Allison L. Walker

[Allison L. Walker]

THERE'S A STORM
ON THE STREETS
B U T Y O U S T I L L D O N ' T RUN
W A T C H I N G A N D W A I T I N G
F O R T H E R A I N T O C O M E


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Just tell me your name
I don't need your number or a date next Saturday
Baby let's act like fools break a few rules
Party the night away

NAME|| Allison Leigh Walker
NICKNAMES|| Alli
AGE/BIRTHDAY|| 726 ; looks 23
GENDER/ORIENTATION|| Female, Straight
SPECIES|| Vampire
CANON|| no


FACE CLAIM|| Laura Vandervoort
HAIR COLOR|| a rich Blonde
EYE COLOR|| purpleish blue. (depends on what colors she’s wearing on which part shows more)
ANIMAL COLOR|| N/A
BLOOD DIET|| Prefers humans, but will settle for blood bags if needed
BUILD|| 6’3”, slim and lean with very slight musculature. Weights 132 lbs soaking wet. Soft oval shaped face
STYLE|| Alli has always stayed at the top of the Fashion chain. Whether it was the long tight fitting linen dresses of the 1200’s, the tightly laced corsets and big dresses of the 17oo’s, or even the short shorts, and tight tank tops of the new decade. Who knows, maybe it was even Alli who started the trends. Alli tends to wear tight fitting low rise pants or shorts, with layered tank tops, or some other cute top and always accessorizes until she looks flawless. Her favorite colors to wear are black, white, purple, or blue. And occasionally when she wants to make a statement bright red. As for foot wear, Alli tends to wear some of the more daring styles: high heels, boots, and very rarely a pair of flip flops. Whatever it is, you can guarantee it’ll be name brand and very expensive. Of course when you’re keeping up with the most popular trends, flawless makeup and stylish hair are also a must. Usually her waist length hair is either kept straight or in slight waves. Though she has been known to curl it or even do a fantastic up do for special occasions.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES|| Her striking purplish eyes, flawless milky skin with high cheekbones and irresistible smile.

PERSONALITY|| Beautiful. Shallow. Determined. Manipulative. Free-spirited.
Allison Walker is one dangerous woman because she cares about little if anything but her own pleasure, and will just as soon cut your heart out as she would sleep with you. Over the last 700+ years, she has made many ‘friends’ among every species simply because she is so manipulative and determined that once she sets her mind to something, there is very little that will turn her off her path. But beware her wrath if you get in the way of one of her conquests. She has been known to go to make a few heads roll in her anger. Alli has been described as shallow or vain very frequently, but beware saying it o her face.

LIKES/STRENGTHS||

• Men
  
• Drinking
  
• Shopping
  
• Fashion
  
• Sweet Blood
  
• Partying
  
• pleasure
  
• flirting
  
• manipulating people to her will
  
• avoiding people she doesn’t want to see
  

DISLIKES/WEAKNESSES||

• Liars
  
• being turned down
  
• getting messy
  
• having to eat blood bags instead of humans
  
• having her plans foiled
  
• very vain/shallow
  
• wooden stake through the heart
  
• vervain
  
• werewolf or hybrid bite
  
• decapitation
  
• heart ripped out
  
• heightened emotions
  
• Fire
  
• invitation into a home
  
• Magic
  

SECRETS/FEARS||

• daddy issues make her act out to get men’s attention
  
• death
  
• that she’s never actually turned anyone since her baby brother who died
  

SKILLS||

• Compulsion
  
• Super strength
  
• super speed
  
• heightened senses
  
• supernatural healing
  
• seduction for personal gain
  

OCCUPATION|| N/A
FAMILY||
William A. Fletcher – 49- Father - Deceased ( since 1309)
Joanna M. Fletcher – 46 – Mother - Deceased (since 1309)
Henry W. Fletcher – 60 – Younger Brother – Deceased (reborn as vampire in 1309, killed in 1353)
Meradith K. Fletcher – 52 – Older Sister – Deceased – 2 children
Mikeal _________ - ? – Vampire Sire
(Unsure of any living relatives)
HOMETOWN|| Stafford, England (1200’s)
HISTORY||

Emily Fletcher (born name) was born the middle child to William and Joanna in the medieval ages. Her family was well off, but not so much as nobility. Emily however was the most beautiful girl in the entire countryside, and a Nobel’s son, Andrew, fell in love with her. For months he courted her, and Joanna and William spent all of their money on the finest gowns to attract the young man’s attention. At last he asked for her hand, and they were to be wed. But days before their ceremony, Andrew was drunk. He harassed Emily until she couldn’t fight anymore, then he beat her severely and raped her. Her father discovered her, and against her urgings insisted on proceeding with the wedding. Emily had always been the least favorite of her father’s children, and he would not let her squeamishness ruin his chance at wealth and nobility. So Emily ran away hiding in the woods for days on end as she watched the village searching for her. On the brink of death from starvation, a man appeared in front of her. He said he could give her the power to get back at the young man, and forced her to drink from his wrist. Disgust filled her, but she was so thirsty that the liquid soothed her scorched throat. And then he snapped her neck and everything went black. The next day she took her first breath as an immortal. The man called himself Mikeal, and he explained to her what she was. At first she couldn’t accept it, but as she remembered more of her memories, her anger over rode everything. That night she went to her fiancé’s house and neutered him before ripping his heart out. A servant of the household saw her though and the next day the whole village assembled to attack her family for harboring a murderer. She was forced by Mikeal to hide until it was safe and rushed forward to find both of her parents dead, and her youngest sibling, Henry, badly burned and on the brink of death. She fed him her blood, and when he passed on, it was only to wake up as a vampire. For almost 50 years they travelled together until a vampire hunter attacked the duo (Mikeal had long since disappeared), and killed Henry. Emily fled in fear for her life and sorrow for her brother, and ventured to America where she hoped to start over. She changed her name to Allison Walker and blended with the locals. Ever since she has travelled the world staying under the radar and following wherever her desire for pleasure has taken her. Recently she has arrived in Mystic Falls drawn by the surge of power from the town, and the mystery that shrouded it.

BEHIND THE SCENES|| Pinki
OTHER CHARACTERS|| Bonnie Bennett, Allison Walker
CONTACT|| pm through site
RP SAMPLE||

(My first post with Bonnie)
She didn’t know why she’d come here. It wasn’t like there was anything for her to find. The spirits of the witches were pissed at her, and rightfully so. If only she’d listened to them and let Jeremy di-. No. She couldn’t think of that. Jeremy was too precious to her. And she would have never been able to look Elena in the face again if her best friend had found out that there was something she could have done to save Jeremy and she hadn’t done it. Things were already precarious enough between them. Bonnie knelt on the dust covered floor and glared into the stubs of candles that littered the basement of the old witches resting place. Silence. The witches didn’t want her there anymore. It seemed like no one did. It wasn’t that anyone had said anything out loud to her, but she couldn’t help but get an inkling of a feeling. Damon only wanted her around when it was useful to him as if she was some kind of toy. Elena always seemed busy trying to find a way to save Stefan from a fate worse than death. Carolyn… well Carolyn was a vampire. And though she’d reconciled that the bossy blond girl who had been her best friend since 1st grade was now a blood sucking monster, she just got the heebie jeebies around her sometimes. Besides it seemed like Carolyn was all caught up in her dilemma about Tyler to notice Bonnie anymore. Hell, the only person who had actually ever seemed to enjoy having her around for more than just personal gain was Jeremy and he was stuck at work today.

So Bonnie had wandered off on her own to the old witch house hoping that she might find some kind of answer there. But of course there was nothing. With a patient sigh she closed her eyes again and concentrated on trying to contact the witches again. She would defiantly need their help if she was going to be able to kill Klaus and rescue Stefan. She couldn’t do it on her own. But her mental shout garnered no response. A soft sadness over took her as she realized that she was going to be on her own for this one. Grams wasn’t even going to be able to help her out of this mess. Reluctantly Bonnie pushed herself up to her feet and brushed the dust off her jeans before heading up the stairs and out of the door. It was just a house now and she wasn’t going to find any answers. This time would have been better spent studying her grimoirs back in her room. Her black sneakers crunched in the dead leaves as she stepped off the porch wrapped in her own thoughts and angled towards town. She was so wrapped up in thoughts of Grams, and Jeremy and everything that was going on that she didn’t even notice the woman walking towards her until she was about 20 feet away, and when she did she froze in her tracks cautiously.

What was this woman doing way out here? No one was supposed to have known about this place. “You wouldn’t be able to tell me if I’m getting any closer to the old witches’ house, could you?” Her voice was cheerful enough, but Bonnie couldn’t help the nagging suspicion in her mind. Who was this woman, and how on earth did she know about the witch house? Luka and Jonas hadn’t even been able to find it, and she certainly wouldn’t have known had it not been for Damon knowing where it was. She fought to keep her face pleasant and not let the suspicion show as the woman continued speaking. “I was curious, but no one seems to know anything about it, so I went wandering.” Well that was good then. She didn’t know exactly where it was, but who was she, and why was she interested? Was she working for Klaus? “Uh Witch house? Y-you don’t actually believe that stuff do you?” She offered an apologetic smile even though it was a little strained around the edges. “Well there’s nothing out here… Sorry.” She shifted herself uncomfortably hoping this woman would just take her on her word. “You must be new around here…? I haven’t seen you around before.”

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[Eva]

Moved!