White Lantern and Graphic Novelist Semi-selective II Read Rules
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So sorry I haven’t been on, I’ve just been…meh-ish. But I have been on skype! So if you wanna hook up or rp there my skype is clintfreakinbarton
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//I am so sorry I haven't been around. When Saturday rolls around I need someone to get on and yell at me until I do my replies.
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“Batman is a badass. Don’t underestimate him, especially when my Batman can breathe fire.”
The Batman crouched low before lunging, swinging a punch at the golem and Kyle smirked, “You’re going down!”
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Symbol Starters: Accepting
Send ⚔ to challenge my muse to a duel.

“What the hell? I don’t want to fight you!” Not because Kyle would lose, cause he totally wouldn’t lose, even if John was like super badass and has super strong will power.
That’s not the point. John’s a friend, and Kyle doesn’t want to fight a friend. Spar? Sure, but this is, this is a duel. This is going a bit far.
“Take a breath, you’re being as impulsive as Hal.”
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Kyle took a deep breath. In, out. In, out. Ok, his heart slowed and finally he was regaining control of himself. Ok, think, think, panicking won’t help.
“Yeah, a bird. I think it was a sparrow, it came in and started to attack me! And then I dropped the lantern and it attacked the lantern! Then it broke!”
@emeraldarchitect continued from X
Kyle shrugged, looking at the floor helplessly as he tried to process what he just did…to the lantern. Oh god, he’s so screwed. He looked back up at John, “I, I don’t know. I was carrying it then tripped and dropped it but I tried to catch it and then the freaking bird came out of now where and- and…” He motioned back down at the shattered lantern, out of words to say, “I don’t know! I don’t know how it happened.”
He doesn’t know what to do now- “John, John, please help me.”
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"Of course! I have great buns," he winked and walked over to grab some of the pre made ones.
@bluehopehuman liked for a bakery au: Accepting
“No, we don’t serve croissants, sorry,” Kyle grinned apologetically. They probably should start serving those, everyone loves croissants.
“Is there anything else I can get you?”
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Kyle pulled back with a grin, "I'm good. Thank you," he paused before sighing, "And um, you give good hugs."
“That’s okay.” Bart pat his back. He released him and smiled. “Anything else I can do to help you feel better?”
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Uno: The Movie: The Sentence Starter Meme
“Oh what the Christ?!”
“It’s not great that that’s still going.”
“I only have fifteen.”
“You know what? Here’s looking at you, kid.”
“These rules are so stupid.”
“There are no friendships in Uno.”
“Maybe this game will last even longer than the last one.”
“Good luck using it, bitch.”
“It’s weaponized Uno.”
“Can I have my hand back?”
“If we played this game like two hours a day I’d have a six pack from laughing so hard.”
“If you say ‘here’s looking at me’ one more time…”
“We’ve made an unwinnable game.”
“If you had to choose between yellow and blue, what would you choose?”
“That’s a bad color?”
“You just doubled my hand.”
“Oh my god, we’re going to be here for the rest of our lives!”
“That was cool, let’s do it again.”
“You feel like hurting? Because I can hurt.”
“Is that a thing we can all agree to do?”
“And I am the recipient of your fuckery.”
“Just fucking do it.”
“Stop what you’re doing because I’m about to ruin your life.”
“I have a feeling that things are going to get salty really fast.”
“I feel like we should skype _____ in just so he can’t get away from the misery.”
“I lick every one I pick up.”
“Everyone has to play all the way to the end.”
“If I win this one, I’m leaving.”
“I’m gonna come atcha hard.”
“Just go ahead and get fucked, right there.”
“Hopefully that does some damage.”
“We are going to die here!”
“That was a load of bog.”
“Don’t return the favor.”
“It won’t end!”
“There’s nothing more important than this.”
“We did not anticipate this, and it is entirely my fault.”
“Don’t stack it on me, please.”
“We’re never playing this game again.”
“NO, NO, NO I DON’T WANNA!”
“I fucking–oh god.”
“Always go for the mouth.”
“Who are these people?”
“When I envisioned this joke, I envisioned it being about forty-five seconds long.”
“We were in Poland?”
“That was the worst theater mode ever.”
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Insensitive Pain Sentence Starters
“Stop whining about it.”
“I’ve been through worse.”
“It’s only a tiny cut.”
“Seriously? Nothing’s even wrong with you.”
“Shut up about your leg already.”
“All you have to do is breathe, dude.”
“Walk it off.”
“You’re being pathetic.”
“Honestly I don’t really care right now.”
“Wrap it up and move on.”
“It’s only a tiny little burn.”
“Chill out.”
“Stop crying!”
“If you don’t stop crying, I’ll give you something to cry about.”
“It’s not a big deal.”
“I’ve seen toddlers deal with worse than that.”
“Aww what a little baby.”
“You’re just a crybaby.”
“Dude, really? Calm down.”
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Kyle stared, before pouting with a little scowl, ‘Screw you.”
"I'm telling you. Flying is so much better than running. Ok?"
“Flying is for the birds, Peter Pan. Running is better! You get to interact with everything on the ground. In the air, you can see, but you can’t touch. The best side effect of the work is THESE LEGS.”
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“Wow, what a way to be an ass, Harper,” He let out a sigh and shook his head, “This is why I don’t work with you.”
whitelxntern:

“Hey! Be more careful where you fire those things, you nearly hit me!”
“Would say I’m sorry, Rayner, but we both know that would be a lie.”
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Kyle shrugged with a little grin, “Why not?” He certainly doesn’t have the money for it, if that was a reason, but Kyle didn’t really care. He’s sure he can smooch off of Bruce or Ollie for a while if need be.

