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Princess Quinn of Dulaine

"Isn't it curious that we are all attracted to the things we don't have?"

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a character in “Modern Royalty”, as played by MegaKooala12

Description

My Name Is:
Quinn Elizabeth Dulaine
[b]Birthday Cake Candles:

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My Crown:
Princess of Dulaine
Don’t Judge Me:
When people first meet Quinn, they will say she is a "classy, elegant young woman who makes a good name for herself." She is a very wise, intelligent girl with a bright future ahead of her. She is reliable and trustworthy, making her a great friend. (if you're lucky enough to win her over) People her age may call her intimidating and critical, while adults call her mature and independent. Although she is a dreamer, she keeps her goals real and down-to-earth. Strong, bright, and always making a good impression on those with great importance, Quinn can easily get what she wants. She loves to travel and explore. She is very close with her family, the Dulaines, and considers them the center of her life. However, over the past couple of months she has become very detatched, and hasn't been connecting or spending the same amount of time with them as she used to....
My Interests:
-music and theatre
-photography
-coffee and any warm drink
-charity
-books

Keep Them Away:
-stupid people
-ice skating and frozen lakes/rivers (although she does like snow and cold places)
-disobedience
-drugs, alcohol, and cigarettes

My Quirks and Perks:
The public knows Quinn as an academically gifted student and a thespian. The young lady will admit that she's got a strong passion for theatre and music, and is probably one of the best dancers ever to grace the stage. However, Quinn has recently had a coming-of-age moment. Through her trips around the world, she has realized that deep down inside, she is a humanitarian. Often times she will secretly throw a couple of coins into a beggar jar or visit impoverished communities behind her parents' back. She first viewed photography as a hobby, taking pictures of landscapes and people wherever she went. She showed her photos to professional photographers she met at parties, and they have all complimented her work and urge her to make photography a career. Putting two and two together, Quinn started taking pictures of children living in poverty. She has sent her pictures to charities helping the cause, and they have all replied that her pictures are "deeply moving", and "disturbing, yet full of soul".

In terms of her flaws, Quinn is discovering her biggest flaw right now, which is the inability to disregard rules and restrictions in times of crisis and change. This means that although she wants to become a photographer, she hasn't told her parents because she doesn't want to disobey them. This can make her annoying and pestery when she is with rebellious people. Some assume that she is very strict and has no idea what fun is like. This is obviously not true, but by her overly-traditional ways, Quinn doesn't really have friends, or rather, friends her age. Quinn also has pagophobia, which is an irrational fear of ice and frost (more details in last section)

My Heart’s Desire
Quinn refuses to fall in love. She feels as though right now, she should be focusing on more important things in her life. Besides, nobody could ever fall in love with an intimidating, know-it-all girl like her.
Mirror, Mirror:
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Face claim: Anna Popplewell
My Foot Prints On The World:
Like the children of the Hale family, Quinn grew up with horses, as her parents owned a race track. As a child, she wanted to try everything. She was curious and carefree, and would often times get in trouble with her parents. Then one day, at the age of 6, Quinn had a traumatic near-death experience. On the family trip to Nova-Scotia, she was walking across a frozen river when she slipped through the ice. Fortunately, she was saved just in time and didn't suffer any injuries. Something about that day changed her. Not only did she suffer from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) around frozen lakes, rivers, and drifing sheets of ice, but her naturally curious personality turned into a loyal and obedient daughter.

Years later, Quinn's parents were introducing her to the world of theatre, piano, and ballet. At first, she hated it. As an intellectually bright student, she didn't see the whole point in dancing, costumes, and music. Once she tried it, however, she started to take an interest in it. She learned from the best musicians and dancers on her the family's trips to France. From her years of hard work, Quinn became a very poised and beautiful dancer. She performed with many different companies, and even got to perform in the nutcracker, almost every ballet dancer's dream.

After graduating in the top 5% of her high school class, she continued to study ballet and music. She is also still living with their parents. She received an expensive camera for her 20th birthday, and instantly she became addicted to taking photos. Photography was only considered a hobby to Quinn, and she never considered it to be a career. During one of her family's parties, she was introduced to some professional photographers. Asking her to show them her pictures, Quinn handed them her best photos. She received high compliments of praise from all of them. Her parents were happy knowing that she had a new talent on the side, but Quinn took the compliments seriously, and started to think about becoming a professional photographer herself.

As well as photography, Quinn developed a new interest in charities. When she took trips to Africa, Quinn became interested in the impoverished communities. She took pictures of the heart-breaking sights, and she made friends with the many children in the villages. Back home, she sent her photographs to a variety of charities, and she received messages back asking for more photos. Now, Quinn is experiencing in inner turmoil. She wants to follow her dreams, and take more photos, but she also doesn't want to go against her parent's wishes. Since she was six, she always lived by the phrase "Don't be stupid". She's afraid that telling her parents of her new aspirations will make them furious. She hasn't told anyone about her goals, (not even her brother) but she knows that eventually somebody will find out.

So begins...

Princess Quinn of Dulaine's Story

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Lance Freeman

Another day on the night shift. It was Lance's 2nd week on the job, and he was starting to get used to the routine. Working the night shift was always tough, (since you had to sleep during the day and spend the nights patrolling the streets) but Lance was willing to put up with the challenges. Sometimes to prove that you're a hardworking person, you have to do the things other people are scared of. You have to venture into the unknown.

