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Anastasia Psomas
Phoenix
Phoenix
Basic Information
| Name |
Anastasia 'Alison' Psomas.
| Date of Birth |
February 2nd, 1994
| Gender |
Female
| Sexuality |
Demisexual
| Occupation |
Plays the Acoustic Guitar – has devoted much of her life to it. During the day Alison works as a Nurse.
| In-Depth Appearance |
Alison is typically in rough shape. She works night the morning shift from three A.M. to one P.M. Ten hour shifts don't treat her well. On the plus side, with the relatively permanent bags under her eyes she doesn't make huge investments in eye shadow. Small victories.
Physically she is rather small, yet fit. Most of the damage her incessant smoking and drinking does to her body has been repaired by her rather repetitive deaths. She has long dark brown hair that manages to grace the top of her back that is often rather messy, somewhat strung out and pushed out of her face with haste.
She has had a few tattoos but immolation is a dandy thing. Ink doesn’t typically survive it. As such her skin is actually rather immaculate often times, however bad habits typically catch up to her and she ends up with a black eye or a fat lip eventually.
Alison stands around 5’4 and is often found wearing an old T-shirt and her jeans or her scrubs. When it’s really cold out she can sometimes be found wearing a jumper or a green camo jacket she purchased when she first ran away. She purposefully bought it so that shew would grow into it, but she never really did. She wasn’t sure that if that was just genetics or if it was her capacity to self-immolate. It could be both.
Physically she is rather small, yet fit. Most of the damage her incessant smoking and drinking does to her body has been repaired by her rather repetitive deaths. She has long dark brown hair that manages to grace the top of her back that is often rather messy, somewhat strung out and pushed out of her face with haste.
She has had a few tattoos but immolation is a dandy thing. Ink doesn’t typically survive it. As such her skin is actually rather immaculate often times, however bad habits typically catch up to her and she ends up with a black eye or a fat lip eventually.
Alison stands around 5’4 and is often found wearing an old T-shirt and her jeans or her scrubs. When it’s really cold out she can sometimes be found wearing a jumper or a green camo jacket she purchased when she first ran away. She purposefully bought it so that shew would grow into it, but she never really did. She wasn’t sure that if that was just genetics or if it was her capacity to self-immolate. It could be both.
Who Am I?
| Personality |
♦ Outspoken ♦ Determined ♦ Aggressive ♦ Hopeful ♦
Alison been through a lot. It's the amount of pain she's physicaly suffered in her life that both demotivates her and pushes her to do more. On one hand, she'll always attempt to intervene in a robbery or something to that effect. She's hopeful for the future because she knows that her entire future may never end. She's aggressive because getting punched for her words doesn't hurt nearly as much as being immolated while she is recreated molecule by molecule. Her determination comes from the same source.
While those are all arguably benefits of her immortality, she also has a very difficult time processing emotions, specifically positive ones. She doesn't believe that anything can last unless it burns as bright as she does. Unfortunately this means that her love life has been incredibly lacking. In Alison's own outspoken way of saying things:
"I haven't been laid since a Bush was running North America."
She's very much no longer a Christian, devout or otherwise. She has trouble believing in much of anything lately. In an argument she is highly likely to take the side of an other over a human. General lack of trust with humans started with the mugger who killed her first and ended with her parents, who from her checking up, are incredibly anti-other. In this way she has potentially become slightly xenophobic, fearing what humanity might do should they finally learn all of this planet's secret.
Alison has considered ending her own life before, but with the inability to do such a thing she maintains a rather upbeat outtake. She's stuck there, she may as well have it her way. She used to smoke nearly a pack of cigarettes a day. However, she has managed to avoid damaging people's nostrils by recently using an electronic cigarette with nicotine. Though she has an emergency pack of smokes, should she get shot or something.
Her voice is typically inflected and rather emotive for someone as numb as she is, but she's a fine actor. She laughs rather easily, however she's also commonly bored.
