dragonbutts

Vinehurst High

This dude took too long, omg.

Tanner

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a g e

17

g e n d e r

male

s e x u a l i t y

closeted homosexual - tries too hard to be straight

r o l e

football captain - go vipers!

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p e r s o n a l i t y

Tanner feels like he has an image to uphold. Being the captain of the football team, and the local pastor's son, a lot of eyes are on him. Mostly, the eyes of his peers, and his teammates. Being quite religious, though, he feels like he holds himself to a certain standard. As a result, he doesn't like his teammates or any of his other friends being assholes. Tanner is actually very sweet and caring, though because of some of the ruder jocks he hangs around, almost nobody thinks he is. He doesn't bother with fighting the rumors either, because he feels like there's better things he could be doing. Like keeping up with his grades, or practicing football.

Tanner will speak up when his friends are being assholes, especially if things get physical. Surprisingly, even though he's captain of the football team, he blends into the background among his fellow teammates. He's more on the quiet side, though he has a funny and witty side. He can be a very playful and charming individual, the one reason he's such a good captain. He's able to connect with people, and it helps that he's good with words and at communication.

He's also very driven and determined. Once he puts his mind to something, he won't quit until it's done. He does not procrastinate at all. He hates waiting to finish something that needs to be done. As a result, he's academically successful, and responsible. He's always on time, and most of the time, early to everything. He's pretty sure of himself, but there is some doubt and insecurity, because of his sexuality and religion. Once he feels attracted to a guy, he'll try to avoid that guy at all costs. Which is hard, since some of his teammates are very cute. It's a struggle.

If Tanner sees somebody upset, or struggling with something, he won't hesitate to help. He doesn't care who is around or who sees. He feels like his place on Earth is to be a good person, and part of that is caring about others. He tries his best to do the right thing, but everybody makes mistakes. He tries to not get hung up on the fact he's attracted to guys, but his pastor father does sometimes get into his head, and he wonders if something is wrong with him. He'll deny vehemently that he's gay, fearing that maybe, God won't love him. The weird thing is, he accepts everybody else, but he struggles to accept himself. He tries really hard to not "act gay" or to be straight, so, he may go along with gross comments about girls/women his teammates make, or even make some himself. He never feels proud afterward, but he fears somebody finding out the truth.

a p p e a r a n c e

Tanner looks like the charming boy next door type. He has a boyish smile and grin, his eyes always smiling along with his mouth. He stands at an even 6'0, with broad shoulders and a small waist, giving him a dorito-shaped torso. He's very fit and lean because of playing football for most of his life, and his skin is an almost contact tan color. He has short, dirty blonde hair that he parts to the side, his bangs fluffing enough that they never touch his forehead. He has shocking blue eyes, only being made more noticeable by his long, dark eyelashes and his light-colored eyebrows.

Tanner likes to wear jeans, graphic-tees, button-ups, hoodies, and sneakers. He almost always has his varsity jacket on, no matter the weather. Sometimes, he'll go without it, but it's rare. He's proud of being the captain of the Vipers football team and he enjoys showing that pride. He keeps his clothes casual and comfortable. The item he always has on, no matter what, is a plain golden cross necklace. He has a couple scars from being too rough as a child, and a nasty one on his right arm, from where he broke his arm during a game a couple years ago.

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h i s t o r y

Tanner's life is a reflection of a middle class white boy's. He grew up with a father who's the pastor of the local church, and a mother who was a stay at home mom. When he was eight, his mother gave birth to a girl, giving him a little sister named Tabitha. She prefers Tabby but Tanner likes to call her Tabitha to poke fun at her. They even have a golden retriever. The only thing they lack is a white picket fence. Obviously, Tanner grew up in a very religious household. They went to church every Sunday and he watched his father spit words of fire and brimstone, they prayed before every meal, and before they went to bed. They were involved in every church program, and Tanner went to Sunday school three nights a week.

The thing is, Tanner loves the religion. He's in the choir and he goes to every event that he's able to. He's a devout Christian, something his parents, especially his father, are very proud of. Yet, there's a big secret he keeps: he's gay. He realized it when he was young, when he was in the locker room and couldn't stop staring at the other boys. It resulted in an embarrassing situation. He has kept his mouth shut about it ever since, because he doesn't want his family finding out. He has read the Bible more times than he count, and what he has taken away from it is that God is loving and accepting.