As Lance roamed the streets in his police cruiser, he noticed a familiar name on the sign of a nearby building. He remembered the guys at work talking about the bakery on Newport Street, how delicious the food was. Working in the restaurant business for most of his life, Lance wanted to see it for himself. His mother was always up to making alliances with other local businesses in the city. There weren't too many, and specifically, there weren't too many good ones.

Lance decided to take a small break from patrolling since nothing was happening, and parallel parked on the side of the road. He slammed the car door behind him, and approached the building. He searched for the entryway, but he couldn't find it. Realizing he was at the back of the building, he looked to see if there was a way he could get to the front without driving all the way to the other side. There lay a narrow alleyway. He firmly walked his way through it, hearing the sound of what seemed like somebody walking down a flight of stairs. β€œH-hello?” a nervous voice rang out. It was a woman's voice. "Hello? Someone there?" Lance gently replied. Whoever it was, he didn't want to scare her. As he kept walking he could see the woman on the stairs. She was barefoot and had keys in her hands. Lance could tell that she had just awoken from sleep.

"Hey." Lance said as he politely smiled to her. The woman probably thought he was some creepy pedophile wandering the streets at night. Or maybe not, as he was wearing his uniform. "Sorry if i scared you. I just came to see this place, the bakery, i mean. Guys have told me all about it at work. Just wanted to check out the hours and come on my free time. You must live in the apartment upstairs, yeah? Just out of curiousity, are you the owner?" he asked, his hands in his pockets.

Quinn Dulaine

4:30. The sun should be rising in about a half hour. Quinn Dulaine, the daughter of the rich Dulaine family, sat at the dock of the river, the other side of the city in her view. One side of Quinn was apprehensive, while the other side was completely at peace. Her Canon camera was tightly gripped in her hands, as she was afraid she was going to drop it into the water. Her fingertips lay on the button that snapped the photos, eager to press it. She wore a light grey tee with jean capris, and sandals. Quinn didn't mind the cold morning air. There was a very spiritual sense about it.

It was moments like these that Quinn wanted to make time stop. She turned the camera around and snapped a picture of herself in the subtle moonlight, the gentle breeze blowing her chestnut hair away from her face. She wanted to remember this moment forever. She scanned the picture of herself, and although she admitted she looked naturally beautiful as always, she felt as though she wasn't herself. Of course nobody can completely change, but in a sense, she knew she had become someone else. Becoming a photographer behind her parents back was the most rebellious and probably the stupidest thing she had ever done, but for some reason, Quinn didn't feel guilty. She knew her heart was on the right track, just not her head. She continued to sit on the edge of the dock, humming the tune that she would be dancing to at the performance later. She didn't want to think about how stressful that time was going to be compared to now.

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Lance Freeman


"It pays the bills, so I suppose it's good buisness." Lance nodded. This lady seemed to have the proper mindset of business. She had great atmosphere, delicious food, and a good attitude. That's why he couldn't understand why she kept fattening him up with more food.

She now gave Lance a plate with a cinnamon roll on it. Knowing that he wasn't even done with his coffee, he knew he had to pick up the pace. The car was waiting for him. If he missed something on the radio, he was in deep trouble. By the way River was blushing back at him, he had a feeling why she was keeping him there. The only problem was that it wasn't the right time for him to be having an intimate conversation.

"Sorry to be a bother, but can i get a bag for this?" he asked, putting his hand on the plate with the pastry. " This was great and all and i wish I could stay....it's just.... i have to go, or else I'm most likely going to be jobless tomorrow." Lance took big sips of coffee before checking the time on his watch. The sips were big enough so he could hurry, but so big and exagerated that they were awkward. He looked around, and then faced River again. "This may or may not be a stupid question," he started, a smirk building up on his face, "but am i going to have to pay for all this? I know you told me you'd give me a free sample, but I had no idea you'd be giving me a free meal."

Quinn Dulaine


The girl was starting to get anxious. Sitting still for so long was making her think of her performance later, which was making her think of being nervous. Quinn never used to get nervous at performances until just recently. It's like her whole world had changed only a couple of months ago. Well, there was no arguing that it certainly did change, but Quinn didn't like to believe it. In fact, she hadn't completely proven it yet. But then again, there was no need to prove it. She was going to do what she wanted anyway. No, what her parents wanted. No, what she wanted. NO, SHE COULDN'T BE STUPID AND LET HER EMOTIONS RULE HER....

To get her mind off of the tough thinking, she stood up and from the ferry dock, and with her long legs, strode over to her black corvette. To be honest, she didn't hate the car, but she didn't love it either. She felt all the bumps in the road, a sensation she enjoyed but also disliked. She opened the car with her keys, and turned on the engine. She put in one of the disks that they gave her during rehearsal, and pushed the play button on the car's radio. She skipped to her favorite song on the cd, and checking to make sure nobody was by her, turned up the volume to max so that it blasted through the car. She took off her sneakers, and switched her camera for point shoes from the passenger's side.

Once her dancing shoes were on, she walked to the side of the dock with poise. Feeling the music within her, she danced underneath the lamplight. When Quinn danced, she blocked out the whole world around her. This time was no exception. It was quite beautiful; the moonlight, the ships passing behind her in the night. Well, at least it was beautiful from her perspective. From a stranger's perspective, it was probably very damn creepy.

(ooc: sorry i haven't been posting! i've been busy with other roleplays :( i should be able to post here more now.)