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[sarii-sumdac]

Sari has a megaphone, enhanced by the key.

"Attention all Autobots, Decepticons, and undecided! Megatron owes my dad like a decade of Child Support!"

[chichinashxkomori]

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Yui was trembling and struggling to stand up but her body and head were aching , plus her hands were red and swollen from punching as much as she was able to. Yui wasn’t the fighting type and knew nothing about defending herself  so this was painful , 

 “Please..we’ve been at this for hours and I don’t want to do this anymore.” Pleading to stop this combat training with this person, “My body hurts and my head is aching. “ 

[apocalypsxmaidxn]

| Damian like for a starter!| 

“Batman’s spoiled brat has made an appearance, I didn’t think that you’d come to Jump City.” Seeing as he was always by Batman’s side , more of his shadow. 

[golosi-blog]

starter || @lawlessheavcn -winks at-

     ❝Y'EVER WONDER IF THERE’S more out there, Corteo?❞ It was a question brought out of nowhere as Angelo peered out the window, cigarette between his lips and mind a thousand miles away from that small residence. If asked if he did, the answer would be 'no'. Thinking off into the future was not something that Angelo had ever done, nor thought to do (why would he?). He lived in the moment...and also in the past; moving forward, but not really going anywhere. After all, after Angelo accomplished his goals and received the closer he never had a chance to have, what would he do? What could he do? He felt like a relic despite being born in the same era his friend was in. A relic that had no place in this world any longer.

     Corteo had hopes and dreams -- was quite well close to accomplishing it all too. He was brilliant as he had always been, studied hard, worked hard... There was a future there that Angelo could not see himself being a part of. For while Corteo moved forward, he could not, or maybe it was best to say that he, would not. Was it fear that kept him trapped? Or perhaps it was just he did not want to put forward the effort to break out that cycle in the first place. Letting out a puff of smoke, he waited quietly for what the other's response would be.

[fourcolxr]

@sterlingmoonstone started following you

“ Yes, my clinic is open. How can I treat your wounds”

[anothercracker]

@crimson-warrior : Continued from here

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Tina stared at the human(?)... before throwing the cracker at their face and taking off for the hole in the wall.

She knew better than to just stick around in the open. 

[mortalnotmagic-blog]

@aurerum plotted

Dylan was... eager-- to see the new curse breaker who’d come to Halloweentown. His grandmother had all too excitedly mentioned that his former pen pal had accepted a contract for the city to work there for the time being. The warlock hadn’t seen his friend since their brief time together after graduating-- over ten years prior.

Seeing him again was sure to bring back memories.

James was from a very well known English family-- with a noble history to rival that of the Cromwell clan. But what was most important was that like Dylan-- James had some mortal blood running through him.

He understood the importance of finding that balance.

He searched through the crowd of faces in the colorful town square-- hoping to see some telltale sign of his roguish friend. Part of him wondered if James would even recognize him without his glasses.