Tanner doesn't hate himself, but he does wish he wasn't gay. It would make his life easier. He fears his family finding out, so he pretends to be straight the best he can. He also avoids anything feminine or any feminine mannerisms, in fear his dad would notice. His father is the type of pastor that believes any sin is going to get somebody into Hell, but especially homosexuality. Tanner doesn't like that at all, but the one time he was fourteen and told his dad God is accepting of everybody, his Dad sat him down and forced him write multiple Bible verses a hundred times. The next day, his hand was so stiff, he couldn't hold the football. After that, Tanner doesn't challenge his dad, but he is getting tired of his father's judgmental and hateful ways.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

@Aamaya ahh, awesome!

@RavensMuse yes! they do have their weak points though >.>

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

@Aamaya omg, thank you so much!! I really did love it, so I'm glad you approve!

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Wow, guys. This became bigger - and grander - than I had planned... and much longer. If anything is wrong, if the group is too big or anything, I can totally change it!

Toxo

Hi!

Welcome to Toxo. We are so glad you chose us to be the people you are surviving the apocalypse with! What a damn honor. You must be smart, too, because you chose the right group to spend the apocalypse with. Now, how about we sit down and have a nice, long chat, hm? Because this group wouldn't run so smoothly, or be so tight-knit, without a few ground rules, don't you think? Aha, you're gonna love this fucking place.

Whispering Pines Ranch sits upon a large piece of land, a glistening lake to the East of it, rocky points and jutting cliffs to the South, and flat land to the West and North. Scattered trees dot the property, almost forming a line around the West and North outer edge. Multiple buildings are scattered around the flat land; one large house, and two moderate houses, all sit separately. The large house sits by the lake, its porch extending over the waters, turning into a dock with a small boat gently bobbing in the water. The other two houses sit further away, one towards the South, another towards the West.

Large sheds, almost warehouse-like, sit not far from each house. Two fair-sized barns take home more North of the property, fences lining part of the land, crossing each other, cutting parts of the land off, to hold in different farm animals. Windmills take up the West and North flat areas. A large building sits diagonal from the house on the lake, a large pipe exiting a hole in the building, and disappearing into the lake. Plotted lands scatter around the property, different crops thriving in them, some in pop-up green houses. Pipes run through the fields, providing water for the crops when the California sky refuses. Each corner of the property has a tall watchtower, made up of a mixture of wood and metals. Solar panels dot the roofs of every building, and smaller ones sit atop the watchtowers.

Near the fields, a large, metal door is in the ground, leading to an underground food storage. Four-wheelers sit beside each house, big trucks sitting in driveways, and a couple cars. In the new world, in the apocalypse, this place looks like a slice of paradise. It's equipped with everything one needs to make it through this scary world comfortably. It's a safe haven, or at least, it used to be.

Whispering Pines Ranch was established long before the apocalypse hit the world. Robert Pines was a child during the Depression, and ever since then, he had feared a collapse in society. Many years of hard work, dedication, and two other like-minded friends breathed life into Whispering Pines Ranch. Made in 2010, this gave the aging men eight years to turn this ranch into something amazing. It has everything it needs to sustain itself without the need of the outside world.

Solar panels and windmills provide electricity. A large pump inside a warehouse-like building beside the lake extends pipes to each building and the fields, recycling and filtering water from the lake. Farm animals provide eggs, diary products, and meat. Hay fields and corn fields provide some food for those animals. Tractors sitting inside the large sheds provide a means to gather the crops easier. A underground food storage provides the ability to store food at colder temperatures, making it last longer, along with nonperishable foods.

They had eight years to perfect this place. They had eight years to prep it for another stock market crash, to prepare to be on their own while society crumbled. They hadn't prepared for people eating other people, though. Nonetheless, Whispering Pines Ranch was off the grid enough, they didn't have much trouble from anybody. The three old friends and their families lived peacefully, letting other survivors come and live with them. They were comfortable, happy, and at peace while the world was dying outside their ranch.

