Allyson Valora [updated 4/14]

[Allyson Nyght]

About You

Name:
Chelsey

Age:
18

RP experience:
enough

RP sample{at least 5 sentences}:

She stood over the crib, looking down at a little girl with dark brown, almost black hair and a little boy with brown hair. She smiled, as the boy reached up trying to grab her necklace. “No, Mikey.” She grabbed his little hand in her own, smiling still. His little fingers grasped one of her fingers and held on tight, not letting go. “Mikey…Mom has to go.” She looked at him and shook her head back and forth, causing her ponytail to swing around. He grabbed at it with his free hand. “No, Mikey. You’ve already got Mom see…” She moved her finger that he had back and forth. She looked over at the little girl who was sound asleep. “Definitely daddy’s little girl.” She bent down and picked up the little boy, holding him to her front as he was only three months old. “Gonna let mommy go now?” She moved her finger back and forth till the little baby boy let go and grabbed a hold of her black shirt. She walked out of the room smiling, “Let’s go find daddy and show him who’s awake then.”

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Your Character

Name:
Allyson (Nyght – maiden) Valora

Nickname:
Aly

Age:
20

Birthday:
2/1

Gender:
Female

Grade:
Graduated

Origin:
Northern Iceland

Parents:
Tim and Jamy Nyght

Siblings:
Brian Nyght (her twin)

Other:

Jazzlyn Nyght Valora (daughter) Micheal Lee Valora (son) are both a year old.
Cara Valora (mother-in-law), Mace Valora (father-in-law), Amelia Valora (sister-in-law), Edward Valora (uncle through marriage), Vivienne Valora*, Leon Valora* (*cousins through marriage) Vincent Valora (Leon’s son)

Appearance:

Aly has curly midnight black hair that is about waist length. She needs glasses so she can see, and hides her yellow/hazel eyes behind silver/blue rimmed glasses. She has lighter skin, not pale, and is about five feet ten inches. Her skin would easily tan when she is outside and keep. She is never seen with her hair down on its own always in a braid or up do. She constantly wears comfortable yet fashionable jeans and tops. Outside in the sunlight her glasses will change, being transition lenses. Her thighs each carry a scar about a foot long that she sustained in a fight to get her daughter back. She tries not to wear anything that will show them off.
As she changes to different animals her coat would have the strange midnight-moonlight effect to it. A light white seemed to shine on it even it broad daylight. On each of her back legs, thighs, is a foot long scar that is visible through the fur or whatever covering.

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Likes:

• Her husband Max (loves)
  
• Her kids (loves)
  
• Family (loves)
  
• Reading
  
• Writing
  
• Music
  
• Jokes
  
• Animals
  
• Chatting
  
• Hockey
  

Dislikes:

• Clowns
  
• Snobs
  
• Jerks
  
• Anyone that tries to hurt her family
  
• Anyone that gets between her and her kids…
  

Talents:

Aly has the knack for being able to tell when someone is lying, even if they have no tell. Her gut instinct never seems to be wrong. She is learning the ability to shift to extinct/fantasy animals very slowly.

Strengths:

She has a superb shot with a bow and arrow, plus is excellent shot when riding a horse. She is decent with other weapons. Though is excellent with her powers.

Weaknesses:

She can be short-tempered, stubborn and one minded when it comes to things. She has a habit of jumping to conclusions when she sees someone’s decision. Her kids and family come first, if they are in danger she’ll do anything to save them.

Power(s):

• Controls Fire
  
• Controls Ice
  
• Controls Water
  
• Can Speak with animals and shift into any animal (real or not) – converses with them telepathically.
  

Life goals/ Ambitions:

She just wants stability in her life with her kids…

Other{fav/worst memories, habits, fears, regrets, etc.}:

Aly, when pissed off, she will change into whatever suits her need.

Ali recalls when she was little (5) seeing strangers come to her family farm/ranch/plantation (call it what you like) and witnessing all of her relatives die. Her father and mother had been away on a trip. She and her brother hid like their grandmother told them to. Their parents found them two days later.

History:

Aly was born an hour after her brother on the first of February. Her parents were proud to have two kids like they wanted. A strong boy and a girl, unknowing how she would actually turn out in the end.
Aly was immediately drawn to animals, the cat slept in her crib on the coldest nights keeping her warm and on the hottest nights would make sure she was cool enough. By eighteen months she was walking and talking, though mostly to animals, the cat, Baby, and the dog, Rose, were her best friends. Jamye was worried, but her father Tim just passed it off as normal on his side.

