Hey everybody! OMG! Have you heard about the new character, Terra? She's
gonna be in the 2nd season. I think her voice is being done by the person
who plays blossom in The Power Puff Girls. Well, here's where you can find
her: she looks kinda like
me. except she has blue eyes. and she's er. "Shapeless"? I dunno. She has a
big head. Any way, I just wanted to tell you, so u can try to start working
her into stories. L-8-er!
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A star, small, distant, faraway... beyond reach of anyone or anything. That's what Robin had become... distant, a star. He stayed in the dark, alone and in pain. He was like a solitary, dead rose, alone in the cold.. the loss of Starfire gnawing at him like an icy wind. He was teetering on the brink of insanity, and nothing could change that.
Everyone else in the tower had excepted the fact that Starfire was gone. They missed her, but they knew nothing could bring her back. They had begun to become themselves again, going out for pizza occasionally, doing normal teenage stuff.
Through out it all, Robin remained in the enclosed sanctuary of his mind, sitting alone in his dark room trying to shutout the world, trying to ignore what he felt, trying to become invisible.
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Beyond the walls of the quiet tower lurked a shadow, watching as the titans made their way over the bridge to the city. She noticed, however, that one of their members wasn't there. "Robin." she whispered. She knew that he was inside.
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In his room, Robin slept. He had pleaded off another Titan excursion, insisting that he was ill. He was in the middle of a disturbing dream, sweat running down his neck. He didn't hear his window open, nor did he hear the figure step in side and the window shutting. He tossed and turned, his eyes tightly closed, his teeth clenched. He didn't see the figure walk across the floor of his room, and he didn't see the flash of her green eyes as she made her way towards him. He groaned in dispair at his dream, and rolled onto his back. She reached out her hand, and tentatively reached out and stroked his hair, moving to his face, gently outlining his features with the tip of a finger. She smiled, and turned away, snapping away at the things in his room with a camera.
Slowly his eyelids fluttered, and he began to open his eyes.
She walked around the room, going through his things, once and a while snapping a picture of it.
He leaned his head up slowly, and his eyes began to focus.
She looked over at a picture of Starfire, she paused, picked it up, and studied it carefully. She flipped it over and read the back "Robin, I hope u enjoy this little likeness of me on paper. Love Starfire." She crushed the photo into a ball and stepped on it.
He sat up, shocked to find this girl in his room; he blinked, and swallowed.
She traveled to his CDs and looked through them, pausing every once in a while, looking at the songs.
He stood up, head spinning from getting up to quickly, "who-" he stuttered
She turned around, her swirling about her shoulders, green eyes gleaming. She smiled, and walked closer to him.
"What-"
She came closer
"Stop."
She was a foot away, at the most.
"Get-"
She stood right in front of him, looking at him.
"You have to leave-"
She leaned in and kissed his lips. He backed away, extremely confused, and watched as she smiled at him, twirled around, her black skirt twirling with her, grabbed her camera, and jumped out the window, with out a thud.
He glanced up at the ceiling and promptly fainted.
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A star, small, distant, faraway... beyond reach of anyone or anything. That's what Robin had become... distant, a star. He stayed in the dark, alone and in pain. He was like a solitary, dead rose, alone in the cold.. the loss of Starfire gnawing at him like an icy wind. He was teetering on the brink of insanity, and nothing could change that.
Everyone else in the tower had excepted the fact that Starfire was gone. They missed her, but they knew nothing could bring her back. They had begun to become themselves again, going out for pizza occasionally, doing normal teenage stuff.
Through out it all, Robin remained in the enclosed sanctuary of his mind, sitting alone in his dark room trying to shutout the world, trying to ignore what he felt, trying to become invisible.
~*~
Beyond the walls of the quiet tower lurked a shadow, watching as the titans made their way over the bridge to the city. She noticed, however, that one of their members wasn't there. "Robin." she whispered. She knew that he was inside.
~*~
In his room, Robin slept. He had pleaded off another Titan excursion, insisting that he was ill. He was in the middle of a disturbing dream, sweat running down his neck. He didn't hear his window open, nor did he hear the figure step in side and the window shutting. He tossed and turned, his eyes tightly closed, his teeth clenched. He didn't see the figure walk across the floor of his room, and he didn't see the flash of her green eyes as she made her way towards him. He groaned in dispair at his dream, and rolled onto his back. She reached out her hand, and tentatively reached out and stroked his hair, moving to his face, gently outlining his features with the tip of a finger. She smiled, and turned away, snapping away at the things in his room with a camera.
Slowly his eyelids fluttered, and he began to open his eyes.
She walked around the room, going through his things, once and a while snapping a picture of it.
He leaned his head up slowly, and his eyes began to focus.
She looked over at a picture of Starfire, she paused, picked it up, and studied it carefully. She flipped it over and read the back "Robin, I hope u enjoy this little likeness of me on paper. Love Starfire." She crushed the photo into a ball and stepped on it.
He sat up, shocked to find this girl in his room; he blinked, and swallowed.
She traveled to his CDs and looked through them, pausing every once in a while, looking at the songs.
He stood up, head spinning from getting up to quickly, "who-" he stuttered
She turned around, her swirling about her shoulders, green eyes gleaming. She smiled, and walked closer to him.
"What-"
She came closer
"Stop."
She was a foot away, at the most.
"Get-"
She stood right in front of him, looking at him.
"You have to leave-"
She leaned in and kissed his lips. He backed away, extremely confused, and watched as she smiled at him, twirled around, her black skirt twirling with her, grabbed her camera, and jumped out the window, with out a thud.
He glanced up at the ceiling and promptly fainted.