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Teen Titans: A New Era

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Teen Titans: A New Era

I still need someone to find like, Gill.

Teen Titans: A New Era

Welp! You can forget the picture then. xD Sorry.

Teen Titans: A New Era

When he awoke, he flexed his shoulder and stared up towards the sky.. His scales showing from his torn shirt and jacket with his digits digging into the water. The water particles swirled around his arm and into his skin.. the life in his eyes brought anew. The reincarnated feeling of hydration caused him to smile with his hands running through the back of his hair, smoothing it downward. Still.. he was troubled. Where was he from? What was his name?

Still attempting to unravel the past, he turned around and stared up towards the tower. It seemed empty to him, a place he could easily reside. He pulled on the handle of the tower door.. and no luck found him. With his enormous and newfound strength, he pulled the metal door from its hinges, electrical surges of security blasting against his scales on his fingers. This had done nothing to him, due to the power of his scales. The Atlantean walked through the hallway, as the security sirens wailed.

Teen Titans: A New Era

"Why?"

"WHO?!"

His questions accelerated through the vicinity, his clothing already tattered from his seething anger causing him to rip at the cloth covering his form, revealing his gills. The blue optics wandered as the digits dug into the right and left sides of his inside trench coat pockets, hiding his gills. The beating sun focused its arrogant rays upon his bodily structure, his scales being affected by the sun-spears that never layed its sight from him. Soon enough, he would be dragging himself out onto the ground.

He remembered nothing, and he did not know why.. why he was so weak in the sunlight. When he stared up into his face, it blinded him and burned his scales. When he looked around, to see others, they were not the same. From the sight of him they fled with fear covering their force of willpower. With his head bowing down, he began to walk onward into the confines of the beach. The Atlantean, unbeknownst to himself, straed from the others that were aliens to him in looks. Though, he saw one thing that stood from the ordinary..

An unusual female with beautified skin in the sun, her pinkish-purple hair tied in another unusual turn with bands of obsidian black. The expansion of his confusement and wander did not strike him so much that he walked over to her. He stares at her one last time, before coming outward land.

The beach was left behind him, the seagulls dispersed from their groups as they screamed towards the Atlantean male, his hands pocketed as he stared on to the large tower, decorated with beautiful glasses to create the unreal view of the sea in front. A kind of place, he would like to stay. He smiled as he came towards the tower. Suddenly, the ground shook compellingly, with the roar of an unknown creature entering the vicinity. His head cocked to the side with suprisement, to find the large truck moving on towards him.

Energy drained from him due to the suns rays dehydrating him at speeds of inhumane level had left him to weak in the mind to calculate what was going on.. and his thinking wasnt fast enough, anyway. His arms covered his head as he cocked his head to the side at break-neck speeds.. prepared to be hit by the oversized automobile. Shrapnel cut throughout the vicinity and reached the yonder above, as did a blood-curdling shriek of a surprised human.

When his dark blue optics opened, pieces of strayed metal were in front of him, and on his left and right sides. Steam arose through the area, circulating around him as he unknowingly breathed in its toxic form. His eyes wandered-- crushed metal, flames, and a slumped human on the ground. The horns continued to honk on towards him, many began to scream and run at sight of the destruction. The boom of sound from the crushed car by his inhumane strength causes people from miles away to stare out, confused.

Slowly dropping to his knees with the hat slumping to the side next to his right hand, revealing the strands of his long black hair that draped down to his shoulders. His breathing stopped.. the darkness overcoming the area around him as he collapsed in front of the large tower, slumped over with his limbs sprawled out. The uncontrollable urge to dig through the ground and suck all of the water from the pipes running in the city pumped his will to get up once more..

His digits that ran across the glass cracked it, tapping it once with his index finger to cause the shattering sond to run through the tower. His teeth gritted as the power of will fought against the fear of death and weakness that sent his disorted bodily structure into a state of mind where darkness reaped as long as Death's scythe. His knees digging into the ground as his back lays against the seething, burning ground under him. The pieces of freshly hot rubble on his hands.

Showing his inhumane canines as he slumped his head onto the side to reveal his state of drout, staring up towards the tower.. wandering, what was in its confines. What if.. what if there was a tower of water behind it? This thought sent him down into a complete state of darkness, the flame of will burned out.. consciousness dispersed.

Teen Titans: A New Era

There, made my first post!

Teen Titans: A New Era

"A beautiful thing."

"I agree."

