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Outta the Vault

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Cozy

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Family. Family. Family. Family. Family. *vin diesel intensifies*

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Diabolical

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I always bring Fahrenheit all the chessboards i find. Started a new playthrough beginning of this year, so still a lot of chessboards to come -v-

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Concord speakeasy

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ilovehimilovehimilovehimilovehim-

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Quincy sketches, prewar.

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Quincy and Hancock

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-Prewar headshot (before eye injury)

Quincy grew up in an upper middle class home in Bar Harbor, Maine with his sister, mother, and father. Going on regular hunting trips from as young as 7 with his father, quickly becoming adept at aim, sneaking, tracking, and handling guns. As time went on, his parents relationship heavily deteriorated. By the time Quincy was 16 it came to a head with his mother killing his father. Quincy-in a fit of rage-murdered his mother in cold blood, framing it to look like a murder-suicide, running away full of guilt and regret, leaving his sister behind to be put into foster care, living on the streets, and avoiding detection by disguising himself and just generally avoiding people, sustaining himself by living off of what he hunted. Around this time he befriended Carmen, a girl who was kicked out after her parents discovered she was using. They lived together in a small shack for a few years, becoming close friends and spending a lot of their free time together, Quincy having a pretty strong crush on her through this-but never pursuing it. At 18, Quincy ended up telling Carmen a different close-guarded secret [which Quincy has redacted from this backstory recap -v-], causing Carmen to run away. Very soon after this, Quincy was jumped by two ruffians late at night. Carmen had leaked the information. They ended up scarring Quincy's back with a switchblade. Somehow Quincy managed to escape, going no contact with society and becoming a hermit in the woods. [around 4 years of more redacted info, mainly just surviving in the wild anyway-nothing exciting....nothing at all] Afterwards, now 24, Quincy decided to try and track down his sister. Through word of mouth and public records he discovers she was now residing in Boston. After a lot of walking and a few boat rides there, Quincy meets with his sister, who says she thought Quincy had been dead all these years. She tells Quincy that she has a son and is widowed as her husband- Nate, died in combat. Quincy says he would be happy to help take care of the house and her son, but keeps his mouth shut about the murder, causing further gut-wrenching guilt. He gets a job at a dog groomer, helps with chores, and attempts desperately to adjust to city life. He spends around a year of his life like this before the bombs.

Personality: A cocky, dumb, smartass is a good way to describe the way Quincy acts 70% of the time, but underneath the surface he is a selfless leader with a heart full of empathy, and a strong instinct to act when needed. His biggest strength is getting what he puts his mind to, as he is very motivated, responsible, and borderline compulsively organized, this can backfire at times, as he has been known to to overwork himself to burnout. In combat he is very foolhardy, doing things like running straight into the line of fire, this behavior is pretty unintelligent, and often leads to injury that could be easily avoided otherwise, he will do dangerous things just for the kick of it at times. Quincy is well known for his bloodlust around the commonwealth, taking great joy in taking out people who deserve it, offing raiders and other evildoers is a fun pastime in his eyes- he would probably go as far as calling it therapeutic.

S.P.E.C.I.A.L:

He is athletic, having a very high amount of stamina, and some acrobatic skill. He is moderately strong but can somehow take down a deathclaw with a bat. He is very good at picking locks, rarely ever breaking bobby pins. He is equally precise with his aim, making his perception overall high. He has a horrible sense of taste and smell and a very strong stomach to boot, and will eat damn near any slop you throw his way. He is incredibly good at persuading/intimidating/charming people. He utilizes this skill frequently as general to inspire people, though in personal relationships-Quincy will usually fumble his words or not know what to say entirely. Arguably Quincy's biggest weakness is his intelligence, as he is quite the bonehead, both in science fields-and just in general. Despite this, somehow he is very naturally gifted with mechanics, even if he doesn't know what he's doing exactly.

Relationships:

Hancock-romanced/idolizes. Cait-idolizes. Ada-idolizes? Dogmeat-idolizes? Codsworth-idolizes. Strong-idolizes.

Nick-admires. Preston-admires. Piper-admires. MacCready-admires. Curie-admires. Deacon-tolerates. LongFellow-tolerates. Gage-dead. Danse-dead. X6-dead.

Notes:

Is aligned with the Railroad, loyal general to the Minutemen, hates the Brotherhood and Institute.

Is good with robotics/robots.

Very high charisma.

Caffeine junkie.

Is blind in his left eye from a cryogenic grenade accident....via Hancock.

Loves FancyLads(TM) snack cakes.

Gained the "Ghoulish" and "Rad Resistant" perks from spending so much time with Hancock.

Doesn't use chems recreationally, but will use them in combat.

It's impossible for him to let an insult slide, as things get under his skin very easily. He'll spit a sly comment back and act fine, but will be very aggravated internally for a long while after. Same goes for if someone he cares about is insulted.

Has a permanent 1 in Luck.

Almost always wears a Sentry Bot helmet.

Highly values honesty, and never brakes a promise, even if small.

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Lol hello Tumblr

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Simple slenderman like character sketch, just drew it for fun lol.

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Simple sketch of two of my oc's. Goredrone on the left, and Ghost on the right.

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"Resedent" and "Dog Fisher"

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Stereotypical anime girl i drew a while back

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sketch