Though, that changed quickly when they let a group of five into their safe ranch. The group stayed to themselves, at first, did their chores, listened to the three leaders' words. But, something shifted. One of the men in the group said they could do more, be more, have more. They could house an army here, become unbeatable, rule the places around them. Robert and his friends didn't want that. They were old, they just wanted to keep to themselves, and live the rest of their days out on their beloved ranch.

That man grew tired of their inaction, though. He said if they didn't gather more people, run a stricter group, then they would lose it all. Lose it all to either the eaters or a bigger group. The man didn't want to see the ranch ruined; no, he wanted to improve it, see it thrive. The man had no trouble killing Robert and his friends, and when their families stepped out of line, he took them down, too. He took immediate action, creating a new system with which the ranch would run by. The people that weren't apart of his group were forced to conform to this new system, or end up like Robert Pines.

The Whispering Pines Ranch sign hanging at the end of the driveway was ripped down. A wooden sign replaced it, that spelled out Toxo. From then on, the new leader would go out, and recruit people. If they would benefit his group, and agreed to follow his word, they were in. After all, they could live comfortably, so why wouldn't people agree? Slowly, he built up his numbers, until he was at forty-five people living on the ranch.

It began to become a bit crowded. There are tents and a couple RVs now on the property, both moderate houses full. The large house only had the leader, and his best and closest members living in it, which included his right-hand man and a few others. With such a large number, and the way the leader chose them, they had useful members. A doctor created the study in the large house into his exam room. Two mechanics jumped from shed to shed, staying there and regularly checking on the tractors and vehicles. Though, today, gas is sparse, but they are still useful to checking on the water pump and other things like that. There is a plumber in the group, in case anything goes wrong. There are a couple gardeners, and while a large field isn't quite a small vegetable garden, they can still apply their knowledge. There is somebody who used to be a farmhand, helping with the animals, milking the cows, and feeding the animals. There is also an engineer, somebody who keeps an eye on the solar panels and windmills, plus helped with the building of the watchtowers.

For others, they are put to use doing the group's laundry. There are a few who keep up with the inventory of food and weapons. They have a lot of mouths to feed, and while they do have thriving crops and canned food, they always need more. Scouters and runners are also in the group. They not only search for food, but they also search for bathroom necessitates, feminine products, even condoms and other things such as those. They have toilet paper which is rare in this world. Their weapons are checked and maintained regularly. They do have guns, though limited ammo. As a result, they are allowed in the watchtowers, to look more intimidating. Only a select few, such as the leader and his close posse, are allowed to bring guns outside of the ranch and into the outside world. There is a large range of other weapons, built up from scouting and stealing. Everybody has to check weapons in and out, or use points to buy them.

Points are the currency of the ranch. Depending on one's job, how often they do that job, and how good they are at it, depends on how much points they get. With these points, they can go to the "general store" set up in one of the large sheds. The general store has mismatched shelves lined in it, with a collapsible table by the large garage door. It is opened everyday, from morning till nightfall, the side door always locked. There is multiple point keepers for each job, like a manager, and they give their "workers" the correct points. The workers can go into the "store," get what they need, and pay for it all at the table.

The points system isn't perfect. It needs some work. The points are simply written down, with the point keepers' signature, and they keep up with who gets how many points in journals that the Toxo leader checks each night if possible. There may be smudges, some extra points here and there, some prices negotiated in the "store" when they should not be. It's a large group, so naturally, there will be those who try to squeeze around the rules or slip something extra in their pocket.

Don't let the Toxo leader find out. There are punishments for those who betray the group, steal from the group, or smudge their points to get more. The punishments vary, depending on what exactly the person did to deserve one. It's a very strict system put in place on this ranch, and the Toxo leader does not take this system lightly. So, be good, don't fuck up, and you should be just fine.

Also, if any of the current members want to be right-hand man, or the other two/three/possibly four-six that the leader keeps in his back pocket, just let me know!

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

@Aamaya So, obviously, we can play NPCs within the groups, right? And is this in a specific place in Cali? Sorry if I missed that bit of detail.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

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I'm hoping he is a lot like Negan. I fucking love Negan. So glad he survived last season.

