Ya everyone is on the streets. So it has to be a job that wouldn't be the best paying, be lucky to pull in a hundred or so a month? Who knows, sorry for being away I was busy with things. And Welcome Sakurasan, would be nice to have you but unfortunately this RP seems to kinda be dieing again like the other ones that happened. Sorry, kinda hurts me too cause I asked for this one even...
And I get the feeling for some reason that I turned you away from this Rp for some reason, but when I get a feeling... I learned to trust them. So I hope I didn't do that, and I'm sorry if I did v.v
Alyssa is about five feet tall. She has long blonde hair with blue eyes. She tends to wear simple cloths such as a tanktop and a pair of means with a sweatshirt thrown over it. She has a skinny build but in has some muscle in her arms and such.
Skills:
She can be very sneaky, and unnoticed
She is a fast runner
Is good at steeling without being noticed.
Is stuburn and doesn't give into things.
Bio:
When Aly was nine years old, her mother died. She was left to be with her abusive father for the next four years. Her father was not even close to the best. He would go to the bar and get drunk every day after work. He then went home around midnight pissed off as fuck about who knows what. Of course, he took out his anger on the closest person he could find, and that tended to be Aly. This kept going on till one night Aly became fed up with, and decided that she would run away, after realizing how easy it would be and she had a friend to go with. When her dads came home and began his annual routine aly fought back. When this happened, he kicked her out of his house, telling her that he would kill her if she ever came back. Ever since that incident she has been living on the streets. She has made her way through by steeling, especially in school where they couldn't do anything. It was the only reason why she went to school.
She would sign all of the papers herself and such as. She knew she did not want to go to one of those orphanages. She made a hideout by a nearby river in an abandoned garage. It wasn't much but it was enough for her. She always kept her pocket knife on her in case she got into trouble. It was a dangerous way to live. She didn't realize how extreme people were till one of the gangs killed her friend she ran away from when they were trying to steal something from them. She learned who and who not to steal from since then.