“You look great,” He held out his hand for her to take, “Now come on! I wanna get there before it gets too dark.”
Donna grinned when he had agreed to join her on vacation and immediately embraced him in a giant hug, along with a tender peck on the lips.

“Okay, Iet’s get packing. We can be there by tonight.”
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Kyle stares at her, mouth open before snapping it shut and his ring beginning to glow, “Ok, who the fuck are you? You definitely aren’t Elva, and- well, what did you do with her?”
Unless this is a different version of Elva but- no, how would she get here? “Tell me before I make you regret it!”
"Am I dead?"
Meme: Accepting

“Uh, no? Unless I’m dead too, but I doubt I’m dead.” He looked around, “Um, why would you even think you’re dead?”
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Kyle stares for a moment at his answer before bursting out laughing. The man- he was hilarious! But at the same time Kyle just hopes he’s joking, otherwise this man is an ass. “Ok, Mr. Officer, got a lot of pretty ladies and men coming to see you in uniform, then?” He smirks and takes the cash out of Neil’s hands, “You must get pretty lucky then, huh?”
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Kyle nodded, “Good choice!” He grinned and grabbed the order, placing it in the bag before setting it on the counter, “So, you’re buff. Can I take a guess at your job? Fireman?” He smirked as he put in the order number into the cash register, “I do love a man in uniform.”
Neil fished out his wallet from his back pocket as the other man got the muffins and punched in the order. The next comment catches him slightly off guard, and earns a chuckle. “No, cop, but I wanted to be one when I was younger,” he says as he gets out the cash he needs, but is halted by the outright attempt at flirting. Completely uncertain of what to do, the first thing that pops into his head comes out his mouth, “I get that I lot.”
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five word prompts
an-exotic-writer:
[inspired by this]
“actually… i just miss you.”
“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”
“and slowly… i was forgotten.”
“and then everything just disappears.”
“and where do i go?”
“anyone could tell from here.”
“are you finishing that or…?”
“are you stupid or stupid?”
“anything, just call me, okay?”
“bitch better have my money.”
“bro… that’s so… not cool…”
“but did you do it?”
“call me now. it’s urgent.”
“can’t you listen to me?”
“cross that. don’t answer that.”
“don’t even think about it.”
“don’t you dare walk away.”
“do it. i dare you.”
“did you think i forgot?”
“eventually… you just move on.”
“even if you still do.”
“everything will fall into place.”
“fight me, you attractive stranger.”
“for once, i need you.”
“for once… i was right.”
“for once… i was wrong.”
“forget i even asked you.”
“forget it. you fucking suck.”
“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”
“fuck off. i mean it.”
“give and take. that’s life.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”
“have you lost your mind?”
“hello? it’s me. i was-”
“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”
“here’s a glass of whatever.”
“how about a hug, hm?”
“how about you make me?”
“i haven’t forgot you yet.”
“i can’t be around you.”
“i don’t need you, really.”
“i don’t need this now.”
“is this your first time?”
“it’s just a cut, really.”
“it wasn’t me, i swear!”
“i said i love you.”
“just don’t fuck it up.”
“just… come back alive, okay?”
“just make sure you’ve eaten.”
“kick his ass for me.”
“killed him? wait, what, literally?”
“life really sucks. feel better.”
“letting go hurts… a lot.”
“let me live, will you?”
“no, i don’t need you.”
“nothing can hurt me now.”
“nothing matters anymore to me.”
“okay it was me… so?”
“people lie all the time.”
“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”
“please, you can’t die now.”
“please don’t leave me alone.”
“quiet. they can hear us.”
“quick! give me your phone!”
“quicker, you freaking piece of-”
“quit it or i’ll bite.”
“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”
“really? do i look stupid?”
“real smooth, tripping over air.”
“rise and shine, sweet thing.”
“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”
“seriously? give me a break.”
“so… what are we now?”
“so… did you miss me?”
“so… can we go eat?”
“so… when’s the next flight?”
“so… how did everything go?”
“sometimes, i wish you died.”
“so what? you did it.”
“time passes slower without you.”
“then what do you suggest?”
“the fuck? who are you?”
“then you tell me why.”
“this is not working out.”
“this isn’t what i wanted.”
“this is all a fucking disaster.”
“when did it all happen?”
“who knew you’d be here?”
“why do i even bother?”
“why do i love you?”
“why didn’t you tell me?”
“you’re just… so, so stupid.”
“you can’t be here now.”
“you look like an accident.”
“you really need to go.”
“you know who to call.”
“zero fucks given. next please.”
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Kyle grinned proudly when he made Jason laugh. He’s been around him long enough to know he didn’t laugh often- and getting him to laugh like that made him proud. “He honestly tried to put you in time out? Wow, let me guess- you bit him and ran?”
He grinned and nodded, “Thanks. And once they’re in prison, I don’t care. They deserve what’s coming to them, honestly,” And if it’s other criminals who taught these bastards a lesson, so be it. The little sick side of Kyle would approve of such actions being taken on them.
Kyle landed and softly put Jason on the ground, “Ok, so I’m guessing we should sneak in. Don’t tip them off that we’re here, right?”
Jason couldn’t help but laugh, something that honestly didn’t happen often. “Shit, alright. You do that pretty well,” he admitted, grinning under the helmet, “Of course he’s never actually put me in time out– only tried to.”
A sigh. “Yeah, yeah, alright. I’ll be good. No blood.. But only cause you do a good impression of Bruce and I’m feelin’ nice. Just know that once they’re locked up, there’s probably gonna be a lotta blood. I’ve been in the prisons– they don’t like people who hurt kids.”
Glancing down, he nodded and pointed at a large brick building. “That one.”
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