Unfortunately, this contestant may not be on the island anymore! Feel free to read what they left behind, but bear in mind you may not get to use this information.
Allison Garnette was born in Canada, 1927.
At the age of 17, she became a nurse in the second world war and was sent to Europe. Her mother was a nurse as well, and had taught Allison most of what she needed to know.
With her compassionate nature, Allison was pained to see those who were suffering. She didn't like seeing it, but knew it was her duty to help them. It kept her stable in this world that is falling apart.
Two years later, while dressing a poor man's wound, a bomb fell not twenty feet away from the two of them.
The last thing that Allison remembers was a bright flash of an assortment of colours, and everything turning black.
The next thing she knew, she woke up here, on Improbable Island.
Allison is completely unaware of the current year. She doesn't know how she wound up here, or where here is.
All she is aware of is that there are several cities she has stumbled across, some friendly folk that can point you in a direction, and those horrid monsters.
Thank goodness, she has managed to save up enough requisition from those odd little cameras to buy something to defend herself with!
She has been wandering around, in seach of something that makes sense in this God foresaken place. And has found nothing so far.
Ms.Garnette is a compassionate and caring girl. Sometimes blunt, and firm with her decisions, she can quite stubborn at times.
She tries not to show her softer side to keep herself together, even though it is just beneath the surface.
A girl who buries herself in novels, when she has the time, she finds herself to be quite the romantic. But she keeps this to herself.
Allison has hair the colour of dark chocolate, full with waves and curls; her skin is fair and smooth; and her eyes a light celery-green, framed by almost-black lashes. She somehow managed to keep her dress and apron intact.
Though slightly tattered, it is gray with tight long sleeves. Due to some damage, the once long skirt now ends half-way down her calves. She also wears her apron tied around her waist.
She stands at 5'5 and is considered curvaceous; a slender, narrow waist with pleasantly rounded breasts and hips. Though, she is utterly oblivious to anything about her being considered beautiful.