#↳ 𝗔𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗛𝗼𝘆𝘁 ─── intro.

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❝ my blood alone remains: take it, but do not make me suffer long. ❞

aesthetic .

sitting on the balcony with knees pressed against your bare chest, kissable lips left unkissed for far too long, a constellation of freckles etched into her back, delicate fingers pressing against paino teeth, a shadow looming over you, an engagement ring on your ring finger, a promise broken, heart left shattered on the hardwood, a slip dress flung carelessly on the floor.

statistics .

birth name . allison faye elsher.

name . allie hoyt.

name meaning . noble + kind.

nickname . red, cheetobreath.

birthday + age . 13th december, + .

birth place . brooklyn, new york city.

previous residence . los angeles, california.

current residence . manhattan, new york city.

gender + pronouns . cis woman + she / her / they.

orientation . bisexual.

status . engaged. single.

alignment . na.

language(s) . english, french, asl ( american sign language ).

personality .

zodiac . sagittarius.

positive traits . fervent + kind + creative.

negative traits . obstinate - snide - tolerant.

mbti . entp.

moral alignment . neutral good.

prone to violence . no.

appearance .

faceclaim . madelaine petsch.

voice claim . madelaine petsch.

eyes . brown. the darkest shade of brown that they appear black. however, dark her eye colour is, they display to be warm and welcoming instead of cold and distant. her eyes are very expressive, one can tell what she's thinking if they look in her eyes. terrible lair.

hair . dark red, natural as well. she hasn't had a hair cut since middle school though has gotten trims over the years but never truly taking any length off. her hair falls a little further than her shoulders.

dominant hand . left.

height . 5'3

tattoos . a little peak-a-boo one on her hipbone of red ink kisses and hugs, the lettering is a lot finer. here.

piercings . both her lobes are pierced, along with her second lobes.

notable features . her red hair, dead give a way. naturally full lips.

family .

mother . agatha elsher. deceased, 65. †

father . jack elsher. deceased, 66. †

aunt . jean elsher. deceased, 73. †

character study .

triggers : parental death, depression, anxiety.

allison faye elsher was born to an elderly couple whom had long since gave up the idea of ever having children, believing they’d be a family of two with their beloved dogs but she came as a pure surprise to them. she grew up without a doubt that she was deeply loved by her parents, she loved them back just as much. from cherished childhood memories to those embarrassing moments, she truly wish to forget – such as the day of her middle school photo, she had to hack out a chunk of hair from a boy putting gum in her hair. yes, her parents’ had that photo framed in their living room for everyone to see.

her father always told her she was destined for this city, she never understood what he meant by this nor would he clue her in. but the city imprinted on her at a very young age, it would always lure her.

maybe that would be her demise ?

teenhood would make her cross paths with a boy who would forever change her life. how cliché, he wasn’t like the other guys… haven’t heard that one before but it was true, his intellect drew her in and sparked something inside herself to be better. She fell in love with him, more than just once. they were young and in love, when he popped the question without a moment of hesitation she said yes. he was her future. it being a long engagement never bothered her because they could save for more important things than a wedding.

but she’ll come to regret their decision when she was nineteen, her parents’ sadly passed away in a car accident on the way home from a function upstate. she always wanted her father to walk her down the aisle, or whatever they decided to do, she wanted them there for them.

maybe that should’ve been an omen for the future ?

[ secret redacted ]

one day she was shot.

the next day she was gone.

she found herself in los angeles with a new-ish name, allie hoyt, standing on the front porch of her eccentric aunt whom she rarely saw. it was hard to come to terms with her own death, she grieved nightly for the life she had lost. and in senses her own freedom was taken from her that day. her aunt tried to comfort her but it was a lost course to start with, she shut herself in her room and refused to come out. allie didn’t want to face the world without him. she had mixed emotions towards him, why couldn’t he leave with her ? they could’ve started a new life together ? and those were her clouding thoughts, the what ifs. all of what they could’ve been.

her aunt finally had enough of her act, got her out of her room and forced her to do something with her life, she went back to college for acting. with her aunt’s connections, she got to be an understudy for a lead on broadway in la. no longer was she lurking behind the curtains like she had been for years in new york city, no longer a seamstress for the shows. about year into being an understudy, she finally got the lead role when the actress stepped down to have a family. a bitter-sweet blow for her, she was robbed of that but she got the role she dreamt of. she became the regular face in the la broadway scene.

she was living a dream.

yet a never waking nightmare.

new york city called to her nightly, promising that she’d be safe if she returned. She fought this nightly, her return would be her demise. but she kept fantasising about the city. him. though that’s all they were fantasies, nothing more, nothing less. unattainable.

allie had been trying for years to leave her old life behind her as he was never going to come for her. it all changed when her aunt sadly passed away peacefully in her sleep, she no longer had her distraction. the only person who was holding her together. she fell into a deep depression, no one knew from the outside looking in as she seemed to be her usual happy self but they couldn’t be more wrong. she’d party more and drink far too much, turning into a real party girl to fight away the demons.

one drunken night, she had a close call and if it wasn’t for the shadow that had been lurking behind her for years, she’d probably not be here. almost getting a lift home by a serial killer that had been prowling the la strip, she wouldn’t know that for a year later when she’d see his face on the news but it was that night that she cleaned her act up.

he wasn’t going to come for her.

she had to get that through her head, no matter how much pain it caused her. she could go through life with a broken heart, no one knew before how would they know now ? that inside she was dead. allie became more driven, productive, and disciplined in her own life anything other than falling back into her form cycle.

allie would get a call one day out of the blue, her manager asking her if she would want to try for a big role in a new show starting in new york city. and the only reason she did the audition was because part of her thought she was going to be beaten out of the role. shocking to her, she got a callback. they wanted to see her in person. and like that the flood-gates of her old life opened but it was her dream to be on broadway, especially in new york city. without thinking it over truly, she jumped at the opportunity.

her manager got her a place in manhattan. before she knew it, she was making her way back to new york city. a city that sang in her ear nightly.

she tried to get in contact with him but he must’ve given her shadow the wrong number.

allie has been in the city for about two months, now. it's been about seven years since she's been in this city.

canons .

her engagement ring has long since become a staple, adorning the ring on her ring finger on her left hand. sometimes she even sleeps with it on. though it's because it has long become a comfort piece for her.

since returning to new york city, she has been plagued with nightmares of the incident when she actually does fall asleep. the other nights she sits on her balcony and watches the world go by.

with those sleepless nights, she's been completing getting a rescue dog. just to eat away those absent hours of dwelling.

the broadway show she's a part of is anastasia ( no idea if this is already a broadway play but i love the movie and that's the reason for it ). she's gotten the lead role of anastasia.

connections .

ex-fiancé : hayes archer.

ex-bestie : she had to be dead to the world, so y/m would believe she's dead as why would they think anything else when they attended her funeral. this can go a few ways from them being happy she's back or that they are pissed at her for not telling them - though she couldn't.

online friend : cheetobreath connection is back in play as it is great ! they have been talking online since she was twenty-five, haven't stopped talking, maybe the freedom of anonymity has them coming back for more. plus they both are just human at the end of the day and the companionship is nice for both parties ?

her shadow : in other words her newest marshal assigned to her protection detail. they haven't been with each other long but it's long enough for her to slip him whenever she can but always ends up in front of him. they're probably in their awkward phase with each other trying to sus the other out, whatnot.

manager : this muse has come from la to be with their client. they have formed a strong friendship on the backbone of working together.

nightmare : someone from the serpents...

super open to anything.