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Quinn Thorn
Scientist
Scientist
Name:
Quinn Thorn
Age:
Twenty five
Gender:
Male
How Long Ago Did You Graduate:
Seven years ago
How Long Have You Been A Red Hood:
Six years
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Personality:
[x] Pragmatic [x] Remarkably Intelligent and Creative [x] Perspicacious [x] Calculative/Scheming [x] Introspective [x] Confident [x] Fiercely loyal
Perhaps the main reason he has found himself being a scientist, Quinn is the kind of person who thinks and cares a lot. He might not seem like it since he hides the fact under a generally nonchalant exterior. In every person he meets, he is quick to evaluate their value to him and first impression usually lasts.
Even if he might seem moderately friendly and approachable, it is very difficult to earn his close friendship and trust. But once you do, he is a loyal and indispensable friend.
[o] Selectively Generous and Selfish [o] Self-Preserving [o] Insensitive [o] Frank/Brutally Honest [o] Spotlight Elusive
Despite seeming like a generally pleasant person, Quinn has his own share of negative traits - mainly being selfish. Although he might not be obviously selfish, if one studies his actions carefully, one would notice that he mostly cares about himself and a small circle of people. Most of the time, his actions have certain reasons behind it and most of the reasons would cater to his own advantage. It is easy to ask a favor from him, if he knows you can be useful or can provide something in return.
Events in his time as a red hood made him a more responsible individual now, but it hasn't taken away his aversion to attention and limelight.
History:
Quinn grew up in Kent Washington, a young boy born and raised by a pair of superstitious humans. Their lives were overcome and ruled by the power of Karma, and small superstitions which if broken or performed would result in severe punishment. But a particular one had always been stuck to Quinn since birth, such a ridiculous and irritating one which went, 'Those born with detailed marks bring disturbance.' This was the reason his parents then began neglecting him when possible, for his left arm had been covered with odd silhouettes of unpredictable things.
Quinn had been their only child for all he knew, neither one of his parents wishing to test the fates into plaguing them with another faulted offspring. And in an act of not wishing to disturb other families they didn't allow Quinn his proper education, giving him limitations through out their home and the many acres of forest which surrounded it. He wasn't allowed to interact with other people, if he were out after sunset they wouldn't allow him back indoors, and if he were to break the first rule he wouldn't say his last name or who his family was.
These principles he followed, and during the amount of time before the suns setting he would often times venture the forest. Quinn grew to resent people, imagining them all to be as unloving and disapproving as his parents. And grew to instead befriend the animals which scurried outside of his home, he'd chase them, pet them, care for them. All of his knowledge in the past had been built off of what he had learned by experience and by observation.
But one night when Quinn as the mere age of 11, he had lost his way. The rocks he would use for his trail had been tampered with and though his many hours in the woods he couldn't find his way home. Losing hope entirely when the blue sky had faded to a crimson red and an exotic orange.
Quinn can still imagine the amount of fear that had flowed through him during that situation. He had learned fast during his adventures how quickly one could fall prey to an animal, how if their instinct wasn't constantly on edge their fate had already been sealed. With such high anxiety at some point with the use of the moons dim rays he had found his way to a cave, one he quickly took a seat in, his back pressed in a crevice by the mouth of the cave. Frightened blue eyes darted in each direction, until they had frozen on a lanky shadow leaning around the outside of the cave, peering at him with a darkened expression.
Quinn as soon as he found his voice let out a (masculine) terrified shriek, which only triggered the disjointed creature to come sprinting towards him with its dysfunctional limp letting out its own cannibalistic howl. And as though it would protect him, the 11 year old had thrown his left arm up to cover his face his eyes scrunched shut as he did so.
But then a few moments after there was a chilling silence, nothing had torn into Quinns flesh and the woods were uneasily quiet. Until the small gentle click of multiple claws on top of rock filled the air, only stopping when it was in front of him. To which Quinn with new found courage pried open his gaze and stared upon the new creature that stood before him. It's surface was sleek and though the limited light, the moons rays reflected off the beings blue skin.
Quinn had been prepared to scream once more but halted as the new creature instead of attacking had rested its head atop his short legs. An aura that felt alien to the blonde permeating off of it, one of concern and protection. At that moment a more human figure came towards him, panting as if she had been chasing something, something that may have been the crumbled body on floor of the cave in front of him. The women seemed shocked at first but seemed more understanding once she saw Quinn and his unusual companion.
He soon learned her name was Georgia, and that she knew of a place where people would supposedly celebrate his abilities and would help him control them. This made him at first cautious, confused as to why the women was nicer then either of his parents when he had thought every person was as cruel. But after a few moments of her attempting to get him to trust her he had agreed, though he only told her his first name.
Ability:
Quinns left arm is covered in distinct 'birthmarks' which are colored a darker skin tone then his own and take on a odd pattern. Though each individual pattern marks a single familiar or fictional creature he can call upon to use to his advantage both opposingly and defensively.
Length from 'Head' to 'Tail: 5 inches
Height at Highest Point: 4 inches
Very low attack and speed power
Main ability is to cover itself in a durable layer of rock, capable of taking multiple attacks depending on strength.
Length from 'Head' to 'Tail': 132 inches
Height at Highest Point: 13 inches
Uncooperative, selective listener
Intense speed and stealth, average strength
Has the ability to blend into any surroundings, camouflage.
Length from 'Head' to 'Tail': 41 inches
Height form Highest Point: 26 inches
Blind, dependent on sense of vibrations
Capable of manipulating size and length of spinal ridge and use it to attack and cage opponents.
Length from 'Head' to 'Tail': 14 inches
Height at Highest Point: 6 inches
Great vision in darkness, very sensitive to light.
Is capable of conjuring multiple amounts of appendages and use them as he wishes.
Fast regeneration rate for limbs.
Length of Body: 72 inches
Length of Head appendage: 38 inches
Height at Highest Point: 84 inches
Low Stamina
Head piece is very powerful when used appropriately, such as ramming and charging.
Length from 'head' to 'tail': 7 inches
Height at Highest Point: 3 Inches
Slow
Very Keen Eyesight
Spinal Comb is made up out of tiny individual blades which is capable of cutting through nearly anything.
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