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Sabrina Looker

Flame - The Fallen Hero

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a character in “Hazardous”, as played by thenotsoinnocent

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SABRINA LOOKER
FIRE MANIPULATION

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TWENTY-FOUR || OMNISEXUAL || UNITED STATES OF AMERICA || #BF0000



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“One little spark can lead to ruins.”

To put it simple Flame can create, shape, and manipulate fire. She has pretty good control of her power. If she focuses enough, she can turn flames into shapes and lead them. Though, her power does dehydrate and take energy from her after too much use. Usually when she finishes using her power, her temperature drops to an uncomfortable level. Flame always manages to get to her normal temperature, but she dislikes feeling cold. Normally her body temperature runs at 110 degrees Fahrenheit.

If Flame is somewhere that lacks oxygen, she can’t make big flames or even hold a small one for long. If her skin becomes wet with water, it is hard for her to make flames. She usually must dry off her hands first at least before being able to make fire. Water can extinguish the flames she makes. Lastly Flame can use her powers in the extreme cold, but it takes a lot out of her. Also, she can’t produce impressive flames or do much things with them in the extreme cold.



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P E R S O N A L I T Y

“Do you really want to get to know me?”

Flame is that candle that’ll burn your house down because you forgot about it. After the incident, Flame discovered she had a sadistic nature. She is mean and enjoys it. Flame could care less about the world or humans. She doesn’t even remember what it is like to be generous and kind. It wasn’t like her generosity and kindness were appreciated before. She had been left for dead. The only person Flame cares about is herself. She doesn’t believe in fairness. Flame just believes in doing what is best for herself.

As a hero, Flame was known as Phoenix. Phoenix was a kind, generous, and helpful hero. She always protected the innocent. Phoenix did everything she had to, so she could save lives. Phoenix died though. Flame has forgotten that part of herself. It is buried deep down inside of her like a tiny, squishy, and warm center. When Flame thinks of Phoenix, she sees it as one of the people she was in a past life. Flame couldn’t imagine going back to being Phoenix. Even if she wanted to, it would be too late. Flame had gone and committed to the dark side.

When Flame isn’t being sadistic, she is rather serious and mature. She is careful. She will always considers her options. Flame always need to think of how something may benefit or harm her. So, she needs to make sure to think things through. Therefore, it is difficult for others to anger her. She isn’t one to let her anger get to her. If it does get to her and you caused it, you may just want to run or kill yourself. If Flame gets to you, she will torture you and maybe even burn you alive. If she is angry enough, she’ll just burn you alive.



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B A C K S T O R Y

“Left for dead.”

Sabrina Looker was born to two wonderful parents in San Francisco. Her parents ran a small tea and bakery shop, Oops. She was a good student and helped her parents often. The shop was where Sabrina discovered her powers. There was a fire one day and she was able to grab the flame before it grew. Her parents, mostly her dad, were surprised. Her mom wasn’t surprised as her grandmother had the same gift. They sent Sabrina off to live with Grandmother Gladys on a farm in the middle of nowhere. She trained and taught her to use her power. On the farm is where Sabrina met William, who later became Ash. He was on the farm to the left. They shared their secret of their powers and promised to become superheroes. They grew up together, trained, and went off to be heroes.

The two became Phoenix and Ash. The superhero duo. They would travel the USA to help stop villains and put them away. Mostly, they stayed in California because Phoenix had to take over the shop. They, mainly Phoenix, would help keep the forest fires to a minimum. Ash would help with planning. He had the power to suck away or give a person’s life source. They always trained hard and had niffy gadgets to help them with crimes or help the people in their country. The duo was great and where often asked to help outside their territory. They even traveled to other countries. The duo broke up on a trip to Asia. There was a villain there causing chaos on Mount Everest. He caused earthquakes on the mountains that killed tourist and many others. He wanted the mountain, so he could make a statue of himself.

The villain was the most treacherous and dangerous villain they faced. In the end Flame ended up buried under an avalanche. Ash and rescuers looked for her for about a day. They had to stop looking because a bad storm began happening on the mountain. Phoenix barely survived. She woke up and moved through the snow. Somehow, she made it down the mountain. Though, she fainted, and someone found her. They took her to the hospital. When Phoenix woke up, she was heartbroken. She only thought of how her she had been left for dead. She saved the people, and they gave up on looking for her. Ash hadn’t even bothered to save her, and she saved his life so many times. This was how Phoenix fell to villainy. She burned the hospital down and Flame came out of the ashes. People tried to reason with her, but it didn’t work out. She went on a rampage, burning cities at a time. It was Ash who captured her and sent her to the prison.



So begins...

