#yourrealityismine

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//BOTH YOU AND DAVE RN I SWEAR TO GOD//

"Well, well, well..."

The motorcycle skidded to a stop and a cocky grin spread across Johnny's face.

"Back for thirds? You and that little freaky clone you had got the better of me when I owned Jump City's reality, but that's not gonna happen again."

He revved the engine and sped off with a laugh.

"Oh my."

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[Marvel]

[Marvel]

[Hannibal]

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[OUAT]

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[Marvel]

[Resident Evil]

Renly Baratheon - yourrealityismine 

                Slender brows are narrowed in slight mirth as she                 blows a strand of wet hair out of her face. The figure                 in front of her, on a motorcycle, had skidded to a                 stop and splashed a cold puddle at her. Had the                 Titans Leader not been sure of it she would've                 assumed a female biker she knew, Rancid, had a                 brother or something.

                Of course, this world was different from her own. It                 was the reason she ditched her uniform and settled                 for a more civilian appearance. Especially since it                 might be suspicious given there's a boy running                 around in her uniform as well. She intended to                 head to her home -- his home, actually, since it                 seemed every member of her Titans had switched                 genders -- but she first wanted to explore. See what                 else was different.

                                                Unless this was this worlds version of                                                 that egotistical biker she knew. She'd                                                 find out eventually. Oi. Confusing.

The purple haired girl hummed as she drove down the road.  She had just managed to save a girl that was being held as ransom--with her, the police had no fear of walking into the house.  The gun the kidnapper had misfired and they quickly sent the girl back to her grateful parents.  All in all, it had been a fairly good day.

                I'm up all night to--

Her car lurched forward as something bumped into her from behind.  A quick look into the rearview mirror showed the T-car slamming into her small compact.  Another crash, and her car flew over to the side.  Her eyes glowed purple, and the T-car's tires were all slashed.  She breathed a sigh of relief before a thud above her made her screech her brakes to a halt.  A moment later, a chainsaw plunged down and missed her nose by a few decimeters.