@Burning Kitty

You are going to be very happy then. I fucking love Negan, too, and he is my biggest inspiration for the leader >:D

edit: for those who are in the Toxo group, I am going to describe the group in more detail tonight. My last class of the day was cancelled so I have extra time on my hands. I want you guys to get an idea of the location and how it works there. Like I said above, I am taking a lot of inspiration from Negan, and the group will be similar to the Saviors.

Toxoplasmosa Outbreak

Sorry for the wait. School is busy, and I got behind on other stuff on here x.x But tomorrow and Friday, I'm gonna work on my strict leader >:)

Spliced

Addy got her fill of the meat as the others continued to talk. She realized belatedly she had never given her name, so distracted by the new feelings she was experiencing and how hungry she was. She glanced up at the girl called Roxy, and ate another strip of steak as the other girl, Vita, answered. She didn't make a comment on the boys being in prison outfits. Instead, she looked down at her food. She felt so different, everything sounded and tasted and smelt different. She didn't really like it.

"My name is Abby, by the way. Sorry," she said, feeling a little more human after her meal. Though, she wasn't sure how much human was actually left in her. Which was a bit scary. "I was in the Navy. Said we could save a lot of lives. I felt like it would be a good thing..." that had yet to be seen. She turned to the doctor then, eyes narrowing. "Speaking of which, doc, where are my two friends that joined this experiment with me?"

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

Quincy

n i c k n a m e

quin
king

a g e

17 years young

g e n d e r

male

s e x u a l i t y

loud and proud homosexual

r e l a t i o n s h i p s t a t u s

single and ready for some tlc

a p p e a r a n c e

It took Quincy longer than his other classmates to shoot up into the beanstalk he is today. He stands at 6'1, with long, lanky limbs. He isn't extremely skinny, there is some leanness to him, but he could still be described as a pole. His skin is sensitive to the sun, so he has to pile on the sunscreen. As a result, he usually stays a pale color, though sometimes, a barely there tan may show up. He always gets excited about those.

He has a mop of curly, brown hair atop his head. His sides are cut shorter, resulting in his curly hair flopping onto his forehead, sometimes hanging in his eyes. His eyes are a bright blue, only made more noticeable by his thick, long eyelashes and pale features. He attempts to take care of himself, by washing his face day and night, but there are plenty of more fun things than washing a face so he may not always manage. Even still, his face is pretty clear, with a couple scattered acne scars that aren't that bad. He has light freckles going across the bridge of his nose; they aren't that noticeable, but they do show up more during the summer or when somebody is really looking at his face.

His clothing style is comfortable. He enjoys his jeans, his t-shirts, his button-ups, and his sneakers or boots. He rarely wears anything that isn't considered casual. He loves colors. Now that he has the option of what to wear, he loves to experiment with bright and wacky colors, or weird shirts or pants. He loves disappearing into an over-sized hoodie, or letting his arms feel the breeze of summer. Though, he's careful when he wears short-sleeves or shorts. He does have scars from his childhood abuse, and some are on his arms and legs. It's mostly burn marks, from cigarettes and lighters, but there are a few nasty looking scars from a sharp object. There aren't so many that it's immediately noticeable, but they are still there, so he's careful about what he wears when he knows he's going to be in a large group.

h a b i t s

chews on almost anything, like his clothes, pens, paper, and nails, to name a few.
lounges and kicks his feet up anywhere possible.
talks with his hands.
hums/whistles a lot.
never sits with his back to an exit when in a new place.
hoards food/eats quickly.
cringes/flinches at lifted hands/playful hitting.

h o b b i e s

painting/drawing/scuplating.
singing.
watching musicals and singing with them.
knitting.
binge-watching.
puzzles/games (video, computer, tabletop).
baking/cooking.

l i k e s

outdoors.
being creative.
learning a new song and belting it/music.
cuddles/being comforted.
meaningful conversations.
psychology.
getting out/riding with the windows down at night.
laying in the grass/stargazing.

