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Jack and Harley First MeetJack was nervous, he wasn't going to pretend otherwise. He had been dropped off at the corner as his mother had went on her way to work. She had a lot of clients to see that day, and a lot of money to make. It was something she had reminded him of when he had clung desperately to her hand, and tried to pull her to the school gates with him. She was going to have none of it though.
So, he had made his own way to the gates and walked into the school grounds himself, holding tightly onto the straps of his backpack. His clothes were creased and threadbare. Although it was his first day at school, nothing he owned looked brand new. Nothing he owned was new, and Jack knew that he was probably going to get a lot of hassle from the other students. He was just waiting for someone to start picking on him.
“Ya okay kid?” Jack looked up as he heard a kind voice. There was a girl who looked to be his same age wearing blonde pig tails with a black hat on her head wearing a red dress with
Joker Diaries Entry 5Dear Diary,
Breaking News! A reporter is love on the scene inside Arkham Asylum where we have received reports of a fight to the death! Uncle J?
That's right Worthless, I am here live in Arkham Asylum where Harvey 'Two Face' Dent is about to engage. Wait, HAS engaged in a fight with none other than the infamous, well. Idiotic excuse for a cross species union, The Penguin! That's right, the penguin is currently have his ass kicked by Two Face. This is so spectacularly BORING!
That's your excuse for news? Breaking News? I'll show you breaking news...
I feel that it is important that is noted that the Joker, after this diary entry, hospitalized Oswald Cobblepot by use of a table and the snapped off leg of a chair. Mr Cobblepot is now receiving treatment for his wounds and recovering in the hospital ward.
The Joker has been detained in solitary confinement until further notice.
Additional Notes written by Doctor Stanford James Hardley.
Dia's Commission continuedWhen Diableret woke, her eyes fluttering open to once again see that oh so familiar ceiling of her own room, it was to find that she did feel a lot better than she had earlier. The experience that she had gone through was so foggy, and she was struggling to recall the details.
She stretched her arms out, feeling the few cracks in her elbows and shoulders as everything shifted back to the correct places. It was a satisfying feeling and when she was done she swung her legs out of the bed and stood up, heading straight for the bathroom.
She pulled open the door, her eyes widening at the sight inside. There was blood smeared all over the white tiles and a heavy coppery smell in the air.
“What?” She whispered, hesitantly taking a step into the bathroom. The entire place had been trashed, and for some reason the bath was filled with water and the remnants of foamed bubbles. There was something very, very wrong here, and Di just couldn’t figure out what it was, other than th
The Death of Oswald CobblepotYears had passed, so many seasons had came and went, and the people in Gotham had changed. Gotham itself had changed, and nothing was the same than it had been before. Even the graves had became worn, eroded by time and the memories that clung to them.
An older man now, a weaker and broken man, Jack had approached the graveyard, guilt resting heavily on his shoulders. He looked around and sighed heavily, pulling his hat down over his eyes. He could barely stand to be back here, after everything that had happened.
Most of the people in the graveyard had ended up there because of him, his hands were dripping with their blood and it would not go away, it would never go away. So many lives, destroyed. So many friends, ruined. So much love, eradicated.
Jack’s stride was long and so as he was consumed by his thoughts, he walked, expertly navigating and weaving a familiar path through the gravestone’s. It did not take him long to reach the two that he had came for.
There they lay,
Queen of His HeartLight from the flickering candle
Reflects and pulses on glowing walls
Safety and comfort no longer resides
In the place where only loss calls.
Years before this tragic time
The room was different
No sorry mime
Only joy and new promises.
Into this happy picture bounds
The introduction of new life
Yet sorrow and pain mounds
Upwards to untimely destruction.
What should have been perfect
Began quickly to turn
Before I knew it she was gone
Leaving behind memories and an urn.
She granted to me my longed for gift
A son to take up my mantle
Then for her God seen fit to lift
And carry her to a paradise.
Now I am left alone
To begin the search once more
How can I though after being shown
The purest woman alive?
I thought I knew love well
After those passionate ladies of past
When I found my light
I had prayed it would last.
Ghosts begin to cloud my mind
From precious love I must turn
And with heavy heart move to find
The new Queen of My Heart.
The Stone GraveIt had happened. She had known that it was going to happen at some point, but she had never thought it would be so soon.
After he had passed away, she had been left with only herself for company. Her life had suddenly changed from light and happiness to darkness and a land she did not recognize.
Now her feet were cut and bloody as she stumbled along the rocky terrain. She did not know where she was, nor did she care to find out.
There was no sun above her head, nor was there a moon. The sky burned with the light of a thousand stars that she used to guide her way.
She did not know where she went, but all she knew was that it was a compulsion. She walked forward, onward and upward in a place where time had no meaning.
Night moved into night, and further into the night. She did not know if there even was a sun, or light other than that of the stars stretched above her.
Still she walked to a place unknown with thoughts of a land where her fears roamed, ready to swarm over and torment
HOW TO MAKE A GOOD BFDI OC (IN MY OPINION.)Hola. I think this journal was well needed. I've seen enough terrible BFDI OCs, and I wanna put a stop to it. So without further ado,
HOW TO MAKE YOUR BFDI NOT LOOK LIKE IT WAS MADE BY A 6-YEAR-OLD.
AKA: How to make a good object OC.
1.This is vital. Your character needs a trait that no one else has.
This is big IMO. Your character needs a special trait made specifically for THEM. A good example is Bubble from BFDI. Hers is that she pops easily. Or maybe icicle from OU. She can freeze things. It has to do with the object, though, so not like have a water bottle and have him be able to barf rainbows or something.
2. Avoid Cliches.
Also vital. I am SICK of seeing people that are filled with cliches. I understand that it's hard coming up with a character, but you can't just waltz on and say, "My OC is nice to everyone and just wants to have fun and he's kinda athletic" or something like that.
AAAND NOW, LUNARNARWHAL'S TOP
Name: Anya Patton
Age: 15 Years
Shirt Symbol: a cloud
Strife Specibus Weapon: Umbrellakind
-> Umbrella combined with a roulette wheel
How Modus Works: "Based upon the nervewracking game of manipulating precariously-placed blocks, this Modus uses eighteen captchalogue cards, which are dark blue and violet. When the Modus is selected, it spawns a Jenga tower made of 54 Captchalogue Blocks (54 being the number of blocks in a standard Jenga tower). Each item, when captchalogued, is assigned to three random blocks in the tower. To retrieve an item, its three blocks must be removed. When an attempt is made to retreive a specific item, its blocks are highlighted. If the tower is toppled, all items assigned to completely toppled trios of blocks will be ejected. This system appears to be extremely unwieldy, due to the likely difficult
Please Don't Leave Me "It's after midnight," Eddy said casually to Bobby who lay beside him on the bed while Eddy sat up on his laptop.
"Mhm, I'm glad you can read a clock, Eddy," Bobby said with a grin, his arms folded comfortably behind his head.
"Do you know what today is?"
"Tuesday?" the thief asked after a hum. "Do we have something to do today? I thought we weren't heading out until Friday?"
Since they'd finished their job in their current town, it wouldn't be long before they cleared out of their hotel room and hopped a plane to their next destination.
"No, it's not that!" Eddy laughed, turning to Bobby who was moving to prop himself up on his elbows, looking at Eddy with his head tilted. "You really don't know?"
"Like you said, it's after midnight. I'm tired, my brain doesn't work as well when I'm tired." Bobby said, trying to keep a straight face as he gave Eddy his horribly lame excuse.
Prelude: King Ryan vs. King Lief
Dan: A king. A man like a god, immortal and all too mortal at the same time. Perhaps no figure in history can compare to the wealth and glory of a good, wise king.
Lacie: Sometimes, there are.. odd kings. They arrive and they claim the throne for their own purposes. Some claim it to battle a greater evil.
Dan: Some are the greater evil. On tonight's episode of Death Battle, we see two of the most different yet similar kings face off in a final duel.
Lacie: Trust me, you're gonna see some stuff.
Dan: King Lief, Deltora's Hero and the slayer of the Shadow Lord.
Lacie: King Ryan, better known as BM Vagabond, and The Mad King.
Dan: Yes, Lief from Deltora Quest is fighting Ryan from Achievement Hunter. Lacie's the worst, y'know?
Lacie: Wait, weren't we doing Aeon vs. V-
Dan: I swear if I have to see another black-clad philosophical movie I am packing my bags and beating up Young, I have had it.