The seas were beautiful.. overlapping eachother and lashing out, attempting to gain authority over eachother. But always, the people of Atlantis kept it at bay. Of course, everyone in the city of Atlantis knew that the seas could not be controlled, or they could not be controlled.. for long. The Atlanteans swam about the waters of the sea, the sharks continued to swim about within a peaceful state of mind. The energy bubble around the gigantic city of Atlantis kept most of the sea creatures out, including the Kraken. Something the Atlanteans would only use during war.

Inside of Atlantis, the council was meeting. The council being the back-up king and queens for when the current ruler of Atlantis was found dead, or missing, or unable to do something himself. At the moment, the conflict on Earth about the titans drove also much destruction in the sea under; numerous earthquakes had struck the bubble around Atlantis and caused it to crack in the middle. When the people of the city had gotten afraid, and the unknown king that usually stayed in the shadows ruling, left, a new ruler was going to be chosen soon.

"Yaldur, what do you suspect? Of course, he would leave. When the original King of Atlantis was killed in the war against the Amazons, we already knew we could not find another worthy one to rule over the citizens and army commanders." The older Atlantean sat there in the stretching chair, with his arms folded across his chest. The one who was spoken to turned her head, revealing the unusually blue hair.

"Then, what should we do, Ka-rel? Do what we have forbidden to do, create a council of rulers and send factions under us to create war like we did last time, then?" The two arguing figures were talked over when the other council members began to argue and yell. Yaldur sighed and slammed his hand upon the table in the room, ordering silence within the region. "Enough, Enough! What we most do i--" Suddenly, the ground shook compellingly once more out of seemingly millions of times. The marble floors cracked, and the splits appeared on the walls and to the ceiling. Rocks fell downward, breaking the table that the many councilmen fell to.

Sea-creatures swam away in the presence of the shaking sea as the tornado of water swirled left and right, tearing pieces of rocks in Atlantis asunder, sending fish away also. The families of the ocean looked upward, a child of Atlantis stared down at his bear, and then his mother.. before the darkness of hurt and rocks compelled them into the depths of the sea, deeper into the ground. The screams from the surviving citizens rung the ears of the newfound General of Atlantis Army.. well, soon-to-bee, general. The blue skinned young-man stared outward with his blue eyes, his black hair swirling around.

He wore his black armor, it covering that of his form as he held his katana sword on his side. Again, he was stopped from training because of the numerous Earthquakes. His black armor was spiked at the shoulders and the knuckles to bring hurt upon rebels against the Atlantis council and law-breakers in the city. His dark cloak on his back colored like the night sky of the surface land hovered against the ground. The different thing about him, was his Mediterranean-blue skin and eyes. Usually, Atlanteans of the city simply looked human, the only thing different with them would be their gills on their neck.

But of course, he was different. He was born of an Atlantean and a human, this was discouraged in both the surface land and the underwater depths. The mutation had brought him to be an outcast of above and below. But his strength had increased, and with a turn of his hand, the waters would obey him. It is said that only a king could control the waters, and the only way he could do that was with the Trident of Poseidon. But did not wield the power of a king nor the trident. He himself wondered how he could do these things.

Though just in the middle of his deep thought, the ground shook once more. The floor under him split as he wailed, turning his head to stare at the mirror behind himself. The open mouth and a high Gurgle sound from his lips, before blacking out.

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He could smell the sea water, but he could not see the beautiful waters. The dizziness also resulted in his discombobulation of mind, the ventilation of the water that were filtered into his gills were gone. His eyes were widened as he gagged and choked, his hands around his neck. Automatically, the lungs had began to function when he had awoken and started 'breathing' again. The chills down his back caused him to shiver as the sun glistens upon him. His naked body wandered outward as he stared.. where was he? Who, was he? His digits dug into the ground as he stares down at the jacket and tattered clothing in front of him, along with the fire in the middle of the beach.. the seagulls dodging his unusual form.

He knew that the people of the surface world would not act kindly against him and his blue skin, so the tattered trenchcoat and jeans were worn, along with the Yankees cap, splattered with grease stains, lay on his beautified onyx-colored hair. He bowed his head as he walked into the streets, pocketing his hands as the coat hid his medium-sized fins. Here he was, alone in this world.

Teen Titans: A New Era

Well can i post in IC or what? I hate when people ignore my questions.

Teen Titans: A New Era

Can i post in IC?

Teen Titans: A New Era

Yo, can someone fill me in on what happened in the last roleplay?