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Allie Mist
Age: Really fucking old
Species: Succubus
Hair/Eyes: Wavy white hair; one single purple streak / red
Height/Weight: Short and fat like goddamn
Occupation: Romance novelist
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Asexual
Allie ain't got time for yo' shit and would rather be sleeping. She's kind of a slob, lazy, and spends all her free time trolling assholes on the internet. Seeing her out of her pyjamas is the first sign of the apocalypse, and margaritas are 100% an acceptable substitute for breakfast. She's way too lazy for any sort of evil beserk form, and therefore just swings her shadow around like a club.
She gets the sexual energy she needs through runes printed on the inside of her novels, and has a strong appreciation for technology because of this.
Her favourite holiday is Christmas, and those decorations go right the fuck up in October, and don't come down until February. It might be the only thing she ever gets excited about.