All About SamanthaGeneral Information
First Name: Samantha
Middle Name: Zariah
Nicknames: Sam, Sammy
Code Name: Nekomancer (Alter-ego), Kittymeowton (SoT)
Race: Caucasian/ Japanese
Species: Human Neko (cat shapeshifter)
Birthday: February 17th
Star Sign: Aquarius
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Nationality: American/ Japanese
Languages: Japanese, English
Skin Tone: Slightly tanned
Height: About 4'5"
Weight: 82 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Face Shape: Rounded
Hair Colour: Red
Hair Length: Long
Hair Style: Down
Eye Shape: Asian (though I don't draw it like that >.>;; )
Eye Colour: Aqua green
Body Shape: Average but with a pudgy belly
Waist: Slimish, pudgy belly?
Breast Size/Chest :
[Elsword OC/RP] Briggite Xallenber”Have you ever know that fighting powerful beings can make lives interesting? ”
Full name: Briggite "Allen" Xallenber
Weapon: As for her base job, she uses drumsticks and summoned drum kit, named Amaranth Breaker by her. She also uses electromagnetism as her side weapon but rarely uses them until she advances into future jobs.
Age: 16 (Base) > 18 (1st Job) > 19 (2nd Job)
Rockstar|RKS| > Reverb Rockstar|RR| > Phantasmal Percussionist|PP|
*RR and PP's combat style remains the same, uses her main weapons as she trains harder to excel on her drumming skills. Has mid-range combos, higher physical attack and defense, average amount of HP, easy to master. Most skills are for PVE but all new combos are for PVP.
Rockstar|RKS| > Voltaic Rockstar|VR| > Archfiend Rapper|AR|
Death Battle Host Royale: Meet The LadyThe screen seems blurred, the location obscured. As it clears, the camera reveals it to be the Station break room... and two young men rushing in, shutting the door behind them with a heavy SMACK! They're revealed by the lenses' sudden clarity to be the Abe's. Their expressions frozen in fear and panic, the twins get to work barricading the door and windows with the couch, the pool table, the retro arcade machines, the bookcase, anything remotely heavy they can push against any possible entry point.
Their breathing ragged, the two take a step back...
"You think she's still after us?"
Madness Abe shakes his head.
"Nah, nah... I think we're good." Worry creases across his face, "I'm starting to think maybe proving to her we're the real big shots of chaos and madness around these parts was... kind of a bad idea."
"To quote Liam Neeson, there's always a bigger fish."
Unfortunately, the two fail to notice the slithering, writhing mass of silent shadows c
The Secret Weapon: Part 5Only after a few hours, almost every Skylander was wounded, bleeding; defeated. All that was left was Spyro and Grim Creeper. Sabrina then jolts out of the arena, roaring loudly as the purple and gold dragon came into view. Spyro sneered. "Wha - ?! A evilized night fury!? This can be quite troublesome!" Sabrina roared, lunging towards Spyro flinging him to the left, damaging him greatly as his back hits a wall. "Sabrina... Stop this... Now.." The fury froze hearing the familiar voice, soon jerking her head back to face the speaker; Grim Creeper. "Did you come to join me, or perish?!" She snarled, snapping her jaws slightly. "That's just it Sabrina, I won't join the forces of evil, but your letting it control you!" Sabrina narrowed her eyes and roars, charging towards her lover. With great haste Grim Creeper dodged and grabs a hold of her collar; allowing him to climb upon her back. "Grrr! Get off!" Sabrina jerked around, before running and stopping with a sudden
The Joker Diaires: Entry 3
So, tell me about your day?
Well, my day is an amazing day! Brilliant and genius! It is celebrated every year and people greet each other on the street happily. "Happy Joker Day!" they say.
No? That isn't what you are asking about? Well golly darnit! Joker Day is far more interesting.
You see, everyne loves Joker Day. It is better than their birthday, far superior to Christmas. Not even the ghoulish fun of Halloween can beat Joker Day.
Thee are people laughing and dancing, with pies being thrown in faces and prat falls. It is a wonderfully large circus, and it is all dedicated to fun and laughter.
HAPPY JOKER DAY TO YOU!
I'LL HANG YOU IN A ZOO!
YOU'LL BE EATEN BY A MONKEY!
AND YOUR BONES PISSED ON TOO!
That is MY day, and what a day it is.
That one there was just for you Old man Hardley. You should feel very honoured, not just everyone gets a song written about them.
Can I undergo my treatment with Doctor Crane yet?
Doctor Crane! Who on earth is he? Good old
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