She was three and Rose was sleeping next to her, trying to warm her up as she kept getting colder. Suddenly the dog got up whimpering and wouldn’t come near her or let Aly touch her. Bryan came over to comfort her, but only succeeded in shocking her so she turned and punched her brother in the arm, freezing him on the spot. She ran away crying to her mother, refusing to touch her as she was afraid she would freeze too. Over two passed and she barely spoke to Bryan.

It was one fateful day that she was playing with the sheep out in the pasture when she saw some raiders come up the long drive to her house. She ran back to the house with her Rose at her side barking to warn everyone that could hear her. Bryan appeared out of one of the side doors and grabbed her (Rose followed as she was Aly’s dog) and took her to the safe room in the basement. For two days they hid there waiting for someone to find them, finally their mother came and found them pulling them up into a hug. She was surprised to find the wolfhound in there with them, but didn’t question the dog’s loyalty to Aly. From that day Bryan watched over Aly and the two were inseparable.

She was eight when she suddenly had a fever that nothing could bring down and most flammables that she touched would spontaneously combust into flames. She spent most of her time in their pool of freezing water, trying to get her power under control. It took her two months before she was able to touch things that were flammable again, though it was her father that worried this time since he had never seen a power gone this out of control.

She was ten and it was summer when her mother and father sent her off to an all female military training camp. Her father had signed her up for sniper duty, with little physical combat training. She was pissed and watched from a distanced as girls learned physical training for hand to hand combat or sword training. She was handed a bow with three arrows and six targets and told to hit all six. She learned to make arrows from ice with a deadly sharp point, becoming deadly accurate with them. She would return every summer till she was sixteen, going to Valora for her Junior and Senior year of high school.

Once high school started she hated having her brother watching over her constantly, she wanted a partially normal high school experience and to date a few boys. She was unable to since they were afraid to approach her with Bryan around as he was quite popular and nobody messed with him, or touched his sister in anyway.

Aly was almost seventeen and digging through some of the stuff in their attic one day and found a class picture from Valora Academy, her grandpapa’s graduating class from years ago. She smiled as she saw it and started to dig through more of his old school stuff. She found some information on the school and a picture of the place. Bryan came up and pulled the stuff out of her hands. Rose whimpered at her side, too old to do anything now as she was too old for her breed. They started arguing and Aly froze him in his spot, leaving him there as she picked up her dog and carried the stuff to her room.

The next day Bryan started arguing again with his sister, though he didn’t let her tough him. She managed to get far enough away to pull her bow over her head and shoot him in the shoulder. She cauterized the wound, keeping it from her parents. She talked them into letting her go to Valora, it was definitely a new experience for her.

At Valora Aly met Max up on the mountain where she had been skating and they had a snowball fight together. She didn’t know much about him, but she enjoyed his company. As they hung out more Max bought her a horse, Neva, a white mustang to match his black mustang Ghost.

It was when Max was in the hospital when Malachi came back that Aly found a little boy named Jeffrey Wick sleeping in a park. His father had killed his mother because his son was a freak. She took him in to Max’s dismay.

The fight in the courtyard that caused the headmaster’s coma and a fight between her and Max, she used Malachi to get back at him only to have Max to push through and be angry with her. She was angry with herself and went after him into the woods needing to tell him something besides she was sorry. She was a month pregnant, though at the time she didn’t know it with twins. Max proposed to her not long after and she readily agreed, not able to see a life without him.

August 31 Micheal Valora was born at 11:30 p.m. and September 1 Jazzlyn Valora was born at 12:30 a.m. Her parents showed up in her hospital room, to see her when she wasn’t there. She explained to them that she was marrying Max Valora and that he was the father of their grand children.

Jazzlyn was taken by the Dima during a snowstorm, only a couple months after she had been brought home. She was successfully recovered by her family, though Aly suffered two deep scratched down her thighs from fighting with Tyler Viehman. The abduction was a stake between Aly and Max for many months till Max was stabbed by a Dima member that came into the apartment.
May of that year Max made arrangements for the family to travel down South to a private Island where they would have their wedding. Aly’s parents appeared at the airport after Bryan forgot to notify them of the departure time. They took the twins for the wedding, saying they needed to spend time with their grandkids.

When Max disappeared for no reason, Aly withdrew to her kids and let anger that had built up over the years fester. When he returned with Viv, she unloaded on him and walked out with her son. She wasn’t happy to have left, but feels tricked in some way. She still loves her husband, but not the same as when she married him…

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