Quina QuenNiveau: 1
Jour/heure: Jour 1
Lieu: Royaume d'Erion, Forêt du Raganival
Interactions: (Crash)
Mention: (General et Mario), (Slayer)
Nombre de mots: 324
Même avec la compréhension très limitée de la cause et de l'effet de Quina, il (ou elle) s'attendait à ce qu'il y ait une sorte de représailles de la part de l'homme géant qui aboie les ordres. Une fois que le général a semblé laisser tout l'événement glisser sans frapper Mario en arrière, ou même dire un mot à ce sujet, Quina s'est un peu détendue et est retourné regarder la nourriture qu'elle (ou lui) avait apporté du château. La meringue et la banane écrasée pourraient sûrement être récupérées dans un dessert passable, le fromage et le pain serviraient de...
Puis Quina a entendu les ordres de Crash, relayé à l'équipe par le masque avec des plumes disposées le long du dessus. Huriedly, Quina lui a fourré (ou sa) bouche avec toute la nourriture qui aurait autrement été entrée dans une sorte de misérable concoction culinaire si Crash avait donné l'ordre d'installer le camp. Il y aurait, que Quina a examiné brièvement, plus de possibilités de manger. Les forêts, les châteaux et autres choses semblables avaient toujours des choses à manger. En regardant l'homme gris - la Tueuse - commencer sa marche dans l'inconnu, Quina a jeté un coup d'oeil à Crash, essayant de déterminer qui suivre. Le Grey Man n'a pas parlé de partir ensemble? Quelque chose qui persiste inutilement?
"Quina colle avec Orange et Masque, n'est-ce pas? Comme un garde du corps! Gardez Orange et Masque en sécurité jusqu'à ce que nous atteignions Oswald », a commencé Quina, en s'assemblant de telle sorte qu'il (ou elle) se tenait à côté de Crash, avec une main fermement serrée autour de la fourche massive que les Qu préféraient utiliser comme arme, « alors nous bop l'Oswald. Ne t'inquiète pas pour Little Orange. Quina aide."
Quina a essayé de donner à Crash un sourire rassurant. Ce n'était pas particulièrement rassurant. Les tactiques et la pensée stratégique n'étaient pas exactement les points forts de Quina, mais le maintien du chef d'équipe en sécurité et son moral élevé semblaient être la bonne chose à faire pour le moment.
"Wonder à quoi ressemble un Oswald. Je me demande à quoi ressemble un Oswald."
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