Santana, Quinn

QUINN SANTANA

[attr="class","perhead"] THE FORTUNE

[attr="class","egoistic"]PERSONALITY

[attr="class","perbox"] They say you can best understand a man in what he is driven by. [break][break]
For Quinn, this is a unitary motivation. Greed. Not any complex variant thereof, but the simplest, purest, most acknowledgeable type of greed you could conceive of. Material greed. There is nothing Quinn wants for more than wealth.[break][break]

His solitary allegiance is to himself; he has no family of which to speak, and given his status as a new player in New York, he has no close friends. Due to this, he is inclined towards attitudes of strict self-preservation and generally averse to all forms of generosity.
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Tenacious and single-minded, he is determined in his pursuit of material wealth however, and feels no moral issue with lying, cheating, and stealing to get where he wants to be, and is incredibly skilled at it -- a convincing liar, as Quinn reads people before he reads anything else. Generally, combined with an arsenal of useful skills, he finds himself making most plans up as he goes along.

[attr="class","egoistic"]BIOGRAPHY

[attr="class","perbox"] Born a bastard child on Christmas Day to Maria Gonzales Santana of an important American political figure who remains unnamed to this day, Quinn was the picture of quiet rebellion through elementary school in Mexico City. His mother never told him his father's name, only that he was Irish -- and henceforth came his own name. Quinn. [break][break]

Maria was a hard worker, however, and before long, coyotes took the mother and son north over the border to America. By the age of nine, Quinn was settled in Las Vegas. Immigration never knocked on their door -- Quinn's mother worked relentlessly to keep the family afloat as he learnt his way around the city that never slept in a world that never owed him anything.[break][break]

By 14, he was sneaking booze. By 16, he was tall enough to lie his way into bars. By 18, he looked old enough to make his way into casinos. He took his beatings and disobeyed his mother, but she knew, deep down, that her Quinn would come around. It wasn't long before he started underage cardsharking -- sleeving aces and cheating in underground casinos for lack of entry to the ones above.
First it was a broken nose. Then it was a broken rib. After an arm, Maria made the executive decision for her son to move north.
To learn.[break][break]

After half a semester of community college in southern Oregon, Maria contracted pancreatic cancer. It moved quickly and caught a hard-working woman by surprise. Forgetting all the sentiments his mother had sent him out of Nevada with, he cared for her for the few months before her demise. He went back to his old ways with a new invigoration and defiance. After he made enough money sleeving aces underground to buy into the Bellagio, Caesar's Palace, the MGM Grand, he lost it all at the door. [break][break]

It went on like this for months. January would be stale bread and dirty water. February would be caviar and champagne. It wasn't long before sharp little Quinn, a few weeks shy of 25, took the upper hand upstairs. With a system developed over months, he worked his buy-in back up at the chicken-shit tables -- and then stepped through the door to the big casinos.[break][break]

Every card has a number. Every number has a word. And every casino had seen it before. One by one, he walked out of them with bundles of chips. And one by one, they confiscated them and banned him. Every now and then, he caught a beating. He was used to it by then.[break][break]

But after a while, he came out enough on top from the last casino in town that kicked him out the door that he settled for a while. A girlfriend. A midtown apartment. Medium-quality beer. Behind it all, though, Quinn knew he could do better. He felt he deserved better. He felt... bored. [break][break]

Without a word to anyone, one day, he walked to the bus station and bought a ticket. It was time for him to head east. The other city that never slept. The one he'd never seen anywhere but the TV. The one where people like him weren't a dime a dozen, they were a needle in a haystack.[break][break]

New York City.

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Never bring emotion to the table."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS YOUR IDEA OF PERFECT HAPPINESS?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "A casino trolley full of chips. It's overflowing."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST FEAR?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "An empty casino trolley."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST HATE IN YOURSELF?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Gotta have one more hand. