Get to Know Quinn
Character Biography
I know being part of a traveling carnivale doesn't seem like it would provide the kind of stability a girl needs, but you really should try it before you decide. There's something comforting about the way that everyone knows their place, and what's expected of them. I'm Quinn Fabray, and I'm your resident fortune teller. Come see what the cards have to say.
[Banner by ~queersort.]
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
the pessimistic protection plan [open]
There was one thing that working in a carnival taught you, and that was that everything had to be a show. Maybe there were no customers around yet, but that didn’t mean it was okay for Quinn to walk out of her caravan in yoga pants and the t-shirt she’d stolen from Dave last time she’d spent the night at his trailer. Before she set a foot outside the door, she made sure that her hair was laying smoothly around her face, her makeup was perfect, and that the combination of white prairie skirt and tight yellow sleeveless shirt didn’t make her look fat.
Shoulders back, chin up, stomach sucked firmly in, Quinn walked across the grounds, barely sparing a glance for the rousties setting up for the coming day. Her destination? Nowhere in particular, but she’d spent more than enough time holed up in her caravan and she was getting just a little stir crazy. Surely, somewhere in this busy place, there was someone worth spending time with. She just had to hope that they’d notice her, because there was no way in hell she was going to look desperate by making that first move. If nothing else, she’d sit down and eat lunch by herself, just to prove that being alone didn’t bother her at all.
