#theflawedknight

[phitonissae-blog]

We're perfect like that | theflawedknight | closed

She loved magic more than anything and with one wish, she could have anything. Even a beautiful black dress which complimented her slender body, which hid how strong and powerful she actually was. She was wearing it for a party she was never actually invited to, she just decided to sneak in, which wasn't that hard for her. One look in anyone's eyes and they'd let her do anything. With her dress and a ruby necklace, she walked through the doors of some old building, probably a galery or a museum of some sort and her eyes glanced at everybody in the room. This lovely gala event was held by some rich guy. And just the fact that he was rich intriguied her. Not for money, she didn't need it, but where's money, there's power.

With a couple of friendly nods and greetings to the guest she fit right in. Fools. She declined some invites to dance, because she was waiting for the host to show up. "This is a boring party, isn't it?" she commented quietly to the man standing next to her, but her voice stayed charming. If only she knew that he's tha man she as been waiting for. 

[flawedlouise]

| Strategy |

Louise could hear her footsteps as she ran, followed swiftly by his in pursuit: he was quickly catching up but that was the idea. She ducked into an alley, tailed quickly by the target who gripped onto her arm and pushed her back into the brick wall that had ‘trapped’ her. She met his lecherous grin with a feigned look of terror but by the time his thick hand wrapped around her throat, she had already pressed her pistol to his stomach. The hammer was drawn and her index finger was squeezing the trigger gently until a noise above them stopped her and drew her gaze away.

[jordanbake-blog]

Run for whose money?

Jordan was surprised at how easily she had convinced her trainer, as well as her parents, to let her have this one day off from her strict routine for pre-season training. The day prior, she was ready to kick, scream and yell-- she had been expecting herself to be shot down as soon as she opened her mouth. But without even looking up from their books and paperwork, Jordan was given permission to take a break.

Though her definition of a break might be a bit imperfect. Jordan Baker, one of the youngest professional female golfers of her time, was taking a "break" from training by going to the greens with a friend from school. Maybe it was because she was still going to be practicing her swing or perhaps it was the company she was going to be with--Bruce Wayne--that made them okay with the prospect of their daughter relaxing, even if it was just for a day.

Jordan played idly with her hair, heaving a sigh. Either she was too early, or he was late, but Jordan felt as if she'd been waiting far too long. And she was not going to stand being stood up by Bruce Wayne.

[your--time--is--up-blog]

Welcome to the Purge. +9

The stranger saw a few faces he wasn't familiarized with. With a charming, yet sinister grin he welcomed them. "Hello to you all, are you here to Purge your hearts out, or is it miscellaneous?" 

[loveisvengeful]

Thought You Were a Myth || theflawedknight

As Melina walked casually down the dark streets of the city, suddenly a pair of large arms grabbed her from behind and yanked at her. She tried fighting back, but when she reached for her blade, one of the men punched her hard in the stomach, making her drop to the ground, clutching at her abdomen as she coughed. One man picked her up and rummaged through her jacket, pulling her blade away from her. Damnit. Melina couldn’t fight back against humans.

Melina was pushed down to the ground, and not once nor twice, but thrice times was she kicked in the stomach, making her cough up some blood as she laid in the street. “Damnit,” she muttered with a groan to herself, seeing that the other man proceeded to stalk over to her before picking her up by her hair, making Mel grit her teeth in pain. His voice was like ice. “Aw, you’re a mighty pretty one, ain’t ya?”

[chestfullofshrapnel]

New kid | High School AU

This was new, it was unexpected too. Tony always thought his father hated him, but this? Being sent hundreds of miles away to go to a private school? This was a new level even for the man. He was younger then most of the other students, a Junior at the age of 14 wasn't very common. To make things worse they were assigned roommates in the dorm houses, so he couldn't even have his own place.

A small sigh left the teen as he dragged his luggage up the steps of the large dorm housing building. "Could at least have a door man." He muttered as he walked through the doors and went to the elevators. Anthony pulled out his housing papers about found his floor and room.

"Hello?" He called, knocking on the door incessantly, just because this 'Bruce Wayne' and he would be roommates didn't mean they needed to like each other, right? 

[justthatidiot]

          [ he's sizing up the billionaire.             undercover, was what the red             room had said. he had to stay             undercover ]

              "Dingy place, huh?"

[flawedlouise]

| Royalty |

Louise nervously drummed her index finger on the champagne flute in her hand, smoothing the skirt of her royal blue dress with the other as her eyes searched the elite crowd for any kind of familiarity. She was on edge for a reason she couldn’t quite determine but the swelling crowd was not helping: charity functions were arduous, especially when she was alone.

