Name Syrress Alessio
Gender Female

Ethnicity/Background Italian-american
Height 5'6"
Weight 127 pounds
Hair Color Black
Eye Color Emerald green
Build/Distinguishing marks Slender, athletic frame. Facial tattoos at the corner of her eyes, chest tattoo, body tattoo running down her back and legs
Personality Cold and bitchy to strangers, slow to open up. Will lie quickly to get herself out of trouble or to get something she wants from strangers. Dominant when it comes to relationships. Fun and outgoing with those she is close to.
Religion No preference
Sexual Orientation Bisexual
Strengths Skilled fighter with her hands, currently holds a brown belt in brazilian jujitsu. Skilled enough with a knife when it comes to defending herself. Syr is cunning and a quick thinker, able to talk her way out of most problems.
Weaknesses Cocaine and stealing are issues she still battles, and selling drugs on the side doesn't help the fact, seeing as cocaine is always available to her. She is slow to get close to new people, and even slower to trust. She is very arrogant, viewed by some as a turn off. She thinks she is smarter than she really is and hates to admit when she is wrong.
Relationships
Eliza-childhood friend and roommate
Sallie-friend
Onyx-friend
Steph-friend

Background
Born in raised in Monterey Park, in Los Angeles, Syrress led an average life for the most part. Her father was a Marine, career man, and due to that, was never around much, which more than likely led to her getting into trouble as she became a teenager. She was expelled from high school her freshman year for nearly beating a girl to death that tried to bully her. She met a guy and began running with the wrong crowd, getting heavily involved in the drug game and ultimately joined her boyfriends biker gang. She worked out of their mechanic shop during the day, learning how to work on just about anything with two and four wheels. At night she partied in the city with her crew, selling drugs on the side to fund the gangs outings and needs. After a bad break up with her boyfriend, which left her in the hospital for three weeks, she decided to get out of LA and moved to Seattle for a year, staying with her aunt and cousin. She did well here, stayed out of trouble, even had a steady job at one of the local tattoo parlors, becoming an apprentice. After a year she reserved word from her child hood friend Eliza that she needed help. She was in a horrible relationship and was terrified of what might happen to her if she tried to leave her then boyfriend. Syr returned to LA, only intending to handle things for her friend. A few drinks, and a couple of lines later, mistakes were made, and a man was left dead. The two fled together from LA, heading east across the country before stumbling about Dead End, a city that had been recently ravaged by a meteor. And so the story continues……