Sabrina Looker's Story

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Character Portrait: Misery Jones Character Portrait: Chas Loren Character Portrait: Taron Credence Ilyin Character Portrait: Sabrina Looker

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ImageThe last thing Misery remembered was a brown smoke seeping in through the vents in her cells ceiling. The cells in Birdcage were big enough that they never had to risk moving the inmates around of giving them any ‘yard time’. Which was understandable, Misery had always used yard time to escape, or maim other inmates. In the Birdcage she hadn’t even know who her other inmates were. Though some days you could hear screams of fury through the thick walls. The only sign in eight years that she wasn’t alone in there.

The food would appear three times daily like clockwork, dropping from the ceiling in a tightly sealed paper box. Gross, dry food that didn’t require refrigeration of preparation. Food that sustained life, but could hardly be considered a luxury.
Now everything was dark, a rocking motion and jostling brought her back to the present. Misery’s vision was blurry and her extremities tingled. Where was she? What happened? She could hear metallic clinking and as her eyes sight sharpened up she could make out shapes from the light filtering in.

As her brain started engaging and her senses started coming back to her, she realised she was in the back of an armoured van, the walls being clearly reinforced as all outside sounds were dulled. Hence the jostling as the van drove over a presumably bumpy, rural road. She tried moving her hands, but they were attached to a heavy chain, the other end of which was tightened around the wrists of a small child. The other occupants of the van were equally chained up, and were either still out cold or drifting into consciousness like her.

There was a dulled thump, and Misery was thrown from the bench as the Van rocked violently before all the jostling and rocking stopped. She could hear people yelling outside the van, though the reinforced nature of the walls dulled the words. She frowned, still feeling blurry and a bit off. She tried to get up at head to the door at the back, but the chains pulled her back.

She jerked chain hard to pull the boy with her. “We need to get out of here.” Her voice was quiet and croaky, whatever shit they had gassed her with was clearly still in her system. But she was present enough to at least realise whatever was happening outside, this was her chance. She put her palms up to the door and blasted cold at it, causing frost to climb up the door and coat it. Super-freezing the metal, and hopefully making it brittle.

She kicked at the door with her feet. Still bare-foot and dressed in yellow overalls, as was the inmate uniform in the Birdcage. She rammed it with her shoulder and felt it give a little. “This is our chance.” She said with a hoarse voice, hoping that her fellow inmates had a way of getting out, or at least more core strength than her.



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Character Portrait: Misery Jones Character Portrait: Chas Loren Character Portrait: Taron Credence Ilyin Character Portrait: Sabrina Looker

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Flame felt like shit. The last thing she remembered was doing push-ups in her cell. She didn’t remember anything after that. Her eyes fluttered open but closed a second later. From what she saw, she knew she wasn’t in her cell. Currently her heart was pounding, she felt nausea, and she felt like she was burning up. The sound of metallic clinking irritated her. What the hell is that sound? She was curious, but her body felt heavy. Her eyes only opened when she rocked off the bench. Anger warmed her blood.

Lucky for her, she was able to stay on her feet. Her ever changing green eyes took in her soundings. She ended up staring at her chains. She wasn’t happy that she was attached to a young man. Her unhappiness grew when she saw he was attached to a child. To make it worst, the child was attached to a bald woman. Flame’s own hair was loose and out. She stayed stilled as she tried to listen to the yelling. Flame wasn’t sure if she couldn’t make the words out because she was in the vehicle or because she felt drugged. Her eyes went to Egg, the bald woman, as she went to the door. A small smile graced her lips. Where does she think she is going? Did she forget about the chains?

Despite wanting to make a joke at Egg’s expense, she stood fully to her height of 5’1”. Flame changed the woman’s nickname to Frosty when she saw her blast the door. She got as close to the door as she could while being chained. Once Frosty wasn’t touching the door, Flame took a slow and deep breath. When Frosty finished speaking, she blasted the door with blue flames. She closed her eyes for a second as the heat radiated off the door. It felt nice. She thought she heard the door crack or creak a bit. Flame was not sure. She was sure when her vision blurred. She had made the flames extra hot and it took a good chunk out of her. She wouldn’t be blasting anything else any time soon. The metal touching her skin felt hot, but she did not mind. She wondered if the man's chains got warm or even hot.

She yanked her chains hard, so she could walk closer to the door. Flame leaned forwarded to feel the heat fade quicker than it should have from the door. She frowned a bit and could imagine what the weather was like outside. May as well try my strength out. I have been just exercising since being locked up. "If you see guards, attack…unless you want to end up locked up again. Also, if everyone else doesn’t help with this door, we may as well take a seat," she said.

“Three…two…” she paused as she braced herself for what she was about to do, “One!” She flung herself forward to push door. Flame just hoped the others went to do the same. She didn’t really feel like getting jerked back, especially if the man next to her stayed still. Maybe she’d burn his face off if he decided to stay in his spot.