RP: Viva la Revolution: Vasantarian Trance
Name: Allie Asker
Weight: 120 lbs
Notes: She has slightly tan skin.
Appearance: Allie is a perpetual frowner, and if she ever stops frowning she might even look pretty. Her hair is shoulder length, modestly cut and groomed. Her clothes are unspectacular as they're mostly old hand-me-downs from her mother and clothes she was able to scrape from charity.
Personality/Character: Allie is a serious, although bitter and perhaps a bit careless, woman. She has an intense, deep seated hatred of everyone in Sector α, and doesn't trust any middle class citizens. She believes that the need for technology and wealth is a mental plague which she calls worse than the Hel Desperatio. She's not afraid to lie and make threats in order to get her way. She can be insensitive when it comes to the plight of others; always claiming that she has suffered tenfold what any other person could have experienced whenever she offends anyone. She is by large unhappy. She hates her miserable lifestyle in Sector ε, but loathes the thought of becoming like the people Sector α, or even Sector γ. She considers herself talentless, mostly because she never tried to figure out of if she has any talents. All she wants to do is make everyone in Sector α hurt as much as she does.
History: Since her childhood, all Allie has known is poverty, at least that's what she thinks. She's changed her story so much over the years that even she has forgotten her true origin. Either way, she has lived her life at the absolute bottom of the barrel. Even most people in Sector ε look down on her. Allie lived her childhood in and out of orphanages, and her adult life in out of jails and asylums. Once she entered her twenties, Allie had gotten tired of lashing out for attention, since it finally dawned on her that no one really cared and she was thrown in jails and asylums because she was a public nuisance.
Allie believes that her mother is a woman named Deliah Asker, and her only reason for believing this is the fact that Deliah Asker was the sender of a package full of woman's clothes that arrived at her apartment months ago. Allie decided to take up the surname Asker as she had gone without one for so long. It made her feel strangely happy for once. So Allie tucked away the fact that her neighbor was named Asker and the package was most likely sent to the wrong address, and took on her new name.