shadow woke up at the same time and got out of the van. Shadow stretch a little, "That's strange I could have sworn Silver was there last night" said Sonic. "Maybe he went to do some training of his own" said Shadow, Sonic went next to Shadow, "Are we going to Shade? To begging our training?" Sonic asked. Shadow nod and started to walk away and notice Sonic wasn't following him, "Sonic is something wrong?" Shadow asked going to him, "Shadow even if we do train for all this years what makes you certain we will be strong enough to face Fleetway?" Sonic asked. "If we train hard enough I'm sure we will be stronger than him" said Shadow, "But have you analyze things right? What if there is no need to fight him?" Sonic asked. "Sonic he is a bad guy nothing can be solved by talking to him you should know that by now" said Shadow, "Everything has a
Clarity An SPN Song Parody (Destiel)"Clarity" An SPN Diestel Parody Song
High dive into rising flames
Where the dead comes back to life.
Fight fear for my selfish pain
Was it worth it every time?
Hold still, the Impala crashed
And we all know how this ends.
The clock ticks before the demons fall
And they drown in ash again.
This takes a piece of me
Watch me fight, and watch them bleed.
I still fight, and I don't know why.
If this life is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If this life's insanity, why are you my clarity?
Walk through the pools of red
You refuse to make amends.
You cut through with the demon knife
And you have no common sense.
Don't pray while I'm away
Because I know just what you'll say.
I saved your life, brought you back from Hell.
Now I can't even look at you.
You take a piece of me
I watch them die, and I watch you bleed.
You still fight, and I don't know why.
If this life is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If this life's insanity,
Saccharin Species Bio V2The Saccharin is a strange species - not exactly as biological as one would think, they’re more like slimes. As such, they have no internal organs. They also are very pliable and elastic, which comes into play as they eat. Being an amorphous organism has its perks. Saccharins can regenerate or reattach severed limbs, morph their bodies into the shape of new body parts, and stretch their currently existing body.
A saccharin runs on two things: sugar and water. Everything else is unnecessary. While the water serves mainly as a lubricant, the sugar is the essential part. A saccharin is made almost entirely of sugar-based compounds, and can squeeze through very tight spots due to its lack of a skeleton. While the water is essential, too much of it can cause a saccharin to lose its composition and become much more slime-like.
When a saccharin eats, the food doesn’t go to a stomach, because it simply doesn’t have one. Being like a slime, the food is stored inside the saccha
Imagine Singing Karaoke To The WinchestersA Collection of SPN reader fics
(If you don't know the song I mention in this, I recommend looking it up. It reminds me so much of Sam and Dean, I just had to do it!)
~Imagine singing karaoke with the boys after a hunt (Female Reader) SPN Collection #1~
Another successful hunt; a nest of nasty vamps in a small town in Pennsylvania. You all though you'd be stuck in Pennsylvania for at least a week just to locate the nest. But you managed to find it under a day. The boys were throughly impressed with your ever improving hunter skills; even Cas was taken back that you beat him to the punch, even with his angel mojo.
Once you found the spot, which happened to be an abandoned warehouse, Dean and Sam scouted the place out. They told you to stay put, which you complied- for about five minutes.
You walked inside, guns blazing the bitch. The guns only stunned the vamps. and this you knew. Left and right, they came at you; you quickly whipped out your machete, decapitating the bastards. You then
Rukia Dragons: Information SheetRukia Dragons, more commonly known as Rukias.
Known subspecies: main, vampiric, arctic.
General Informations for all subspecies
Head, ears, mouth, pads
The head is a generic anthro head, with a rather boxy, long snout. The facial structure vaguely resembles that of a komodo dragon, but is also slightly canine in its appearance. Nostrils are generally small or elongated, and will flare when angered or irritated.
Ears are ridiculously long compared to the head, like those of a bat, and allow a Rukia to have great hearing. They often move to catch the faintest sounds, and often twitch if a sudden or clicking sound is heard. Different individuals keep their ears in different orientations when they're not paying attention, those being frontal, at 3/4 or pointing to the sides. Floppy ears are rare in the Main subspecies, but are the norm in the Vampiric.
Teeth are canine-like, with rather normal canines and sharp incisives. A Rukia's bite isn't too strong, b
Jolly Roger KoorbName: "Jolly" Roger Koorb
Myth: Red Skeleton
Age: 14 (By his people standards. In regular time he is actually 324)
DOB: December 6, 1687
Ethnicity: 1/3 French, 1/3 Spanish, 1/3 British
Relatives: "A lot"
Style: He wears outfits that compliment his heritage but more often than not he'll wear bland-colored business suits, a red necktie, and black-rimmed glasses (even though technically he has no eyes), combed hair, and a fedora with a ticket on it say "Press".
Social Pool: He is technically in all Social Pools as a member of the Press.
G.P.A: 4.5 (or so he claims)
Elective/Club: School Newspaper/ Journalism
Notes: He is both liked and despised by the entire school for the stories he prints.
In addition to the "Truth" he is most well known for his hilarious/outrageous "Truths" stories
One of the most outrageous stories/things he is known for is frequently accusing those on the student council/ASB for secretly working for Captain Nazi.
Another thing he is known for is h
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