Updated 6/3/14
I'm bored, so I thought I'd share with you a few websites online that you can design your characters! There are tons of websites out there, these are just a few.
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This website is by far the best superhero generator I've found. Basically you use it to make your character in costume. They have endless options of costume parts for both male and female characters, and they even allow you to move parts around, resize them, and color them. You can save the character to the game, and then load it later, but if you want to save an image to the computer, you have to take a screenshot....

Name: Roxanne "Roxy" Conners
Age: 37 (age when she died)
Status: deceased
Relations: husband- Riley Conners (deceased), son- Daemian Weston (deceased), son- Declan Conners, daughter- Aryess Weston
Physical Appearance: fair hair, sky-blue eyes, 5'8", slim build- slight muscle
Personality: stubborn, kind, strong willed
Titles: Mistress of Revenge, Angel
History: Was born and raised in Venice, Italy as Roxanne Weston. Her parents tried to protect their only child from their family's secret: each generation of their ancestors had sent their lineage to the temple of the League of Shadows in hopes that...

Oops, accidently deleted this. It’s the same Owl King as before!

Bodies leaned over standing-tables and elbowed to get a place at the bar. Voices filled the air in layers until it was a constant roar of noise. Amidst it all, a young woman in a short, sparkling aquamarine dress slipped through the bodies. She emerged from the crowd as she reached the bar, feeling a moment of respite from the suffocating stench of acrid cigarette drags, fruity e-cig puffs, and stifling body sweat. Her eyes seemed to scan the row of amber bottles on the back wall in front of a long mirror. Really, she was watching...

Seraph grabbed onto Shane's wrist and strapped the watch on before speaking. "The date is already set. The moment you get there, your guardian will immediately enroll you in their same school, and you will live with her." Shane's eyes went out of focus as Seraph continued to talk, his gaze focused on the ground. Emerald eyes were torn away only when their was a fist in his hair, jerking his head upwards. "Listen to me, you shit. I don't care what you feel about the situation, you are going to do this. I don't care how you get close, or how you get on that team. Do it." He hissed and hit a button...

She could hear a clicking of a keyboard in the kitchen. The noise had given her dreams of her father, working on his typewriter at all hours of the night while she slept on the couch in their tiny two-bedroom apartment in London. Waking to a pounding headache to find herself alone in the dark had sent shivers down her spine. Worse was the ache of thirst in her throat. So despite her reluctance to face the warlock after the drunken outburst she unfortunately remembered well, Ana padded out of the guest room to the kitchen.
At least she had her own clothes back on now, dried from the rain. It...

The crystal lake stretched out before them, glittering like millions of diamonds in the afternoon sun. Similar light reflected off the freshly fallen snow, shone through the dripping icicles of tree branches. The scene was a well painted Winter Wonderland.
The man clad in a coat as white as the surrounding snow tossed his dark gloves away and took his girlfriend's soft hands in his. He lead her onto the crystal ice. Their stolen ice skates slid quietly over the glass-like surface beneath their feet. Aleksander found the sound as soothing as the breeze whistling through the frozen trees, but...

Fang was awoken by the sound of a knock, the male groaning and kicking the blankets off of his body. He looked over at the clock, it was nearly 8 AM but Fang hadn't been asleep long. The male coughed and spit into the trash can as he walked past, slowly trudging down the stairs. "Finally get to rest without waking up every hour and I get woken up by a knock." He grumbled, pulling a shirt over his bare chest, unlocking the door. Fang sighed and slowly opened the door, staring down at red hair. "Go home, Tobias." He said, already beginning to shut the door. "Wait!" The red head stuck his foot...

Name: Crisbela Attica Antonia De La Cruz

Age: She never says and so is thought to be around 17-19 years of age

Eyes: Light Blue
Hair: Short Black
Height: 5'6 (171 centimeters)

Familial: Sister - Verona

Outfit: Blue, white and gold military jacket and a white pleated skirt with blue and gold accents (pic)

Powers/Weapons: Echolocation, thermal and heat sensor (she can see the thermal image of people and objects if she chooses to), can hear extremely well (even the littlest sounds such as a heartbeat in the other room), can create a strong force field around herself and things she touches, along with...

Rules for Taking Care of Elizabeth

1.    Her bedtime is 9 o'clock on weekdays and 9:30 on weekends

2.    She is NOT allowed to have sweets after 6 o'clock

3.    Every night, she must brush her teeth, wash her face, all that stuff before bed

4.    NO TV after 7:30 and no scary movies after 6 o'clock

5.    She is allergic to walnuts and almonds. If she eats one, her face will blotch up and get puffy

6.    If you take her outside, make sure she is with you 24/7. She will run away...