Post by zzinthos on Nov 6, 2012 20:31:02 GMT -5
Meet Quinton!
Full Name: Quinton Mathias Oleski
Nickname(s): Quinn (preferred)
Age: 18
Home Region: Kanto
Occupation: Student/Physician's Assistant at Infirmary
Face Claim: Protagonist, Persona 3
Appearance: Quinn is roughly 5'8" in height and weighs a mere 134 pounds. His straight black hair is neatly brushed to his right side, partially concealing one of his dark blue eyes. He has black framed glasses but most often uses contacts. Generally, he dresses semi-formally, wearing an outfit strikingly similar to his University uniform. This includes button-down shirts, black trousers, suit coats, and Oxford style dress shoes . More casually, however, he wears a black vest over a button-down shirt of varying color. Around a portion of his neck, a silver chain is visible; what hangs on said chain, if anything, is unknown.
Personality: Quinn seems relatively introverted and shy; however, that is not entirely the case. He is often unable to relate to others, so holding a conversation is sometimes difficult. In actuality, he is quite friendly and optimistic. Though he is incredibly intelligent, he is modest and respectful.
Quinn is able to empathize well with many people, though. He was often mocked at a younger age for his interests and abilities. He has also received much criticism regarding his sexuality, so it is unlikely his acquaintances even know. Most often, his deeper feelings are kept inside where he has deemed them to be safe.
It could also be said that Quinn keeps personal thoughts inside because of his mental state. He has battled with severe anxiety for years, and is undergoing counseling and medical intervention for severe obsessive compulsive disorder. Most people mock his tics, and it drives him mad.
Likes:
- Science and technology
- Reading
- Biking
- Hiking in the wilderness, aimless walking in the city (especially during late evenings)
- Debates
Dislikes:
- Cynicism
- Hypocrisy
- Cooking
- Annoying individuals
- Poor hygiene
Fear(s):
- Failure
- The number 3
- Uncleanliness
Dream(s):
- Becoming a pharmaceutical researcher; his back up is physician.
History: Quinn was born in Celadon City to Peter, a chemist, and Rachel, a librarian. He is the youngest of just two children; however, his sister Tanya is 12 years his elder, so he seldom saw her during his childhood. When he was 8 years old, his father lost his battle with cancer, leaving his mother to raise him since.
He turned to books and information to cope with the loss, perhaps causing his severe problems with anxiety. In the process, however, he shot to the top of his class and has since entered a University, where he is studying pharmaceutical sciences. He has conducts several internships, including a personal research project regarding more effective medications for both Pokemon and humans. In addition, to pass time, Quinn spends time working at the infirmary, where he helps treat Pokemon.
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MY POKEMON
MY POKEMON
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Name: Vulpix
Type: Fire
Gender: Female
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Name: Metagross
Type: Steel/Psychic
Gender: None
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Name: Gengar
Type: Ghost/Poison
Gender: Male
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Name: Gyarados (Shiny)
Type: Water/Flying
Gender: Male
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Name: Milotic
Type: Water
Gender: Female
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Name: Deoxys
Type: Psychic
Gender: None
Roleplay Example:
"Ahhhh," Quinn let out a large sigh as she stepped out of Professor Pine's lab. As the door shut behind her, she slung her backpack over her shoulder. Then, she turned her head left, looked towards the ground, and focused on the Abra near her feet. "You smell that, Weyr?"
The Pokemon, slowly getting used to the name, looked back towards her, almost as if he was confused. "...Ab?" The small creature inquired in an incomprehensible language. This left Quinn to answer her own question; "That's the smell of opportunity! Nothing can stop us; you and me, Weyr, we are a team. Friends till the end! Don't you forget that, okay?" As she spoke, her green eyes gazed kindly through her glasses.
After having walked no more than fifty feet down the road, following signs pointing towards Aura Town, Quinn knelt beside Weyr. "I understand you're probably tired. Abras tend to sleep a lot, don't they?" With that, she scooped the tiny Pokemon into her arms and continued walking Northeast.
There were patches of tall, prairie-like grasses, numerous bushes, and many trees, both enormous and tiny. The path was so old and worn that it almost seemed natural. "I forgot places like this existed outside of books," she spoke silently and, though accompanied by a Pokemon, most likely to herself. Quinn, with a nearly sleeping Abra in her arms, took in yet another deep breath. A smile appeared on her face; though faint, it was genuine.
The Pokemon, slowly getting used to the name, looked back towards her, almost as if he was confused. "...Ab?" The small creature inquired in an incomprehensible language. This left Quinn to answer her own question; "That's the smell of opportunity! Nothing can stop us; you and me, Weyr, we are a team. Friends till the end! Don't you forget that, okay?" As she spoke, her green eyes gazed kindly through her glasses.
After having walked no more than fifty feet down the road, following signs pointing towards Aura Town, Quinn knelt beside Weyr. "I understand you're probably tired. Abras tend to sleep a lot, don't they?" With that, she scooped the tiny Pokemon into her arms and continued walking Northeast.
There were patches of tall, prairie-like grasses, numerous bushes, and many trees, both enormous and tiny. The path was so old and worn that it almost seemed natural. "I forgot places like this existed outside of books," she spoke silently and, though accompanied by a Pokemon, most likely to herself. Quinn, with a nearly sleeping Abra in her arms, took in yet another deep breath. A smile appeared on her face; though faint, it was genuine.
