Cade Quinn, By Scoro

[Cade Quinn]

Real Name: Scott

Post frequency: At least once a day. Likely more.

Roleplay experience: Started forum-based roleplaying in January for a site called Lost in Serenity. I’m now a mod there. I Was also a mod for a site called The Front Line, which is now defunct. I am the administrator of two of my own sites and have at least 1,500 total posts to my credit over all the forums I’m on.

Currently RPing Jubal Early & Kaylee Frye here at the BDV.

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Character Name: Captain Concade ‘Cade’ Royce Quinn

Portrayed by: Sebastian Spence

Age: 32

Appearance: Sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, muscular build, wears a lot of tee shirts and jeans and his leather jacket, has a few hidden scars from past gunshot wounds. He stands at five feet ten inches tall and weighs around one hundred and eighty pounds.

Personality: Generally a nice and caring person, although a bit aggressive in how he works, he’s a fluent speaker with the charisma to debate, argue, schmooze or if absolutely necessary to flatter any one. Has a mind for business but a body built for combat and can work well in both worlds, he’s cautious but will take some risks. He’s a very unselfish person thanks to his humble upbringing and is not overly obsessed with power. He prefers to use a group approach to dealing with situations, asking others opinions before making a decision. Dedicated, determined and persistent.


History:Cade grew up on Whitefall, his parents ran a motel on Whitefall for ships passing by the small rock. Being so rough a life as it is on Whitefall, Cade found out quickly in life that it was survival of the fittest in the ‘verse and dedicated himself to fitness, he worked out and played sports any time he could but that was not enough for his parents. They didn’t want him to just concentrate on athletics. They showed him the power of the mind and educated him themselves. When he turned eighteen he left Whitefall to pursue an education in business.

After graduating from one of the better schools on Athens which he got into by athletic scholarship he went on to a short athletic career in professional Ringball. He ended that shortly when he enlisted with the Browncoats war effort. This dismayed and angered his parents, causing a long-standing riff in the Quinn family. After boot camp where he learned many new fighting styles and became quite proficient with weaponry he was shipped to battle, he served little more than two years fighting minor battles with low casualty rates before having his war ended by three shots to the abdomen, which would have killed him if not for the medic on-field.

To this day he remembers her face vaguely but not a name and hopes to one day thank the woman who saved his life. After some rehab he was able to walk again and with no chance of a return to pro sports he decided to look for a job on a ship, he was lucky to find work on a newly commissioned vessel the Kasern.

Strengths: Charismatic Negotiations, Business, combat.

Weaknesses: His lack of experience in the ‘verse gives him little insight into how things are done in the black, making him a little naïve and maybe a little too trusting that others are as good natured as he is. He will take one person over a hundred if that one person is some one he cares about, his attachments to others can often be exploited against him.


SAMPLE RP

The five men sat around the table in a private corner of a sleezy bar, cards and death sticks in each hand, save for one. Cade had only his glass of whiskey and a smile proudly planted on his face. The same could not be said by the others at all. It was obvious that all of the men had more than just a couple drinks but the alcohol wasn’t what was causing their disgruntled expressions, their cards were. One of them takes a card and places it face up on the table. With that all but Cade laid their hands down grumbling and moaning between puffs of their cigars and drinks. Cade laid his down last, his hand clearly superior to the others he began reeling in his winnings when his arm was grabbed by one of the men.

“Now I don’t think you played that fairly.” The man slurred as he gripped tightly on Cade’s arm.

“Is that so?” Cade calmly replied with a quick glance down at his pinned arm.

“That’s so. I reckon we got a cheater on our hands boys.” He said his voice rising, though only audible to those at the table.

“Hey now, I know you folk are all upset that y’all just lost your money, but I didn’t cheat, and as far as I can see it, the only one cheatin’ is the loser who won’t lose graciously.” Cade spoke calmly with out a stutter, he had less to drink than the rest, though he could also hold his liquor well enough if he chose to drink more.

“Well, I reckon you’re right.” The man replied, seemingly subdued he relinquished his hand. Cade pulled the money back.

“It would be silly of us to just overreact and say shoot ya. Then again, not like any one in here’d care if’n we just ended your life here and now.” The drunken ringleader of the band of drunks spoke with a menacing sarcasm, it was obvious what their intentions were.

“We’re all friends here. Now why don’t we just talk this out like civilized folk…” Cade began but was sharply interrupted.

“You sayin’ we ain’t civilized? I’ve had enough o’you.” The drunk said as he dipped his hand beneath the tables horizon and re-emerging with a silver gun drawn and aimed at Cade.

“Hey now let’s just think this thro…” Cade started, his hands up. Before he finished his sentence though he quickly swung his right arm down and smacked his glass up into the gunman’s face shattering on impact, the man let out a loud scream as his face became a small waterfall of blood, sweat and booze. Cade then flung the table up hitting the four men before they could draw their weapons. One of them had evaded it enough to get around and lunged at Cade but he was ready and using the man’s momentum slung him past him into a wooden rail that segregated their little corner from the rest. Cade then turned in time to duck a big punch by the fattest and tallest of the bunch. He returned the favor with a couple shots to the lower gut then drove his shoulder into his lower abdomen and lifted the enormous man off the ground just high and long enough to slam him through the toppled table. The third man had been waiting for Cade and cracked a wooden chair over his back, then with a hard knee to the chest he sent Cade sprawling backwards. He recovered enough to duck a punch but was then caught in the face by a good left shot. Going into a guard, he squared up with the man and using his martial arts training from bootcamp began boxing him, the man too drunk to block took four or five hard shots to the head before falling back against a window. Cade grabbed a bottle off a nearby rail and tossed it as one would toss a throwing knife, hitting the man square in the forehead, he fell backwards through the holographic window by the bodies tumble over it was obvious he had been knocked out. Cade then heard the sound of a gun hammer setting into place behind him. He turned to see the first man again standing with his gun trained familiarly on Cade.

“End o’ the line sonny.” The man squealed with a drunken half-cackle half-hiccup. Cade looked around but nothing was in reach to use as a weapon. The mandatory crowd gathering had occurred without Cade’s notice but none seemed like they wanted to do more then watch a man get shop. Save for one. A woman with brown hair strode up silently behind the man and the crowd silent in anticipation, but thankfully now of something likely just as entertaining to them in the gunslinger about to be hit in the head. She had a large bottle in hand, easily a forty ounce bottle, she lifted back and swung through, the bottle not smashing but cracking hard against the man’s skull. He fell expediently to the ground where he lay still alive but obviously in dire need of medical attention. Cade himself was just happy to not have been shot, he looked to thank the woman but she had disappeared through the crowd. Cade gathered up his small fortune, leaving still plenty of it scattered on the floor and leaving more still with the bartender to cover the mess. He left the bar, knowing it was time to find work.

[Jonestein]

Great app, Jubleeorocade!

:)

[Jonestein]

Status: Cade RP taken over by Ertia, Aug06