d i s l i k e s

drugs/alcohol/cigarettes.
cleaning.
being inside for long periods.
soda.
small talk.
demanding/bossy people.
arguments/fights/violence.
yelling/shouting.

s e c r e t s

he's adopted.
the abuse he experienced as a child.
has nightmares/terrors/extreme paranoia.
goes to therapy.
can't swim.
has never had sex, nor kissed anybody.
not taking his medication regularly.

f e a r s

water/drowning.
bathtubs/small spaces like closets.
rejection.
brash, older men.
getting addicted to drugs/alcohol.
deep/heavy sleeping.
his birth parents.

p e r s o n a l i t y

There's a weird thing about people who have gone through such extreme abuse as a child like Quincy: typically, they turn out be very non-judgmental and kind. Quincy is no different. The young boy adores people. He loves long conversations, meeting new people, and healthy debating. He loves to hear people's thoughts, their ideas, and their dreams. He's a very charismatic, kind individual, that is outgoing and caring. He's also very open-minded and not judgmental at all. It makes him easy to talk to and tell anything to.

Though, he's not very talkative himself. He'll ask questions, give his opinions or thoughts, but he says what he wants and not much else. He likes to observe and listen, rather than engage, which is one reason he enjoys the outdoors so much. There's a lot to witness outside. He's a hands-on person, so he can sometimes get touchy, his way of reassuring himself somebody is there with him, and not leaving. He gets a little anxiety when he's left alone in a room for a long period, or when it gets really loud. He realizes this, though, and is working on it, one of the things he hopes to work on during the summer, actually.

He's a very self-aware person, and he can be honest with himself and others. Though, he doesn't like to be mean, so he may sugar-coat things, or avoid the truth altogether if it's painful. Sometimes, he might blurt it, to get it out, but his first line of defense is avoiding it. He is very loyal and adores all his friends. He loves having a lot of friends, because he likes to surround himself with different walks of life. But, his own personal hang-up, is that he can never get close enough to somebody to tell them his secrets, his backstory, or his fears.

He tries really hard to make people laugh or be happy. If somebody is upset, he'll do a lot to help them. He doesn't like seeing people in pain, and he'll jump on the chance to help somebody, even a stranger. He can be stubborn, when it comes to getting through to somebody who is obviously upset and in need of a friend. He doesn't like giving up on somebody, or a task, for that matter. He's a pretty determined dude. He can actually be funny and punny sometimes, though there are those times he tries a little too hard, and his joke may fall flat. He also tries hard to be witty, but his comebacks are horrible. It makes him seem goofy though.

Overall, Quincy is somebody who tries really hard to be there for his friends. He's somebody that is sweet, sometimes funny, and caring. He's a shoulder to cry on, a tactile person, and somebody who loves giving hugs and comfort. He's very interested in people's thoughts, what makes people tick, and how they function. He loves the world, the outdoors, and tries to keep his anxiety and fears at bay to have a good time with his friends.

h o m e t o w n

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.

b a c k g r o u n d

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania was home to Quincy Kingston Newman for nine years of his life. That city holds bad memories for the young boy. He was born into a household that never wanted children, and should have never had them. His parents were uncaring and poor, resulting in their son being neglected and witnessing things a child never should. They resented him, told him daily they never wanted him. If it wasn't for the bare minimum they did for him as a baby, he wouldn't had made it. It was a miracle a child survived in the run-down house, used needles and broken beer bottles scattered about.

It seemed the older they got, the angrier they got. His mother completely ignored him once he was old enough to pull a stool up to the cabinets and attempt to find something edible. His father, though, didn't ignore him. After his parents would get high off of who knew what, and drunk off of the cheapest stuff, his father would find him. He was not nice. Usually, Quincy would manage to hide, but when his father did get ahold of him... it resulted in bruises and even cuts, tears and screams. One night, when he was seven, his father nearly drowned him in the bathtub. Quincy had tripped when bringing his screaming mother a glass of mountain dew mixed with cheap vodka, and spilled it everywhere. Quincy tried to run and hide, but his father snatched him up and threw him in the bathroom. He blocked the door, and made Quincy watch the bathtub filling up with cold water. Then, he proceeded to shove Quincy's head under repeatedly. At one point, Quincy blacked out, and woke up on the bathroom floor, beside the still full tub. Ever since, he had an intense fear of water.

