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[color=a187be][h3]  ℕ 𝕒 𝕞 𝕖          [/h3][/color] 
Allison Revel
[color=a187be][h3]  𝔸 𝕘 𝕖       [/h3][/color]
18
[color=a187be][h3]  ℍ 𝕖 𝕚 𝕘 𝕙 𝕥          [/h3][/color] 
5'7"
[color=a187be][h3]  𝕎 𝕖 𝕚 𝕘 𝕙 𝕥         [/h3][/color] 
138lb.

[color=a187be][h3]  𝔸 𝕡 𝕡 𝕖 𝕒 𝕣 𝕒 𝕟 𝕔 𝕖        [/h3][/color]
[img]http://i.imgur.com/P0QdEYA.jpg?1[/img]
(a description will probably be added as well. Expect that soon.)
[color=a187be][h3]  ℙ 𝕖 𝕣 𝕤 𝕠 𝕟 𝕒 𝕝 𝕚 𝕥 𝕪         [/h3][/color] 
Most people who've known Allison for a short period of time might refer to her as one of the nicest people they've ever met. She seems kind, considerate, and unabashedly honest, and for all intents and purposes she is, or atleast she tries to be. Allison is the sort of person who tries to be as likeable as possible, but in an honest way. Being a lowest common denominator sort of likeable is something that Allison sees as counterintuitive and fake. Allison would rather be honest and lose out on a few people than live a lie.

As honest as Allison is, she isn't against messing with people, and as anyone who's known her for a while might tell you, there is a reason she has earned the endearing title of "unrelenting bitch". To her, there is nothing more fun than treating others as playthings and toying with them, pulling on their heartstrings and such. While she does enjoy messing with people, she does so lovingly. Why would she go to the effort of toying with someone she didn't care about in the slightest?

Beyond the friendly, playful girl lies the aberration taunted by an unsightly stigma. To put it bluntly, Allison wants to fuck anything that moves, and that gets old real fast. Allison spends every day irritated, keeping up appearances and attempting to ignore her own thoughts. 

[color=a187be][h3]  ℍ 𝕚 𝕤 𝕥 𝕠 𝕣 𝕪         [/h3][/color] 
Allison was originally quite against going to USARLIN east, wanting to stay far away from any sort of government or military body. According to her account, a young man that she refuses to name was quite convincing, and he brought the both of them to the government's attention. She claimed that they were taken to USARLIN east together, but no evidence of the young man's existence has been found. The "young man" was determined to most likely be an aspect of Allison's stigma. Allison still seems convinced that the young man was real, describing several encounters with the man, as well as a detailed physical description, though she is adamant that his name should never be spoken.

[color=a187be][h3]  𝕄 𝕒 𝕘 𝕚 𝕔         [/h3][/color] 
[color=a187be][b][u]Shard of Dissonance[/u][/b][/color]
Allison can manifest a blade of energy. This blade resembles a dagger of some sort, though it's exact design seems to differ to all who look at it. The shard cannot cut through living matter, and instead passes through it, though it is capable of effortlessly cutting through inanimate objects/nonliving material. The shard is also capable of disrupting the abilities of other mages. If the shard comes into contact with a caster, any magic being cast is immediately disrupted for the duration that the shard stays in contact, and the caster becomes unable to cast for that duration. After a minute of being active, or if Allison drops the shard, it will dissipate, and cannot be manifested again for three minutes. The stronger the target that's disrupted, the greater the strain.

[color=a187be][h3]  𝔻 𝕣 𝕖 𝕒 𝕞        [/h3][/color] 
[color=9e0b0f]"What a wonderful night."[/color] He spoke with blatant sarcasm as he laid back in the bed.

[color=a187be]"I'd rather not recall it. I can't believe you convinced me to..."[/color] Her words were groggy and sluggish, nearly stumbling over each other. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Yea, yea. Forget about it, Alli."[/color] She playfully glared at him. He knew that she hated being called that. [color=9e0b0f]"Come over here. Let's just forget about today for a bit."[/color] He held out his arms to her from across the bed. 

[color=a187be]"Actually, I'm not sure if I'm up to it tonight. I'd rather just sleep. It's been an exhausting day."[/color] She felt as if the weight of the world was on her shoulders, and the man next to her seemed to be the cause of most of that, yet staring into his peculiar red eyes was the most comforting thing. [color=a187be]"Tommorow, babe, I promise."[/color] She leaned over to kiss him before resigning herself to sleep. Just before she closed her eyes, something seemed to fall from the ceiling, impaling itself in her chest. She felt the blade pierce through her heart, and it hurt like nothing else. The excruciating pain seemed to replace the emotional weight that had been crushing her moments before. Her heart was filled by pain, though, in that pain it was whole.

[color=a187be][h3]  ℕ 𝕚 𝕘 𝕙 𝕥 𝕞 𝕒 𝕣 𝕖         [/h3][/color] 
There he was. Right above her. Motionless. Silent. His eyes were a piercing red, wide open, staring directly into her soul. She felt powerless. She knew she couldn't do anything in this moment, only stare into those piercing, unblinking eyes. Though, she felt an overwhelming sense of joy in that moment, and it felt strange and wrong, but it felt wonderful, even as she felt his blood slowly dripping down the length of the blade that had impaled the both of them. The blade had cut through his heart, and she knew that he was dead. No, not dead, gone, forgotten, a voice lost to the wind. And she, well she had no physical wound. The blade simply sat in her chest, yet her heart was not pierced. There was a hole in her heart. though, one that the blade could not fill.

[color=a187be][h3]  𝔸 𝕨 𝕒 𝕜 𝕖 𝕟 𝕚 𝕟 𝕘          [/h3][/color] 
Aberration

[indent][color=a187be]  𝕊 𝕥 𝕚 𝕘 𝕞 𝕒         [/color][/indent]
Allison is plagued by insatiable lust. Basically, she has the urge to fuck anything that moves. Unsuprisngly, this gets old really fast. Most of the time, Allison is extremely frustrated, attempting to ignore the stigma by thinking about anything else. Even when she gives in to her urges, they are not sated. Only horrible violence seems to calm her urges. So, it's like bloodlust, but with actual lust.
[color=a187be][h3]  𝔸 𝕣 𝕞 𝕒 𝕞 𝕖 𝕟 𝕥 𝕤          [/h3][/color]
N/A

[color=a187be][h3]  𝕋 𝕙 𝕖 𝕞 𝕖  𝕊 𝕠 𝕟 𝕘 𝕤          [/h3][/color]
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In the interest of time and getting you into the IC faster, I will overlook the appearance description for now (you don't [i]have[/i] to have one in addition to an image, but if you plan on adding one, feel free to do so later).

Accepted. Resized the image slightly.

[url=http://pastebin.com/s9RyNQ0F]Allison's CS Code[/url]