Alyssa a attendu un moment après qu'elle ait crié, eying la région Celty était dedans. Elle a déjà vu ça avant, comment a-t-elle pu être aussi stupide. Elle espérait à Dieu qu'ils l'écouteraient, sinon ils seraient tous morts. Elle s'est arrêtée et a attendu une seconde. S'ils n'écoutaient pas, elle serait partie. Ils étaient gentils, pour la plupart, autre que Quin, mais elle ne sentait aucun lien avec eux, presque comme si elle était distante, différente. En les laissant derrière elle ne ferait aucune différence, elle avait déjà un tas de sang sur ses mains.
Un choquant, vu que Celty et Quin l'ont écouté. Elle secoua la tête pendant qu'elle se branlait," Super." Elle murmura, une autre maison détruite, un endroit où quelqu'un vivait, des souvenirs de bien et de mal. Elle se souvient à peine que ces jours existaient. Elle secoua la tête et courut par la porte. Derrière elle claquant la porte pour essayer de bloquer une partie de l'explosion. "Descendez." Elle cria, sauta des marches et s'abattit, s'abattit délibérément sur ses pieds, la tête enterrée au-dessous de ses coudes, et les mains lui bloquant la tête.
Elle détestait tout ça. Elle ressentait la pression qui la poussait. Un, deux, trois. Elle pensait à elle-même, comptant jusqu'à dix, avant de se lever. Si elle avait une blessure, elle s'en foutait. Ils n'étaient pas importants, pas plus qu'ils n'avaient d'importance. Elle pourrait vivre avec.
Aly s'est tourné vers Jake, "je vais bien." Elle s'est ensuite tournée vers Celty. "Cinq minutes? Quoi? Alors, allons-y, laissons tomber la voiture, son efficacité, mais à beaucoup de distraction, allez! » Elle a dit qu'elle s'éloignait de la scène et derrière un immeuble.
Name: Alyssa Samara Chase
Age: 21
Gender: female
Bio: When the war began, Alyssa managed to run away as her home town was attacked. She was out, walking with a few of her friends when it happened. It was a shock to all of them, even though the war was only a couple of miles away. They never thought it would go where they live, but it did.
It was an average day after school, they were on there way to there favorite coffee shop, when bang! A bomb as dropped on the city. Luckily they were far away from the blast to not be dead. Instead they were thrown on the ground by the impact of it.
Slammed on the ground was a blur for a few minutes, till they figured out what was going on. They stood up and ran towards the woods as they did trying to ignore there injuries e best they could. The group of kids ran for about 30 minutes before they stopped.
They examined there injury's and such as not saying a word, well what could they say. They knew what they left behind and what was no longer there. The words couldn't find there mouth, and the tears couldn't find there eyes.
They stayed together and lasted a bit of time. This all came to end when they were found. At the moment they were staying in a deserted house. They were practictly living there, trying to recover, and trying to stay alive. It was a great place, until the blood army came. They broke down the door and shot at everyone in there. It sent the friends in a panic and they all ran for there lives. Alyssa made it out the window, being in her room.
She attempted to run, but was caught by one of the members of the blood army. Instead of killing her, like they did to all of her friends., they took her in a slave. She was forced to work for them and such as such.
This lasted till there was a rebil attack on the group. All the members of the gang atacked and wile they were preoccupied, aly and a few of the others managed to run away. They made it out safely, but went there separate ways. Ever since then she has been a survivor that stayed on her own.
Personality: Ever since she was born Aly has been many things depending on which side of her you met. Somethings were always the same though, such as her sarcastic joking side. This never went away, no matter what she did. The other side of her was her trouble maker side. This could show by her cheering some one on to do something, starting a minor fight, though it never went further than words, or even maybe talking back to one of the adults. It was never anything she was scared of in this matter. She only had one goal, to fit in and keep her friends close. Sure she had a few enemies but this didn't effect her much. She was more of one of those people who didn't care about anyone but her friends opinions. Even though Aly is very sociable, she only talks to people in her bubble. This means she isn't completely outgoing to new people, or one to give people an actual chance. When she is around her friends and people she likes she has a nice, fun side. She can be considered a bit crazy and talkitive, since she is almost never quiet. She is also considered a major partier. She isn't very logical also and doesn't think most times, she just acts. Also never get on Alys bad side. She holds grudges for a while, whether or not they are worth it. Along with this she doesn't forgive easily. When angered she also could become somewhat violent, and also can easily be angered. She can hold back somewhat but its not enough to stop her from swinging a punch, but she could never get angry enough to kill someone.
Gear: What you travel with. I'd like it to be set up like this:
-Weapon 1 (optional): A silver Baby Desert Eagle Air Pistol- Silver- Co2 BB Gun .177 Caliber

-Weapon 2 (optional): She has a pink pocket knife that she keeps in her pocket all of the time. It is about 5 inches long and is also very simple. It has a silver blade.

-Clothing:She wears a ripped pair of pants, a simple shirt and a sweatshirt over it usually. Nothing that is exactly that much.
-Items: She has some water and food, though it is limited. She also has a backpack. She has a roll of bandages, peroxide, painkillers, a flashlight, spare change of cloths, and also duct tape.((yus! Xd cuz yea))
Role: She is a survivor who tends to travel around and gain supply's. She is scared to stay in one positition.