The Book Of Law

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In a modern city, 1990


The rain poured down on window, the ghastly sinister puff of wind could be heard stroking off the window pane. A young man, crying as he held a baby in his arms. His hair was blonde, he wore a formal suit, the jacket closed over his white shirt. He rocked the baby, making the young girl fall into a deep sleep. She was at peace.


"Mr. Frame," A doctor entered the room.


Mr. Frame simply hushed the other man, looking down upon his daughter, holding her tightly, feeling her pulse, making sure that she was still with him.


"Sir, Is there anything you would like to say?" The Doctor asked, his voice lowered.


Mr. Frame raised his head. He didn't speak, he stared at the doctor as he approached him.


"My wife is dead..." Mr. Frame said quietly. "Dead..., because of her..." He spoke down to the baby.


The Doctor wished he could say something. Something to say that it wasn't the young girls fault. The mother had simply bled to death, they couldn't control the bleeding, it was his fault. The mother had suffered heavy burns from inside the womb, it was a freak accident, and unexplainable from a medical point of view.


"Mr. Frame, we need to examine your daughter, she may have the same ... illness as your wife." The Doctor said.


"Three hours after I was married... she was 2 weeks premature..., why did it happen? today of all days..." Mr. Frame handed the baby to the Doctor, he removed his glasses, wiping the tears he shed on them with a small white hankerchief.


"Call her Carole, I'll be back in the morning." Mr. Frame said not looking at the Doctor. He stood in a perfect posture, putting his glasses back on, as the doctor exited the room, Frame exited as well.


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Days had passed, and Carole's results came back negative. She was an awfully perculiar baby, she would worry her father majorly for the rest of her childhood, her body tempature raising, immediatley making her father think that she was in serious trouble. But soon, Carole's tempature went down. The crisis was avoided, it left the doctors confused and curious. So when Carole was 9, she was tested on. The results were terrible. The medical lab burst into flames, like a forest fire, the entire lab caught fire immediatley, Carole escaped the lab without a single mark. A screaming nurse, branded her a demi-devil infront of her father.


Frame pulled her out of school, he deserted the suburbs and fled to the country-side. He educated his daughter himself. They were isolated in nature, and Carole's only contact with the outside world was her computer. She was under strict rules never to leave the house. Or they would kill her. The isolation made her lonely, and soon that was turned into bitterness, resentment towards her father. She wanted to escape her prison without bars and flee, if only for one night, she wanted to see real people.


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Hopefully this is sucessful but it will be a little bit confusing. The story is modern, so guns are allowed. As you may have guessed, Carole is cursed with a sickness which allows things to ignite into flames. I guess you could call it a super-power or an ability.


This is an rp full of Demons, monsters, and of course, evil corporate suits. But, Carole isn't the only one cursed with an ability. There are others, cursed with different powers since birth. Some, have managed to control their abilities, some have been branded outcasts or freaks by society.


So, any questions? Just ask
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I Just have one rule(apart from the obvious), if you choose to have a power, it has to be different from everyone else. It can be anything from controlling electricity, to creating icicles, to super strenght.


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Name:
Age:
Gender:
Weapon:
Power: (If any)
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Bio: (Just a line or two stating their basic life, I want it to be vague, but planned out so you can reveal it in the story, It's very important you put some depth into your character, or you may lose interest in them)


Name: Carole Frame
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Weapon: None
Power: Fire/Control of body heat.
Appearance: Her short blonde hair tips off onto her shoulders, her eyes are blue. She is about 5'6 in size and very skinny.
Bio: Carole lived a difficult life with her father after her mother died in child-birth. She thinks of herself as a prisoner, and believe the outside world is cruel.

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I guess that I'll join. I just hope that my rping hasn't gotten rusty since I haven't rped in a while. Well, I really hope that this gets off to a great start because it sounds as if it could be a great rp.


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Name: Joshua Hikaru

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Nickname: The Damned Angel

Hand Preference: Ambidextrous

Weapon: He always keeps two weapons with him, no matter where he goes - a dagger with a rippled blade and a dragon engraved on the handle, and specially designed pistol with a distinctive over and under barrel with two different inscriptions on both sides that read "condemnant quod non intellegunt" and "Aut viam inveniam aut faciam"

Power: Has a weird power which causes two pitch black razor-sharp wings to appear from Joshua's back. He can use the wings for a multitude of purposes, such as flying, use of the razor-sharp feathers to slice through almost any material.

Personality: Joshua is the kind of person that will put the well-being of somebody else over his own. He can be a loner at times and has been known to charge into things without thinking.

Appearance:
Hair: His hair is dark brown with several streaks of blood-red through it goes down to the bottom of his neck in the back, but only slightly covers up the top half of his eyes in the front.
Eyes: He has bi-color eyes, his left one is a dark, deep oceanic blue while the right one is a very dark red, almost crimson.
Clothes: He wears a necklace that has two wings-one wing is angelic and the other one is demonic, in the center of it. He wears a dark blue windbreaker jacket over his black t-shirt and cargo pants that stop right above his sneakers. He also wears black gloves on his hands and two wristbands on his right wrist.

Bio: Joshua was originally born to a normal, everyday loving family and the for the majority of his life, couldn't have asked for anything more. But, one day his wings finally formed and well, when the news reached the rest of the town, the whole town came after him and his parents calling them devil worshippers. His parents were both killed by the mob that day, but not before they made sure that Joshua would have a chance of living. Before the mob finally broke into the house, Joshua's mother used a dagger that had been a family heirloom for years to cut through and cut off Joshua's newly formed wings at the point where they connected to his back. They then rushed Joshua out of the back door, handing him the dagger on his way, and told him to leave and go as far away as he could.

Character Theme: Falling Inside the Black by Skillet

Battle Theme: Architecture of Aggression by Megadeth

Quote: "Maybe we are different, but just because we are doesn't mean that we still aren't human beings."