While those are all arguably benefits of her immortality, she also has a very difficult time processing emotions, specifically positive ones. She doesn't believe that anything can last unless it burns as bright as she does. Unfortunately this means that her love life has been incredibly lacking. In Alison's own outspoken way of saying things:
"I haven't been laid since a Bush was running North America."
She's very much no longer a Christian, devout or otherwise. She has trouble believing in much of anything lately. In an argument she is highly likely to take the side of an other over a human. General lack of trust with humans started with the mugger who killed her first and ended with her parents, who from her checking up, are incredibly anti-other. In this way she has potentially become slightly xenophobic, fearing what humanity might do should they finally learn all of this planet's secret.
Alison has considered ending her own life before, but with the inability to do such a thing she maintains a rather upbeat outtake. She's stuck there, she may as well have it her way. She used to smoke nearly a pack of cigarettes a day. However, she has managed to avoid damaging people's nostrils by recently using an electronic cigarette with nicotine. Though she has an emergency pack of smokes, should she get shot or something.
Her voice is typically inflected and rather emotive for someone as numb as she is, but she's a fine actor. She laughs rather easily, however she's also commonly bored.
| Likes & Dislikes |
✔ Coming of age Films (Boyhood, Breakfast Club, etc).
✔ Singing
✔ Playing Music with others
✔ Coffee & Cigarettes
✔ Nice sunglasses
✔ Cuddling
✔ Falling asleep with someone
✘ Scared shitless of dying
✘ Emotions
✘ Being asked to give a shit
✘ Many humans
✘ Organized Religion
✘ Crime
✘ Soap-Operas
✔ Singing
✔ Playing Music with others
✔ Coffee & Cigarettes
✔ Nice sunglasses
✔ Cuddling
✔ Falling asleep with someone
✘ Scared shitless of dying
✘ Emotions
✘ Being asked to give a shit
✘ Many humans
✘ Organized Religion
✘ Crime
✘ Soap-Operas
| History |
Alison, can unfortunately not speak for many Phoenix’s – or rather, any of them. She does not know who her actual birth parents are as she’s pretty sure that the parents who raised her had nothing to do with conceiving a self-immolating, fire wielding monster. Perhaps that was being a little hard, but to truly understand where Alison was coming from you’d have to know how it started.
She was raised a devout Christian. She went to a private Christian school, said grace before eating, read the bible for fun. She even had a songbook about Christ. She was devout, okay?
Alright, so one day, Alison gets asked to pick up some milk from the corner store. This is April 15th 2004 and Alison is ten years old, that’ll come up in a moment. She walked in, grabbed a carton of milk and was on her way out, that’s when he walked in. He wore a hoodie, one hand in his pocket, wanted to buy a pack of gum, you know where this is going.
He pulled the gun, but the guy across the counter looked pretty damn burly, so he pointed it at Alison. It was strange, really. She didn’t even know he had pointed it at her at first, kept impatiently clicking her tongue until he started swearing.
“Don’t say the lord’s name in vain.” She would say. In her adorable squeaky ten year old voice. Embarrassing, but it’s the truth. She was a young devout Christian girl after all.
He had the cash, dragged her out through the back – but if you’ve ever been in the back of a corner store you know that exit sets off the fire alarm. So there it went, he’s standing there like a dumbass and Alison’s just weeping, the cashier doesn’t know what to do but he knows help is on the way so he’s shouting to her.
Bang.
She felt warm at first. It was kind of like a fever, only slightly duller. She was on the ground, she couldn’t move but she was staring into the wide eyes of a man who was scared. She began to regain feeling and tried to sit up, but she couldn’t move.
That was the first oddity. Suddenly, she couldn’t stop thinking about the date, which was the second oddity. See, it turns out when a Phoenix dies, that date becomes… Hard to forget. I mentioned the age would come up. Well there she laid in the back of an alley. She was there for a little while, perhaps an hour – the clerk was shot as well. She wanted to call for help, but as she felt like she may have been able to open her mouth everything faded.
