APPEARANCE
You know, it's a damn shame that Allison took the path that she did through her life... otherwise? She could've been one pretty broad. The right side of her features give away that fact; beyond a couple small scars that are barely noticable, the pale perfection of her skin is matched with full lips and brilliant blue eyes. Should one see her from her left-side profile, however, that lovelieness has been rent away - sliced away, to be precise, thanks to what looks like someone knocking the Scourge out and took a knife to her face. While the rest of her body hasn't fared much better (she's been stabbed/slashed/shot), at least the mild disfiguration of her body can be hidden beneath her usual attire which is a pair of well-worn jeans in a dark wash and a simple black men's button-down shirt that she leaves untucked. In most light, the darkness of her slightly-wavy hair blends right into that shirt of hers - it reaches down to about midway down her back, a bit further than that when wet.

HISTORY
The only child in a steelworker's family, Allison was never the girly type. While her friends were playing with Barbie dolls and painting their nails, the future Scourge was far more likely to be found playing football with the neighborhood boys. Her mother simply shook her head at her daughter's tomboyish behavior, thinking it a phase; her father, on the other hand, encouraged it. Instead of getting dolls or anything really feminine for Christmas, for example, Allison always received football jerseys and other sports paraphernalia. By the time she was a teen, Allison was the lone girl on the high school football team, as well as the left wing of the hockey squad.

It was on her sixteenth birthday - as it always is, with tales like this - that Allison's life changed forever. Her father had been gently guiding her development, slowly drawing her towards the position he desired in the Wiccan community that he was part of; that of the Scourge, of the last resort... the warrior that was capable of walking into a room and bringing anyone within it to their knees. Resistant at first to the idea, Allison was convinced when her father mentioned one key fact; no woman had ever successfully held the position. The training was hard, arduous to the point that it pushed the already-athletic girl to the edge... but it was successful. For about three years, Mr. Detorre had his trophy daughter amongst the Pittsburgh coventry; Allison would fight well and hard against anyone that she was sent after, always coming out on top. Then again, it isn't hard to beat the tar out of people that weren't trained to fight, especially when considering the awakening of her lesser mutant gifts when she turned seventeen and how she was, once again, mercilessly drilled into learning how to control them. Despite her father's preaching about her doing the right thing, Allison's own sense of honor begged to differ...

One night, Ol' Man Detorre decided to try to use Allison in order to teach a rival of his a lesson. His usual muster and bluster was followed by a command for his daughter to come forth and strike his opponent down. Whenever she failed to appear... well, one does not need to stretch their imagination much to figure out how displeased her father was for the brief remainder of his existence. Death also befell her next employer; while William Richmond (real name: Wesley Richards) was in love with whom became his chief assassin, that supposed bond did nothing to save him from his fate once Allison figured out just what she was killing for. Now the Scourge is a vicious attack dog without anyone holding onto her leash. It's impossible to tell who'll she'll tear apart next... or just what her motives are.


FIGHTING STYLE
Allison's definitely the sort to go all-out to the point of recklessness - she can take the mantra of 'never stop attacking' too far since she won't balk at hurting herself if it means further hurting her opponent. Speed and momentum are obviously her friends, since she's very much a quick sort of striker. As for what she goes for to finish off a fight?

Astaroth's Hammer. (Swanton bomb.) - This one's only used when she can find something to climb onto.

Perdition's Flare (Standing moonsault where she lands on her knees in the middle of her opponent's chest).

Chains of Apollyon. (Anaconda Choke.)