Name: Lance Quinn
Nickname(s): Quinn, Lazarus, Lancelot (His mother calls him that)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Comforts: Music, Light, being loved.
Fears: Losing the people he cares about.
Darkest Nightmares: Himself
Things you can't live without: Music, love, power, the ability to show no emotion.
Secrets: He's extremely emotional, and has broken down at least once, when his mother died. He also killed someone, and, like Lazarus, enjoyed doing it.
Likes: Lollies, music, weapons.
Dislikes: Mostly everything.
Equipment: He has the same weapon as Lazarus, he found it when he came to the Hurrcane.
Emotion(s) most felt: Hatred, anger, sorrow.
Reason for being here: To find himself, well, HIS part of himself.
Revenge or Pacifism: Revenge
Good or Evil: Evil
Dark or Light: Dark
Crazy or Sane: Crazy
How you live: He lives in normal conditions, no pampering, no undernourishment, just normality.
Do you love?:Yes, but rarely.
Personality: Bleak and dark, loyal when you know him.
Favourite colour: Black, Red, Silver or Purple
Favourite food: Chicken
Orientation: Straight
Mind age: Extremely mature
Are you willing to surrender to the Hurricane, and become a puppet, taking the souls of others?: Never
The REAL question. Who ARE you, really?: If asked this question, he wouldn't be able to answer, that's why he's here.
Others: N/A