But that fading only lasted an instant.
Suddenly – she was on fire. Not just where she had been shot, her entire body was the center of a white flame. The fire quickly spread, as Alison understands – no one died in that fire and the clerk was given a free cremation so to speak. That was the upside anyway.
The glass-half empty was of looking at it was Alison’s rebirth cost an entire block of families their homes and businesses. She never passed out, fire station tried to fight the fire but it seemed to have a mind of its own. Perhaps it was her will to live, maybe it was something else.
A full twenty four hours later, Allison regained control of her body. It had begun to rain. Steam rose up where every droplet touched her recently revived corpse. When she had told her parents what had happened they wanted to take her to the church. Put her in front of a minister.
“Go on, tell them what happened.” They would plead, their daughter could be the second coming, after all.
But she wasn’t.
“I don’t know what they’re talking about.” Alison said. So began Alison and her parents’ war on each other. They didn’t speak, Alison didn’t eat with them, she was made to attend weekly group therapy – it only aggravated the situation.
“Come back sweetheart.” Her ‘father’ would say one night, washed with light from a street light. He had tear stains running down his cheeks. Alison had blood running down her chin. “No.” Alison began, balling up a fist wiping her chin of the blood.
“I’m nobody’s little girl, it’s too late for that shit." She would tell him.
“What does that mean?” He asked her. “Just because you’ve been getting into fights doesn’t mean you can’t be redeemed.”
“April 15th 2004, September 7th 2008, and June 30th 2010, that’s why I can’t be redeemed.”
“Alison those fires weren’t your fault, the holy father- your father“
“Goodbye dad.”
The last words Alison spoke to her father may have been upsetting ones. But they were hers, not her fathers nor a ‘holy father’s’.
She was raised a devout Christian. She went to a private Christian school, said grace before eating, read the bible for fun. She even had a songbook about Christ. She was devout, okay?
Alright, so one day, Alison gets asked to pick up some milk from the corner store. This is April 15th 2004 and Alison is ten years old, that’ll come up in a moment. She walked in, grabbed a carton of milk and was on her way out, that’s when he walked in. He wore a hoodie, one hand in his pocket, wanted to buy a pack of gum, you know where this is going.
He pulled the gun, but the guy across the counter looked pretty damn burly, so he pointed it at Alison. It was strange, really. She didn’t even know he had pointed it at her at first, kept impatiently clicking her tongue until he started swearing.
“Don’t say the lord’s name in vain.” She would say. In her adorable squeaky ten year old voice. Embarrassing, but it’s the truth. She was a young devout Christian girl after all.
He had the cash, dragged her out through the back – but if you’ve ever been in the back of a corner store you know that exit sets off the fire alarm. So there it went, he’s standing there like a dumbass and Alison’s just weeping, the cashier doesn’t know what to do but he knows help is on the way so he’s shouting to her.
Bang.
She felt warm at first. It was kind of like a fever, only slightly duller. She was on the ground, she couldn’t move but she was staring into the wide eyes of a man who was scared. She began to regain feeling and tried to sit up, but she couldn’t move.
That was the first oddity. Suddenly, she couldn’t stop thinking about the date, which was the second oddity. See, it turns out when a Phoenix dies, that date becomes… Hard to forget. I mentioned the age would come up. Well there she laid in the back of an alley. She was there for a little while, perhaps an hour – the clerk was shot as well. She wanted to call for help, but as she felt like she may have been able to open her mouth everything faded.
But that fading only lasted an instant.
Suddenly – she was on fire. Not just where she had been shot, her entire body was the center of a white flame. The fire quickly spread, as Alison understands – no one died in that fire and the clerk was given a free cremation so to speak. That was the upside anyway.
The glass-half empty was of looking at it was Alison’s rebirth cost an entire block of families their homes and businesses. She never passed out, fire station tried to fight the fire but it seemed to have a mind of its own. Perhaps it was her will to live, maybe it was something else.
A full twenty four hours later, Allison regained control of her body. It had begun to rain. Steam rose up where every droplet touched her recently revived corpse. When she had told her parents what had happened they wanted to take her to the church. Put her in front of a minister.
“Go on, tell them what happened.” They would plead, their daughter could be the second coming, after all.
But she wasn’t.
“I don’t know what they’re talking about.” Alison said. So began Alison and her parents’ war on each other. They didn’t speak, Alison didn’t eat with them, she was made to attend weekly group therapy – it only aggravated the situation.
“Come back sweetheart.” Her ‘father’ would say one night, washed with light from a street light. He had tear stains running down his cheeks. Alison had blood running down her chin. “No.” Alison began, balling up a fist wiping her chin of the blood.
“I’m nobody’s little girl, it’s too late for that shit." She would tell him.
“What does that mean?” He asked her. “Just because you’ve been getting into fights doesn’t mean you can’t be redeemed.”
“April 15th 2004, September 7th 2008, and June 30th 2010, that’s why I can’t be redeemed.”
“Alison those fires weren’t your fault, the holy father- your father“
“Goodbye dad.”
The last words Alison spoke to her father may have been upsetting ones. But they were hers, not her fathers nor a ‘holy father’s’.
| Family |
If this applies to your character. Can include important NPCs (under your control) here.
| Strengths |
- About as Immortal as they come.
- Fire fingers, no chilly hands! (And she's a walking hospital with them).
- A regular virtuoso
| Weaknesses |
- Emotionally stunted to an extreme
- Paralyzed at the thought of having to suffer rebirth again
- Does not pull her punches. Verbal or otherwise.
The Other
| Theme Song |
After the Storm – Mumford and Sons
”And I won't die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I'll just go home,
Oh God knows where.
Because death is just so full and man so small.
Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.”
”And I won't die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I'll just go home,
Oh God knows where.
Because death is just so full and man so small.
Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.”
| House Number |
Probably Faraday Heights lol
| Extra Information |
Too hot 4 u
Allison Psomas
Blake Preston
"Blake’s one of the coolest people in this city. She isn’t afraid to be doing what she’s doing – and what’s she’s doing is what she loves."
"Blake’s one of the coolest people in this city. She isn’t afraid to be doing what she’s doing – and what’s she’s doing is what she loves."
I watch her shows. A lot. It’s embarrassing actually.
Daniel Belson
"Yeah, I’ve seen him around the bar, he’s good for small talk."
"Yeah, I’ve seen him around the bar, he’s good for small talk."
He’s a nice guy. Minds his own business but he’s still funny to watch. He’s got a lot of friends in this town – I’m kind jealous.
Alistair Queen
"Saw him once, young looking dude for how much propriety he owns."
"Saw him once, young looking dude for how much propriety he owns."
He owns the bar, the bar serves cheap whiskey, what can I say? I send him a Christmas card every year thanking him for the cheap whiskey. That’s what I can say.
Mariska Costas
"Her voice is beautiful, I’d love to perform a duet sometime."
"Her voice is beautiful, I’d love to perform a duet sometime."
Seriously the girl could sing a crowd silent, it’s pretty insane – you’ve got to hear it though.
Nikita Yankovsky
"She’s got that confident walk, you know the one? You just know that she’s getting laid."
"She’s got that confident walk, you know the one? You just know that she’s getting laid."
God I wish I was getting laid. Nikki’s a cop though right? I wonder what it’s like to have such an exciting life.
Mordred Hame
"Haven’t seen much of him, where’s he work?"
"Haven’t seen much of him, where’s he work?"
Sorry, I haven’t seen much of him.
John Taylor
"I wish I could get one of his tattoos, his art style really speaks to me."