Quincy barely made it to school most of the time, always coming in dirty clothes and tattered shoes. He grew up in a rough area, an even rougher school system. It was almost the norm to see kids in clothes too big or ripped pants. Finally, a teacher took action when he was eight years old. Once he came to school with a black eye and visible burn marks on his arms, the teacher had immediately taken action. His father had finally slipped up and hurt him in visible places. Quincy was only a scared, malnourished child. He didn't understand what was happening. He didn't understand the police got involved, his parents got arrested, and he was being placed into the foster care system. For a year, he jumped from foster home to foster home, houses filled with kids. It was better, but not by much. At least he wasn't getting hit and he was being fed.

When he turned nine, a Brooklyn couple that couldn't conceive their own child took an interest in him. The woman was a child psychologist, the father a Pre-K to 4th grade teacher. Quincy was scared of them at first, but after a couple more meetings, he began to warm up. They seemed nice, gentle. He hadn't experienced that a lot. Then, they adopted him. Quincy's whole world changed. At the beginning, it was hard. Quincy had never had a normal life in a loving and caring household.

His new parents showed him what that was, though. He latched onto them quickly, had no trouble calling them mom and dad, and they were a family from the moment they had met. He grew to adore and trust them. With them, he got the help and tools he needed, and became a healthier and happier child. When he was a sophomore in high school, he admitted to his parents he was gay. He had known since he was eleven. They immediately accepted him, telling him they saw him no differently, and he didn't have to worry about it. Being around that positive energy caused him to be proud of his sexuality, rather than to hide it away.

Though, not everything was good. Even after eight years, he still has nightmares, and still goes to therapy. He suffers from extreme paranoia at night, resulting in him staying up late into the night, and if he does manage sleep, a nightmare or terror usually wakes him up. Because of this, he is put on a medication that is supposed to help him sleep, though because of the paranoia, he doesn't take them every night like he should. He fears going into a heavy sleep and his birth parents kidnapping him without him realizing it. He also fears water and bathtubs, so, his parents made sure he had a walk in shower rather than a tubed shower. He still can't quite shake that fear. He is trying to get better, and get out. That's the whole point of him going on this big beach trip with his friends. He does not plan on swimming or getting near the ocean, though.

Quincy's Relationships

⚜ Acquaintances || ☯ Neutral || ☮ Friends || ♫ Best Friends || ♥ Love Interest || ⚤ Boyfriend/Girlfriend || ☠ Enemies

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☮ K ɪ ᴍ ʙ ᴇ ʀ ʟ ʏ . C ʜ ᴏ ☮
"Oh, Kim's so easy to talk to! I'd totally call her a friend."
Quincy really likes Kim's ability to ease herself into any conversation. He has discovered it's really easy to talk to her, and he likes her honesty. Because of that, he considers her a friend.

♫♥ B ʀ ᴀ ᴅ ʟ ᴇ ʏ . C ᴏ ᴘ ᴘ ᴇ ʀ ʙ ᴜ ʀ ɴ ♥♫
"Umm, yeah, Brad, he's... definitely cute. I like his strong personality, too."
Quincy really enjoys Brad's determination and boldness. He also enjoys his flirting when it's directed at him. Every time Quincy passes Brad in the hallway, he'll do the whole Jets-walking-and-snapping bit from West Side Story like a total dork. Quincy always looks forward to their nights spent watching musicals together.

☮ S ᴜ ɴ s ʜ ɪ ɴ ᴇ . H ᴏ ʟ ʟ ɪ ɴ ɢ s ᴡ ᴏ ʀ ᴛ ʜ ☮
"Sunshine is... kind of like a ray of sunshine, haha. Her cookies are amazing!"
Quincy really likes Sunshine's cookies... and her fun personality, too. While he has never been able to sit down and really talk to her, he'd call her a friend (totally not because he's hoping for more cookies).

