Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2013 3:16:21 GMT -5
About My Character:
Full Name:
Quinn Marie Knight
Age:
Seventeen - January first
Gender:
Female
Grade:
Junior
Sports/Clubs:
Student government
Appearance:
Personality:
Calling Quinn 'smart' would be like calling a lion just a 'little bit dangerous'. She's not completely unable to care for herself but she can't understand simple things like body language. She's like a golden retriver puppy, she assumes that everyone wants to be her friend and loves her. She doesn't quite figure it out even if someone looks to her and literally says 'I hate you, I hope that you die a slow painful death'. She'll just assume that it's tough love and attempt to make whoever said it a nice pot of macaroni and cheese.
Background:
Quinn's family wasn't broken nor did she have a creepy uncle who liked to touch her under the dinner table. She had a very enchanted childhood as the only daughter of two millionaires should. She wasn't a tantrum throwing brat who craved her parents attention, either. She got the love that she needed along with the material possesions and occasionally punishments when she had it coming. She wasn't allowed to behave like a
Full Name:
Quinn Marie Knight
Age:
Seventeen - January first
Gender:
Female
Grade:
Junior
Sports/Clubs:
Student government
Appearance:
Personality:
Calling Quinn 'smart' would be like calling a lion just a 'little bit dangerous'. She's not completely unable to care for herself but she can't understand simple things like body language. She's like a golden retriver puppy, she assumes that everyone wants to be her friend and loves her. She doesn't quite figure it out even if someone looks to her and literally says 'I hate you, I hope that you die a slow painful death'. She'll just assume that it's tough love and attempt to make whoever said it a nice pot of macaroni and cheese.
Background:
Quinn's family wasn't broken nor did she have a creepy uncle who liked to touch her under the dinner table. She had a very enchanted childhood as the only daughter of two millionaires should. She wasn't a tantrum throwing brat who craved her parents attention, either. She got the love that she needed along with the material possesions and occasionally punishments when she had it coming. She wasn't allowed to behave like a