"I wish I could get one of his tattoos, his art style really speaks to me."
If I get one of ‘em I’m gonna have a hard time explaining why it was burnt off, y’know?
Eve Lumière
"First time I saw her, I shit you not: she opens up this lollipop, we’re on the tube mind you, she opens it up and just starts sucking on it, full eye contact the whole nine yards."
"First time I saw her, I shit you not: she opens up this lollipop, we’re on the tube mind you, she opens it up and just starts sucking on it, full eye contact the whole nine yards."
Yeah… That was… Wow.
Opallum
"Yeah I feel for him, I spent a bit of time homeless when I ran away from home."
"Yeah I feel for him, I spent a bit of time homeless when I ran away from home."
It sucks being homeless but he seems to be doing alright, I’m glad .
Andrew Mordekai
"He’s on 27th right? Yeah I’ve seen him in the stairwell once or twice I think."
"He’s on 27th right? Yeah I’ve seen him in the stairwell once or twice I think."
He seems like a good guy, why is it everyone in this town seems so much older than me? Actually, I suppose I should treasure that feeling considering I’m never going to fully die.
Suriel White
"She’s a doctor at the hospital here, she’s incredibly talented."
"She’s a doctor at the hospital here, she’s incredibly talented."
Maybe she’s an ‘other’ as well. She’s a resident and she’s saving lives right and left. I’m just a nurse but I’ve never heard of the other nurses having to scrub in for her. She seems nervous when I’m around her, which is strange.
Miles Catrose
"Miles cuts my hair when I need a trim, which isn’t all that frequently."
"Miles cuts my hair when I need a trim, which isn’t all that frequently."
I don’t know much about him past that if I’m being honest, he’s a pretty energetic guy though, almost creepily so.
Yukiko Abe
"She’s the other tattoo artist? Man she’s living a sitcom life I swear."
"She’s the other tattoo artist? Man she’s living a sitcom life I swear."
She’s adopted a small child, running a parlor and from what I hear she even gets around. To be her would be something I bet, and at her age!
Mona
"She reminds me of me sometimes."
"She reminds me of me sometimes."
Sad eyes, y’know? You seem in yourself and you start seeing them everywhere you go.
Faron Romane
"Never met him? Where does he work?"
"Never met him? Where does he work?"
I like his name… Faron, it sounds majestic as shit.
Nicolas Black
"He’s kind of a dick, but the kind of dick this city needs to get screwed by."
"He’s kind of a dick, but the kind of dick this city needs to get screwed by."
He gave me a ticket once for smoking too far from a smoking area. I told him it was an E-Cigarette and he seemed upset with himself. But not himself, his nose. I think he may be doing crack, investigation is pending.
Maggie Spencer-Adyemi
"Ooh, she’s the girl with the pretty apartment!"
"Ooh, she’s the girl with the pretty apartment!"
I think I saw a picture of her flowers on the Faraday Heights Facebook page! It was so cool!
Megumi
"Holy shit this girl is adorable man."
"Holy shit this girl is adorable man."
What do you want from me? Tiny children make me happy okay?
Katharine Haynes
"Oh I think I met her once or twice!"
"Oh I think I met her once or twice!"
Red hair with the really striking eyes? Yeah, totally met her. She seemed pretty chill.
Felix Underwood
"Felix is so tall, oh my goodness I wonder if she’s part giant? Like Hagrid!"
"Felix is so tall, oh my goodness I wonder if she’s part giant? Like Hagrid!"
Yeah she seems pretty kind, I really like kind people, we need more of them.
Elise Callaghan
"Elise seemed happy once when I spoke to her in sign language. So that was fun!"
"Elise seemed happy once when I spoke to her in sign language. So that was fun!"
Yeah I was taught sign language in Bible Camp actually, so blame Christianity or whatever. She’s a really sweet girl, more people should talk to her.
Barachiel Alexander Eamon
"He reminds me of my dad."
