“No experiment is ever a complete failure. It can always be used as a bad example.”
- Clan: Nosferatu
- Sire: Big Scary Jerry
- Covenant: Ordo Dracul
- Title: None
- City Status: Acknowledged
Allison is a young woman in her early twenties who seems to constantly accept that she’s just going to have a bad day. 5’9" and a touch on the skinny side, she walks with her arms held close to avoid knocking into any passersby or objects. This isn’t due to being self-conscious though, Allison just seems to lack any sort of spacial awareness. Her dishwater brown hair is usually pulled back into a messy ponytail (although several pieces always manage to escape), and her grey-blue eyes are noticeably too far apart. Her glasses poorly mask this, and have thick plastic frames and look to be glued in more than one place. She has the milky pallor of someone who very rarely ventures out and away from her computer.
Perhaps the most peculiar thing about Allison is her voice. She speaks in a quiet monotone, like everything is being fluidly corrected to be as flat as possible, with occasional hiccups up or down in her pitch. It isn’t quite like talking with T-pain, but after a while, it becomes noticeably unsettling. Robotic. She’s also beginning to become quite abrasive in conversation.
She prefers to dress in oversized sweaters and skinny jeans in dark colors, usually with a bulky laptop bag over her shoulder. In the summer she favors loose jersey-knit shirts or long tanktops. Allison’s taken to wearing the same thing a few days in a row, and her clothes tend to have that ‘lived in’ look.
Since finishing up the semester at Columbia, Allison hasn’t been seen around as much. Maybe it’s because Sara moved to Staten Island, but somehow she’s just less sociable than she used to be, and she’s… Kind of weird. She claims she was in an accident of some sort when questioned.
- Eyes: grey/blue
- Hair: mid-length, light brown
- Height: 5’9", maybe 5’10" if she stands up straight
- Build: Thin, but with the muscle tone that comes with hauling your stuff across the city all day.
- Distinguishing features: Wide eyes that are noticeably too far apart, bony, slender fingers, little fashion sense, creepy voice, doesn’t smell so great
- Known things:
- No Rain by Blind Melon
“All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin’ the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
And speak my point of view but it’s not sane
It’s not sane”
- Play the Game by Queen
“My game of love has just begun
Love runs from my head down to my toes
My love is pumping through my veins
Driving me insane
Come, come, come play the game, play the game, play the game, play the game
Everybody play the game of love”
- Still Alive by Jonathan Coulton
“Look at me still talking when there’s science to do.
When I look out there it makes me GLaD I’m not you.
I’ve experiments to run there is research to be done
On the people who are still alive
And believe me I am still alive.
I’m doing science and I’m still alive.
I feel FANTASTIC and I’m still alive.
While you’re dying I’ll be still alive.
And when you’re dead I will be still alive.”
- Breaking Down by Florence and the Machine
“All alone it was always there you see
And even on my own
It was always standing next to me
I can see it coming from the edge of the room
Creeping in the streetlight
Holding my hand in the pale gloom
Can you see it coming now?
Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I’m breaking down again
Ah-ah, ah-ah I think I’m breaking down”