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<p>Im Charleigh a comic book lover. I make my own stuff im woking on one called midnight tower at this moment in time. I skate and surf alot. My freinds say its quite sad the fact that im completely obssessed with marvel characters espcially the original Hood stuff, and the Fantastik four. Im also the pround owner of i think issue 20 of Fantastik four, the one where they fight Diablo. I play guitar im in a band and.... i dunno </p>

My Super Life

Dustin

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The stone floor eased his aching bones as he sat pondering on what his next move should be. You see Dustin

was thrown out after keaving school by his ever loving parents. Two weeks down the road he was still there,

down on his luck, as ever. "How could this possibly get worse" he muttered under his breath. As if the sky

had heard him its silver linig toar, soaking him instantly. Reminding him of the well missed power shower.

"Perfect"

At least it was refreshing, he thought while trudging down the litter strewn streets of Manchester, finally

taking shelter underneath an old bridge. Trying to shake off the chill he lay down. What had he got himself

into. Why? he rolled over. The ground was lumpy as youd expect but its was dry unlike his old jacket saturated

from the rain it comforted him. He soon fell into a deep slumber only to be rudely awoken.

"what was that!" a blood curdeling scream echoed in his ears.

"Get away from me!" it sounded like a women, a women in trouble. He shot to his feet darting toward the source

of comotion. Adrenaln pumping he took a sharp left tripping himself. "stupid laces" quickly dusting him self

down he set off again cursing. The screams stopped, he took another left there she was lay upright against the

dumpster. "Oh ..." he knelt next to her lifless body, observing the slit throat he felt nautious. This poor lady

didnt have a chance slaughtered. "What kind of sick person could do this."

After informing the police of this unfortunate women he finally mangaged to get his head down, plagued by dreams

of death and mortality he tossed and turned. He couldnt help but think if hed got there sooner shed still be alive.

After what seemed like hours of torture he awoke in a cold sweat, starring straigt into the deppest of blue eyes

"What beautiful eyes youve got there," she said nothing, and didnt seem to notice he had woke. "Hello?" trying to

grab her attion he reached forward. She ran away. "What a cute cat." Days after the event Dustin forgot all about

cat with its deep blue eyes and broght white fur. He forgot about how it sat there waiting for him to wake. When

he stopped, there she was again, sat there, staring. Her eyes watched his every move scanning him, reading him like

book. "Here puss-puss" he held out a hand to stroke the cat, she didnt move, but waited for him to come closser.

Beckoning him with her mysterious ways. Finally reaching to the outstreched hand. A sharp shock run its way up his

arm, she seemed to smile at him.

Summer (lash hex)

She was your normal, everyday, typical girl was Summer, Just a girl that got on with her life no matter what. There were always people worse off than she, so why worry about it.

"Hey short arse give us your money or you'll have me to deal with"

That was Conner Bakely. He was a bully just no-one saw it. He was popular and 'fit' as the girls called him. Exactly the oppiste thought Summer as she handed over her money. Exactly the oppisite.

She sat in her usual place in the school gardens. Staring at the monstrousity her parents had sent her two. At the age of 13 Summer was sent to boarding school. The Manner Of Good Disiplin it was called this namely because of its disaplinary measures. Summer rubbed her nose the pollen was getting to her again. Her Bright blue eyes watering.

"Hey are you ok?"

She looked up, "Hi im Dustin, are you Summer Dawson?"

She had never seen this stranger before he was scruffy looking and had this strange white cat. He offered her a hand, she took it.

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the joker

Added by lash hex on Oct. 14, 2007 | |

Your results:
You are The Joker

The Joker		66%
Riddler		57%
Venom		55%
Poison Ivy		55%
Mystique		53%
Mr. Freeze		53%
Dark Phoenix		41%
Two-Face		37%
Catwoman		36%
Apocalypse		34%
Magneto		29%
Green Goblin		29%
Juggernaut		25%
Kingpin		19%
Dr. Doom		17%
Lex Luthor		14%

The Clown Prince of Crime. You are a brilliant mastermind but are criminally insane. You love to joke around while accomplishing the task at hand.

Click here to take the Supervillain Personality Quiz

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Added by lash hex on Oct. 7, 2007 | |

RAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG ! ...

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Added by lash hex on Oct. 6, 2007 | |

Slaughtered. After informing the police of this unfortunate women he finally managed to rest his head. Plaugued by dreams of death and mortality he tossed and turned. After what seemed like hours of torture he finally awoke in a cold sweat, starring straight into the deepest of blue eyes. "What beautiful eyes youve got there," she said nothing, and didnt seem to notice he was awake. "Hello?". She ran away. "What a cute cat." Days after the event Dustin forgot all about the cat, with its deep blue eyes and bright white fur. He forgot all about how it sat there waiting for him to wake, when he stopped. There she was again, sat there, starring. "Here puss puss" he called. she didnt move. catiously looking him up and down.

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Midnight tower start . . .what dya think?

Added by lash hex on Oct. 5, 2007 | |

Journey to Midnight Tower