"He reminds me of my dad."
So no, I don’t go for lunches with him.
Ethan Cooper
"The hot resident? Yeah he makes quite the stir with the nurses."
"The hot resident? Yeah he makes quite the stir with the nurses."
Not really my type and I highly doubt I’m his if I’ve heard correctly. Still, he’s good for a coffee break.
Alfie Liau
"Whose that? Alfie?."
"Whose that? Alfie?."
Alfie? That is such a cool name. God dammit.
Stefani Roche
"Stef’s kind of the cutest little nugget in Faraday, it is known."
"Stef’s kind of the cutest little nugget in Faraday, it is known."
Good lord she’s great, she’s into all these nerdy movies and books. I should have a movie night with her soon.
Ari Amari
"HE ALSO HATES GIN, HE IS A KINDRED SPIRIT OF MINE."
"HE ALSO HATES GIN, HE IS A KINDRED SPIRIT OF MINE."
He acts like he’s at least 50 though. That’s wacky.
Astrid Kitchener
"Don’t know much about her, sorry."
"Don’t know much about her, sorry."
Does she live in Faraday? I don’t think I’ve seen her before…
Michael Harel
"Yeah, he owns the record store? Love him, dude’s got soul."
"Yeah, he owns the record store? Love him, dude’s got soul."
Always singing, dancing and selling records. The Pirate’s life for her I suppose.
Aila Atleo
"I thought I was sad a lot, but damn."
"I thought I was sad a lot, but damn."
Saw her smile once talkin to Stef up on that roof. She’s got a good smile – but you’d never know.
Emerson Maddox
"Yeah... Reminds me of my dad as well."
"Yeah... Reminds me of my dad as well."
Nothing against the guy, but I’m not interested in people like that.
Talia Halbrook
"Dude, she is- wow."
"Dude, she is- wow."
Yeah she’s a looker alright.
Loki Van Stenberg
"Never met ‘em."
"Never met ‘em."
I think he’s like one of those really reach guys, y’know? Bet he can pay rent alright.
Freddie Hughes-Jackson
"Yeah, I don’t know."
"Yeah, I don’t know."
Apparently buried in some book there’s a way to kill a Phoenix. He really likes reading, and I’ve heard whispers he can do things. I’ll respectfully keep my distance.
Liam Woodsworth
"Nope, never met him."
"Nope, never met him."
There sure are a lot of notable people in this city.
Aiden Phillips
"He’s another doctor, at the Hospital."
"He’s another doctor, at the Hospital."
I scrubbed in for a surgery with him once, he’s incredible quick as hell. He doesn’t even blink at the sight of blood or something gone wrong either, like he lives off the stuff.
Ryan Croft
"Commissioner Croft? Yeah screw crossing that guy."
"Commissioner Croft? Yeah screw crossing that guy."
I’d swear her doesn’t sleep but he does. The only problem is at no point does he stop working. Falls asleep at his desk, wakes up and keeps working, dude’s a machine.
Eternity Loveless
"Can’t say I know her that much."
"Can’t say I know her that much."
She seems pretty rambunctious though. If I’m being honest. Did I just use the word rambunctious? Jesus Christ.
Patrick Kershner
"He’s pretty quiet, I think I saw him in the stairwell at some point – not sure when though."
"He’s pretty quiet, I think I saw him in the stairwell at some point – not sure when though."
Hard to have an opinion on a guy who talks so little, y’know?
Nicodem Kaminski
“If Ryan is Agent K, Kaminski is Agent J. I-I know that sounds backwards but if you’ve seen Men in Black it makes sense."
“If Ryan is Agent K, Kaminski is Agent J. I-I know that sounds backwards but if you’ve seen Men in Black it makes sense."
I swear I’m not a lunatic!
[color=# b2dae5]James Bright[/color]
“I’m sorry who is that?."
“I’m sorry who is that?."
Badass name tho’.
