Quina Quen
Niveau: 1
Jour/Heure: Jour 1, Soirée
Lieu: Salle de réception du château de Tetris / Salle du conseil
Interactions: Ezio, Samus 
Mention: Naija, Guille 
Frappé par la menace de perdre son sang-froid, et seulement légèrement déçu de ne pas pouvoir obtenir la crème moelleuse sur la robe d'Ezio, Quina rapidement re-lié son bavoir, tiré sur le pardessus presque propre et mis sur le chargement d'une assiette avec autant de nourriture qu'une assiette pourrait théoriquement soutenir. Avec l'aide de quelques bâtonnets de carottes, l'assiette elle-même a été étendue à presque le double de sa taille, et une paroi rudimentaire faite de champignons maintenus avec la sauce à l'ail a étendu la capacité de charge de l'assiette encore plus loin. Il n'y avait aucun semblant d'ordre à la nourriture qui a disparu dans l'assiette-tournée-cuisine, avec des strates de pudding sucré-doux reposant sur une couche de panais rôtis, sandwiché entre une salade verte feuillue et une sélection de fromages. On dirait le cauchemar fébrile d'un chef qui avait commencé à baver en géologie. Avec ses feuilles de persil florissantes, cette horrible construction culinaire s'est emparée d'une précarité telle que Quina s'est propagée vers la salle du Conseil.
"Pas besoin d'inquiétude, Ami Ezio, assez de nourriture ici pour Chef Spécial et Ami Ezio et Qui-"
Quina a cessé de parler pour prêter attention alors qu'elle (ou lui) s'est évanouie au-delà de Guile, évitant studieusement d'avoir un contact visuel avec l'homme militaire à l'air de griffe en faveur de garder un oeil sur le haut de la tour de nourriture qui tremble. Quelques-uns des champignons commençaient à se gonfler alors que le mortier à la sauce à l'ail se tendait pour tenir la chose ensemble. Reprenant le rythme un peu, Quina s'est précipitée - et bien, s'est essoufflée aussi vite qu'il le pouvait - sur le côté de Samus et, avec un son entassant final, a placé la tour de nourriture sur la table. À moins d'un tremblement de terre, d'un accident ou d'un dieu vengeur frappant la tour pour punir l'orgueil de Quina, la tour était en sécurité.
"Oh, regarde, chose brillante," Quina a regardé vers le cube holographique filant, et, à la recherche de quelqu'un pour partager la jouissance et l'admiration d'une telle chose, Quina se dirige vers Samus, "voir la chose lumineuse aussi? Tu regardes aussi, oui?"
Character Name: Quina Quen
Title: None.
Kingdom: Square-Enix
Visual Description: Clicky.
Written Description: A genderless, rotund, five and a half foot tall eating machine. Dressed in a pink overcoat and apron, along with a pristinely kept chef's hat and a napkin tied around their neck, Quina looks... odd. Their tongue hangs to half-way down their chest. Their face is white and more or less featureless, save for the huge mouth and red eye markings. Matching gloves and shoes complete the strange outfit.
Personality: Straightforward. For Quina, the world is neatly divided into two - things you can eat, and things you cannot. Curiousity drives Quina to find new things to eat, and everything else in life is secondary to indulging in this drive. While Quina has been known to take an interest in other things, it's often little more than a passing fancy, or it has transpired that it's a way to experience new food.
Game: Final Fantasy IX
Current Story: Having recently lost its job at Mama's due to an unfortunate misunderstanding ("Stop licking the ingredients!"), and generally getting frustrated about the lack of this annoying currency stuff you apparently need, Quina has found itself taking on odd jobs and promptly losing them due to more unfortunate misunderstandings. Fortunately, the call for the "Greatest Warriors of the Seven Kingdoms" didn't seem to have too many requirements for application, and promised trips out to new kingdoms and new flavours.
Weapons: Fork. A huge fork. There is relatively little special about it, apart from it's size.
Stats!
(P)Damage: 1
(P)Defense: 2
(M/E)Damage: 4
(M)(E)Defense: 2
Dexterity: 1
Critical: 0%
XP ++++++++// (8/10)
General Abilities
Slot One: Pumpkin Head - Summons an exceptionally large pumpkin, usually over the head of the target. It then falls. Quite why this hurts so much is something of a mystery, and seems to be linked to how hurt Quina is. The attack is, unsurprisingly, very messy, but also very tasty.
Special Abilities
Slot One:
Strengths
Insatiable Hunger - Can eat, and digest, just about anything, occasionally and temporarily absorbing some new, interesting magical ability from it. Appears to suffer no ill-effects from eating things, nor does there seem to be a limit to the amount of things Quina can eat.
Blu Mag - Displays an aptitude for Blu Mag. Which is less of a magical technique, and more like an accident waiting to happen. Wildly unpredictable, prone to backfiring, this "magical style" mostly focuses on buffing allies, annoying enemies and being rather indiscriminate.
Single-Minded - While others might consider Quina's dogged pursuit of food to the point of obliviousness a weakness, it functions as something of a strength. Very little can rattle Quina, and it seems to take more or less everything in it's stride. World is on fire? No problem. Airship crashing down? No need to worry. Military invasion on the horizon? Whatever. This single-mindedness means Quina rarely gives in to despair or worry regarding the events unfolding around them.
Strange Gourmand - Capable of turning just about anything into something that Quina would consider a delicious meal. While your definition of "delicious" may vary wildly, Quina's cooking is at least extremely nutritious and, in spite of the ingredients sometimes used, unlikely to kill you.
Weaknesses
Poor language skills, little understanding of how the world really works and a near constant desire to eat. Not particularly quick, nor particularly graceful, Quina sort of bumbles their way through life, doing whatever takes their fancy. Unsurprisingly, Quina has accrued something of a reputation for being unreliable.
Achievements



Updated: Tuesday 4th April, 2017