She edged through the masses, desperate for a brief reprieve when she stumbled across the open door to a balcony and happily shifted through, content until she noticed the other occupant: a dark haired and impeccably dressed gentleman. Louise cleared her throat, pausing a moment before speaking. “I’m sorry to intrude, I just needed some air.”

[dontcallmeclaws]

theflawedknight started following you

Logan looked up from the beer he was absently staring down, nodding a brief thank you at the bar tender when he changed the now empty bottle for a new one. A movement out of the corner of his eye made him look up, a puff of smoke escaping his lips as he studied the person beside him. "Hey... I know you... you're not one of those assholes from SHIELD are you? How many times have I gotta say no?" 

[tonystark-iamironman]

Meeting || Closed

Charity events, something that Tony hated at this age and wished he did not have to go to, it was one thing when his parents were alive but now he did not understand why he had to go. First off it had only been a few months since their passing and everyone expected him to be perfectly fine, so what did he do? He gave them that image, he acted as though nothing was wrong in public and did so as he pulled up in his sports car, Obadiah in the passengers seat. Tony stepped out and without waiting walked into the event, he ignore everyone as he did so. There were familiar faces, known names, everyone was there and he would give anything to not be, eventually he found his way to the bar and soon enough would attempt to get a drink, eighteen or not, he wanted one and he would eventually persuade them to give him one. 

[phitonissae-blog]

//Ok, they promised me I’m getting my computer back tomorrow, if not I swear I’ll steal one. So, I’m tagging you here if I have to reply to you or I’ve promised you a starter so I’ll have everything in one place and to let you know I haven’t forgotten you and I really wish to continue to rp with you or start to.

[johnnyxthredson]

Dude... you're too awesome.

{{Why thank you! Sry I couldn’t resist with this coming from Bruce Wayne and all}}

[theclownprinceofgotham-archive]

{Hey, I've been busy (I was in Wisconsin/Illinois. Alright?) and haven't been on and I apologize. I'm also redoing my room which is fun but also time consuming.  Anyways, here are the people that I know I owe.

dailyplanets-reporter (reply)

gothamsvickivale (reply)

scarredbyxhellfire (reply)

missmoiraohara (reply)

theflawedknight (starter, i think anyways)

callyourselfsane (starter)

gothams-watchful-protector (starter, i've kept you waiting and i apologize)

I think that is everyone right now.. I think I will do replies first and then do starters. Yay. I don't know.}

[theperfecthacker-blog]

Cold and Alone || Liam and Bruce

Being a teenager was rough for everyone.  It was especially rough for Liam Finley.  Liam, of course, had been born into a happy family; the only child of two parents who had been trying for kids for several years.  Everything was great until junior high; when it became clear to the other students that he liked guys.  In the small town that he grew up in…it wasn’t as accepted.  He spent the next years being teased, all of the stress causing something inside of him to change.

When he was sixteen, that change made itself known.

He was different.  He had the ability to connect his mind directly to technology.

He was a freak.

Something to be feared in his small town.

And so, his parents kicked him out.

Now winter was approaching; and Liam had fled to the big city of Gotham.  He sat, dirty and cold in a coffee shop, nursing the only cup of coffee that he could afford; thanks to finding loose change on the street.

Upon closing, he was kicked out, and it began snowing; growing colder.  His clothes were too thin for this kind of thing; and he found himself sitting against a wall; shivering as he huddled in his thin jacket, trying to keep himself from freezing to death.

He had tried the local homeless shelters, but they were all filled up during this time of year.

He had no one and nothing, and now he was going to freeze to death.

The tear that slid down his cheek began to freeze.

[chestfullofshrapnel]

[text] You owe me a new headboard, Stark. //nsfw text thing

Send My Character An Accidental NSFW Text for Sexual Sunday And See How They Reply

[Text to: Wayne] Why bother? You know it'll get ruined next time.

[natasha-widowbite-romanoff]

theflawedknight has wandered into SHIELD

Being already disturbed from her work numerous times by Tony, Natasha wasn't a happy camper at the moment. She was on edge and ready to burst at anyone who even looked at her in a strange way. With files in her hand she walked down the barren hallway, thoughts running through the back of her mind, not even caring about the pattern of her waking. She turned to another hallway and collided with another person, her files covering the floor. Her teeth clenched together "Sorry, I didn't see where I was going.", she hissed out. In the back of her mind she said keep calm Natasha, don't lose it, repeating the mantra over and over. She didn't even bother to look at the person she bumped into, all she wanted to do was gather her things and move on.