Quorra

[rolypolyquorra]

QUORRA

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the basics
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name - Quorra

gender - Female

age - 5 Years

species - Lion

homeland - Outlands

rank - Adult

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quick description - A pale golden female with unusual gray eyes.

full description - Quorra is a sleek, pale golden female with long legs and paws that are slightly lighter than the rest of her body. Her eyes are an intriguing and unusual gray color. She's very athletic and skilled in any combat she may have to face as well as adept at keeping herself hidden despite her coat.

personality - Quorra is an unlikely young warrior, with a very rare combination of strength and innocence. She seems to have a foot in another world (not magically speaking, of course), and as unlikely as it may seem for a feline of the Outlands, is led completely by compassion and selflessness. She has no desire to be of a higher rank, and is very athletic and loyal. She’s incredibly optimistic and innocent and childlike, which tends to irritate some. She’s an exceptionally intelligent feline and driven entirely by her heart. She’s a strongly-built lion, but there are many physically stronger.

history - Quorra never had a family around growing up as a cub. She couldn't tell you what happened to them, because even she herself can't remember. It didn't bother her much since she'd never met them, but she often wondered what had happened. With nobody around to answer her questions about life itself, Quorra was a lone wanderer, and while still young, met up with an aged lion named Apollo.

For the next few years, she spent time with this older lion, learning from him and becoming a loyal confidante. He taught her all about the world they lived in, about the Pridelands, everything. She in turn, developed a sense of curiosity that she carried throughout her adulthood once Apollo had passed, a rather depressing time for the young Quorra.

Quorra joined the Outlands, hoping bring a better sense to their group, and has lived there ever since.

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what about yourself
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who are you - Quorra

roleplay example -
---From a TRON RPG
Alertness was an important thing if you were to participate in the Games. Absolutely necessary if you wanted to survive. Quirina often liked to observe the Games, but rarely ever participated. A bit too closely pressed to programs on either side of her, Quirina sat in the stands, studying the two participates armed with their light cycle batons at hand.

She could almost feel the tension pass between the two participants as they waited for the Game to begin. It sparked a small flame of excitement within her programming.

In what seemed like slow-motion, the two batons turned to full light cycles, and the participants armed with their apparel that Gem and the rest of the Sirens had readied them with in the Armory seemed to blend in with the beautiful combination of the dark color and bright lights laced into it.

The participants took off in different directions, long streams of light flowing behind their vehicles. The looks on both of their faces were ones of determination, and that made Quirina wonder which one was determined enough to save them from deresolution.

The crowd was chanting and exclaiming different words of enthusiasm for either side as one contestant came close to the other's light stream, but Quirina remained silent, deciding not to root for one side or the other. The contestant made an abrupt turn to the right to save themselves from the dooming light, causing the crowd that had been rooting for that one program to cheer with glee.

Quirina glanced in slight annoyance at the program beside her, who was cheering too loud for her liking, but kept the angered words she wanted to snap inside of her. She enjoyed observing the Games, but she never understood why certain programs got so overenthusiastic about them. How could one watching another of their own kind being derezzed provoke such pleasure?

Finally, the program that had nearly been derezzed just a few moments before sped ahead of the other and took a sharp turn so as to catch their opponent in their light stream.

And with that, the crowd erupted into cheers as if it would be the last Game they would ever see.

[´´miyuki]

Approved! Welcome to DNE, Quorra.