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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 10:00 am
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 10:01 am
Name: Quincey Babich
Nickname: Quince, QB, Babs
Age: 18
Birthday: September 15th, 1994
Sign: Virgo
Gemstone: Sapphire
Blood Type: A positive
Fav. Food: She dies happy over fresh veggies that are steamed and prepared just right. Nothing beats a good batch of steamed broccoli or grilled asparagus!
Hated Food: Honestly not big on pork. Pork is pretty nasty and upsets her stomach.
School: Horizon Institute of Technology and Science [HITS] as an undergrad student of physics, focusing on thermodynamics.
Hobbies:;
Card Games -- Quince always has a deck of cards in her bag and just about every card game app on her devices that she could find without starting to overlap. She'd honestly love nothing more than to move to Las Vegas and make her living in poker championships, however she knows it's unrealistic. They also tend to frown on card counting, something she does rather ruthlessly.
Haunting the Library -- A bookworm she especially is with no restraints on what it is she is reading on any given day. Usually she just goes to the new releases or looks at the stacks of things recently returned, pulling out something that looks interesting to learn something new for the day. When all else fails she will try to coerce bored-looking employees of the library into playing cards with her, or hit random on Wikipedia for a good time. She always writes it down in one of a dozen notebooks codified by color depending on what the subject is, meaning QB is always weighted down by a heavy bag full of information.
Tennis -- What started out as forced lessons in middle school turned into an actual passion for the pale-haired young Brit. At least once a week you can find her out on the tennis courts at the local country club, giving whomever is willing to play a run for their money. Now and then when she's feeling particularly in the mood she'll pick up a few shifts as a tennis tutor at the club but because she's not very feeling, she's only really good at teaching people whose motivation is granted through being shamed.
Virtues:;
Poker Faced/Neutral -- Quincey is a fortress behind which her emotions are held hostage, never allowed to escape...when she feels like it. Granted this feeling tends to spring upon her very often, usually when someone is doing something she thinks is stupid or someone is trying to get her to give away her opinion. (See flaws!) Quince just shuts her body language down, refusing to do anything but stare dead-eyed at you with polite interest that was learned at the knee of her upper-crust, debutante mother. Inwardly she might be screaming but really, you'd have to know her very well to understand that. Though if you're looking for a quiet wall to rail at who you know will keep your secrets, who won't tell you that you're wrong or crazy, Quincey is your girl. Her lack of opinion means that she is the perfect person to rail at...just don't expect her to care.
Knowledgeable -- Being that most of her time is spent in the library reading random pieces of fiction and non-fiction, it's a good chance that Quincey knows something about just about everything. If she hasn't heard of it, it probably doesn't exist, and if it's something that interests her well...settle in for a lecture on the expansive points of it. Any kind of science or math interest her greatly and so QB has become a bit of a jack of all trades when it comes to sharing that information. Did you want to have a friendly theoretical debate? Oh she'd love to! Expanding her knowledge, questioning you for yours, all things that make Quincey the kind of girl she is. She decidedly subscribes to the Socratic philosophy that the only true way to learn is to ask quite a few questions. Incessantly in fact. Also if you decide you ever want to mess with her, pretend you know all about something obscure that she isn't sure exists. You'll drive her crazy!
Pensive -- All of this adds up to a single truthful statement: Quincey likes to think before she opens her mouth or commits to something. Yes she might be a little quiet, she might not be very opinionated, but you better believe that when she does she is 100% assured of it. Quince doesn't talk to just hear her own voice, she doesn't talk to be superior, she talks because she's convinced that what she is saying is not only relevant but useful. If she is going along with a plan or approves something then it's because she has thought it through and agrees that it's good. QB is not a yes-woman and will never be one which, to her thinking, makes her an asset to any team or person.
Flaws:;
Opinionated...Not! -- QB, more than anything, hates having to give her personal opinion about any particular topic. She doesn't care who was right, who was wrong, what particular deity you worship, or if she thinks it's going to rain tomorrow. Why does it matter what she thinks? Think about it yourself please, because she isn't going to really be much help. Yeah, sure, that dress looks great. Isn't that what you want to hear? Geez. The rare time this breaks is when it has to do with her scientific work and it's because you have to have an opinion about a particular theory on whether or not it is going to work. Because of this Quincey's opinions, once given outloud, are set in stone and are immutable.
Mercenary -- Quince is generally out to do things that benefit her and little else. Playing cards keeps her mind sharp and her number-sense current, as well as poker allows her to rake in a decent bit of money. Science allows her to prove that she is intelligent in a very visible, tangible way. Most of her friends are chosen by what benefits they can provide to her such as access to things that interest her, information, keeps her parents off her back about her social life, etc. Unless you are incredibly useful do not expect her to be the shoulder to cry on or the friend to help you through that harsh breakup; she's usually only good for reality checks and being a silent wall of listening.
Like a Dog with a Bone -- To those things that are deemed important such as a piece of information, a theory, or even something as small as a dinner date QB will latch on and not let go. She is always the one that carries things a little too far, the one who will bring up something that you did six months ago that you forgot about but she is still upset about, and if you ever try to politely change the subject you'll have a hard time convincing her to do the same. Creator help you if you break a social engagement with her! She is like a dog with a bone, worrying it down to the marrow, snarling if you try to take it away from her.
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Posted: Thu Dec 20, 2012 10:03 am
Attacks:;
Sailor Scout Attack: Kythera Binding Argument! Sailor Kythera's hands start palm-out facing the person she is attacking and then in a motion like she would be unrolling a document or scroll her attack launches. What looks like a long contract, written in tiny words and nonsense symbols that are almost impossible to read, wraps around the person and the letters glow bright gold. For forty-five seconds the target's arms are bound to their body unless they are of a greater rank, in which they can rip through the paper after five (fourth stage), twenty (third stage), or thirty (second stage) seconds instead.
Super Sailor Scout Attack: Kythera Binding Agreement! The same as the Binding Argument the symbols and words glow magenta, the 'contract' appears to be longer, and it is harder to break. You are now bound for sixty seconds unless you are of greater in rank in which case you can break it at twenty seconds (fourth stage) or or thirty seconds (third stage).
Eternal Sailor Attack: Kythera Fine Entrapment! Obviously you should have read the fine print! This attack is generally the same as the first two only the paper is much, much longer and it glows with a deceptively mellow blue light. If you thought the print was too small to read wait until you see the symbols on this thing! You are bound for sixty seconds and if somehow you manage to break free before that time is up the words on the contract sear into your clothing/skin. After all, it said right there in the fine print that this contract cannot be broken!
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