⚜ M ᴏ ʟ ʟ ʏ . H ᴀ ʀ ᴛ ᴇ ʟ ʟ ⚜
"Molly seems really sure of herself! I like that."
Quincy has never talked to Molly a lot, but he admires her for the fact she seems very confident and outgoing. Quincy always likes sweet people, too, and he considers Molly a sweetheart.

☯ K ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴇ . P ʀ ᴜ ᴇ ᴛ ᴛ ☯
"Katie doesn't seem horrible... but she seems a bit bossy. Erm."
Quincy doesn't dislike or hate Katie, not at all. He doesn't think she's a bad person, either. He just witnessed her being bossy a couple times and has a tendency to not communicate with her much as a result. It doesn't mean he won't, but he won't go out of his way to either.

☯ M ᴀ ᴄ ᴋ ᴇ ɴ ᴢ ɪ ᴇ . P ʀ ᴜ ᴇ ᴛ ᴛ ☯
"I will never admit I sometimes get her and her sister mixed up... but Mackenzie seems sweet!"
When passing by one of the sisters in the hallways, Quincy can't always tell which is which. That's probably why he has never really sat down with either of them. He knows if maybe he tries, he'd be able to. Mackenzie seems really sweet, but he's kind of nervous about becoming friends with the twins and mixing them up by accident.

☯ S ᴛ ᴇ ᴘ ʜ ᴀ ɴ ɪ ᴇ . C ʀ ᴏ s s ☯
"Ahahaha, wow. I don't hate her or anything, but I avoid her... a little..."
Quincy isn't always sure how to handle loud and abrasive personality types. As a result, he avoids Stephanie like the plague. He has never really talked to her, and he wouldn't brush her off if they happened to end up in the same room alone, but he would be nervous and a little scared.

♫ V ɪ ᴏ ʟ ᴇ ᴛ . K ᴀ ɴ ɢ ♫
"Aww, Vee is sweet! My singing partner in crime!"
Quincy thinks Violet is really sweet, and he likes to start a duet with her whenever possible. He does consider her a best friend, somebody he can randomly go up to in the hallway and start belting out a song, ignoring all the looks they get. He loves when they get to hang out and practice a new song for fun together.

⚜ B ʟ ᴀ ᴋ ᴇ . M ɪ ɴ ⚜
"I don't know Blake that well... we've never really talked."
Quincy doesn't know that much about Blake. He has talked to her a little, but not as much as he likes talking to somebody. He wouldn't mind getting to know her better, though.

☮ A ᴅ ᴅ ɪ s ᴏ ɴ . M ɪ ɴ ☮
"Aww, Addy! Uh, don't tell him I called him that... please..."
Quincy likes when he bumps into Addison. Addison seems really nice, and he likes the fact they can bond over singing. Quincy hopes he can get to know him better this summer.

⚜ S ᴀ ᴍ ᴜ ᴇ ʟ . C ᴏ s ᴛ ɪ ɢ ᴀ ɴ ⚜
"Sam seems pretty funny... but he seems like a player, too. I would be interested in what goes on in his head. I feel like there's something deeper going on there."
Quincy has never sat down and talked to Sam, but he would be down for it. Strictly because Quincy has a curiosity about what goes on in everybody's head. He has heard rumors about Sam being a player, and getting suspended before, so that only increases his curiosity.

☯ S ɪ ʟ ᴀ s . P ᴇ ʟ ʟ ᴇ ᴛ ɪ ᴇ ʀ ☯
"Uh, Silas is kind of on the level that Spice is. I kind of... avoid..."
Quincy loves strong personality types, but he doesn't love those who seem rude. That's why he avoids them. He doesn't dislike them, because he knows just one personality trait doesn't define somebody, but he always can't be around it. Like with Spice, he'd totally sit down and talk to Silas, but he wouldn't seek it out on purpose.

☮ J ᴇ ᴍ ɪ ɴ ᴀ . F ᴀ ʀ ᴀ ᴅ ᴀ ʏ ☮
"Aww, my little flower child. I love how mellow she is."
Quincy has a soft spot for Jemina, probably because she seems so sweet and, almost in a way, innocent. Quincy loves when he gets a chance to talk to her, asking about her dreams, and her opinion on many different things. Quincy feels like she has a different view of life from others he has met, and he really enjoys it.

