Quinn

Name: Quinn Delaney, but he goes by 'Quinn' or just 'Q' Gender: Male Age: 26 years Height: 6'3" Occupation: Pokemon trainer, occasionally works for the local gym as a preliminary battler for those wanting to take on the gym challenge. Description: Quinn has naturally spikey, shoulder-length hair he often keeps up in a high ponytail; it's a velvety purple color, much like his Haunter. He looks like your stereotypical troublemaker bad-boy, complete with pierced ears, a pierced tongue, and a sharp leather jacket reminiscent of something a yakuza member might don. He always wears a black choker around his neck, not only as a sensual fashion statement, but also to cover up a scar he got as a child from being attacked by a Honchkrow (this is also why he's secretly afraid of bird Pokemon). He has dark, brown eyes, sharp canine teeth, and a crass vocabulary. Quinn has an 8.3 inch long penis when erect, a bulbous head from the top of the shaft before narrowing as it trails to the base, where two plump balls hang. He is uncircumcised and releases copious amounts of both pre-cum and semen when stimulated; while he will never admit it, he loves to play with his ass while he masturbates, though he much prefers to find a partner to help him rather than do it alone. Quinn is bisexual and has no preference on gender when looking for a hookup. His bedroom preferences are vast, and he's privy and into most kinks. He loves to dominate his partner and will very seldomly let someone else take control. With male partners, he is a power bottom. He loves to spit into his partners mouths, degrade them with both filthy words and praise alike, and leave marks all over their body (whether it's slapping, biting, scratching, ect). Quinn is also quite fond of choking his partners, making them deep throat his cock, and very much enjoys when they cry. Occasionally, if one is willing, he'll let his Haunter join in on the fun, whether it's to restrain his partner with paralysis or use his tongue to perform oral. Despite how sadistic he is in bed, Quinn always tries to engage in comforting aftercare.

Quinn was born and raised in the Hoenn region to a distant mother and an absent father. He grew up a troublemaker from the get-go, always harassing strangers in his hometown of Slateport or stealing from vendors trying to sell their wares. His favorite pastime was getting the city-folk riled up with his antics, and then hiding just to watch them run around. Quinn left the Hoenn region at 19, bringing along his trusty partner Pokemon, a Haunter named Spooks. He chides himself even now on giving him such a childish name, but he was just a kid when he and the Gastly met, so it's excusable, right? Not knowing exactly what he wanted to do with his life, Quinn and his Haunter simply traveled around, wreaking havoc wherever they went, and making both friends and enemies along the way. Adulthood had given him both its new share of challenges and hardships, but he took each in stride, living a carefree life of hedonism and tomfoolery whenever he could. Battling was his pastime, along with the occasional odd-job to keep his finances up.

Quinn is now 26, and has settled down in this region for the forseeable future. He's lived here for two years now, and while he's matured considerably, he still manages to get into trouble whenever he can help it. He has an extensive criminal record for theft, battery, and assault, but he tries his best to keep this clean streak going. After all, he can't live his life the way he wants to while in prison. Quinn isn't a bad guy, but falls more on the chaotic neutral spectrum. Though he doesn't look it, he also loves being outdoors and exploring, along with studying Pokemon he's never seen before and learning more about the ones he has.

Quinn always speaks casually and often-times crudely, not afraid to curse or laugh at others misfortunes. Despite this, when it comes down to brass tacks, Quinn is actually very reliable, and even has a sweet side to those he cares for. He's a mischievous troublemaker at heart, but his empathy knows no bounds, even if he tries to hide it beneath a flippant or aloof attitude.