Quinn/profile

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## Personality

+ scrupulous, sensible, calm
• self-possessed, pragmatic, retentive
- moody, curt, obstinate

A prickly presence anchored to the earth, Quinn stays real with you. It might be a couple of syllables yelled or murmured, but they mean what they say. They’re possessed by pragmatism, practicality, having worn an eye for detail over a heart on their sleeve. It’s not easy for them to invest in fantasy or chance, which are often subjects of disdain. Their dispassion is marked with pressing, red disbelief - they question genuinity as often as they breathe. Clinging to morals and law, Quinn maintains a self-righteousness that keeps them out of trouble for the most part.

Edges burnt by fake fire and brimstone, they’re a child at their core, desiring and rejecting dependence on others. Quinn is prone to lecture and prod, to complain and bristle, to cover up inexperience with pokerface and sensible high ground. They try to cover their bases and stay close to whats universally acceptable, but not without considering whats best for themselves.

## Background

Their strongest memories were not of the monthly fevers and chills, but the sporadic noises the house made. With one recollection follows more - a hand smoothing down their hair and an assurance smoothing down their worry just as gently. It's just your great-grandparents dancing down the halls, soldiers knocking on wood before going to see their girls. That's what they and all visitors were told.

Nothing made a happy home like its ghosts, after all.

At the peak of its popularity, the Canterville Home became somewhat of an attraction for the strange due to generations of supposed hauntings and its significance as a post during wartime in southern Jersey. Quinn was expected to take up the mantle when they were older, but their parents were careless planners. Both were at a loss at what to do when the health of their kid and home began to take a nosedive to miserable levels. So much, that they turned to obscure faith for guidance. A faith healing and several meetings with an enigmatic group later, Quinn was actually a healthy color and the Cantervilles got hooked on their first real taste of the occult. They all signed into the worship, even offering the house up as a place of congregation.

For a long while, the community was warm, accepting, wonderful. Convinced that their healing truly was an act of providence, Quinn took every outstretched hand, attended every ritual session. At the time, the only thing they really questioned was the rule to not talk with friends or family outside the group - even their dad, who dropped out early on. It compounds into witnessing actors being slipped money before being healed, finding hidden stashes of letters from outside, becoming disgusted with animal sacrifices, realizing that they weren’t really being saved.

It takes a year more of wobbling on the moral fence before they actually leave, deciding to get back in touch with their dad instead of wallowing in the pines. Quinn suddenly has no connections and almost no life experience to their name. They never really try to repair their social repertoire from then on, instead focusing on playing catch-up with pops (unsurprisingly distant) and learning how to actually survive in the big city properly. They ignore headlines and rumors and stories about the cult whenever they pop up because they're too busy dealing with prolonged culture shock, too busy trying to make an honest living.

Just get to tomorrow. And the day after that. You’ll manage, because this is how life actually is.

tl;dr: quinn used to be a sick kid who lived in a failing haunted house! after getting some ‘miracle healing,’ they and their family join the cult who did the deed. its the bees knees! for a while. after getting spooked by some unsatisfactory activities, quinn takes it up upon themselves to get the hell out of dodge as well - and they do! but now they have exactly zero friends (dad doesn’t count)

## Trivia

* the hotel they work for a classy kinda pretentious, often catering to tourists who want a taste of gatsby on the east coast. quinn mostly just handles too-early clerk work that no one else wanted. anything after that is repairs and helping hungover party people find their room. the manager’s not very nice behind closed doors but w/e
* they either act like cranky baby or an old ass man there is no inbetween. occasionally picks fights about ghosts online only to get crushed on impact
* sees a lot of value in personal space! quinn appreciates having some degree of control over their personal sphere at all times so that’s some reason for the Attitude™
* nicked a damn expensive pocketwatch from the house before they left. unfortunately never had it in them to sell it
* has an interest in gothic and vintage fashion but mostly because their taste is extremely old-fashioned as a whole, dont @ them
* zero faith in the supernatural whatsoever after they bailed from cult. immediately predisposed to think that someone’s behind the curtain.
* slight germaphobe because you never know if the germs’ll get ya again y’know??

## Quotes

* > "*Say Something Here*"
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