☮♥ R ɪ ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ʀ ᴅ . M ᴄ M ɪ ʟ ʟ ɪ ᴏ ɴ ɪ ɪ ɪ ♥☮
"Ahaha, ah, Richie. He's really funny... and cute... but you didn't hear that from me! I'm pretty sure he's straight..."
Quincy really likes how silly Richard is. The other boy can easily get a laugh from Quincy, and so Quincy likes being around him. He considers him a good friend, though he does not have a crush on him, okay?! He just thinks he's cute and funny, nothing crush-y about that!

☮ G ᴜ ᴀ ᴅ ᴇ ʟ ᴜ ᴘ ᴇ . I ɢ ʟ ᴇ s ɪ ᴀ s ☮
"Lupe is such a sweet girl... I would love to talk to her more, but she can be so quiet sometimes."
Quincy considers Guadelupe a friend strictly because she's so sweet and cute. The few times he has engaged with her, she seemed a bit shy, but he feels like there's more there. He's hoping this summer, he can see her come out of her shell some more.

☮ D ᴇ s ʜ ᴀ ᴡ ɴ . M ᴀ ʀ ᴄ ᴜ s ☮
"Dee seems like a really nice and chilled guy. I'd call him a friend."
While Quincy hasn't had a lot of conversations with Deshawn, the few he has had, he liked him. He's kind of quiet, but he was nice. Quincy considers anybody nice his friend. He has heard rumors Deshawn can be a bit... aggressive, but he hasn't witnessed it himself. He wouldn't let that cloud his judgement of somebody, though he may avoid them a little because of his own past.

☯ S ᴏ ɴ ɴ ʏ . E s ᴘ ᴏ s ɪ ᴛ ᴏ ☯
"I don't know Sonny that well, honestly... all I know is that he's really into music, and I respect that."
Quincy hasn't had many interactions with Sonny. As a result, he doesn't know much about him. But, he does know Sonny loves music, and Quincy does like that about him.

☯ M ɪ s s ʏ . D ᴇ s ᴄ ʜ ᴀ ɪ ɴ ☯
"Missy is fucking beautiful... and fucking intimidating, too..."
If Quincy wasn't gay, he'd have a huge crush on Missy. He thinks she's gorgeous, and he likes himself a strong woman. But, they do scare him a little, so he may avoid her somewhat. Obviously, he hasn't really sat down and talked to Missy. He would be nervous to, in all honesty.

☯ T ᴀ ᴇ . H ᴏ ʟ ʟ ɪ ɴ ɢ s ᴡ ᴏ ʀ ᴛ ʜ ☯
"I don't know Tae all that well... to be honest, I do like how... logical, I guess, he can be. But, he also seems uncaring, which is... erm."
Quincy doesn't know Tae well enough to give a fair opinion on him. Though, he has witnessed him from afar, and has a slight idea of him. But, Quincy knows it isn't fair to think he knows him completely until he actually tries. Maybe Quincy will during the summer; he wouldn't mind that.

☯ B ᴇ ʟ ɪ ɴ ᴅ ᴀ . S ᴄ ᴏ ᴛ ᴛ ☯
"Oh, man, uh. Bill seems pretty awesome but she kind of scares me too?"
Quincy hasn't really talked to Belinda one on one before. Maybe because he doesn't seek her out. She has a totally awesome look he admires, but he has seen her act violently. That shit scared him and he avoids her.

♫ F ɪ ɴ ɴ ʟ ᴇ ʏ . M ᴏ ʀ ʀ ɪ s ᴏ ɴ ♫
"This is my guy! I adore him. He's just... sweet and cool."
Quincy really enjoys Finnley's company. He finds Finn to be very kind and caring. It also helps they can play games together, and nerd talk. Quincy needs somebody like that in his life, and he found it in Finnley.

Oᴜʀ Lᴀsᴛ Sᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ Tᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ

@Silence Sounds ahh, thank you!! It's funny because I just added that Quin likes to watch musicals, then I noticed that's one of Bradley's likes! Musical buddies!

Sweet, I'll discuss relations in there and get on top of that!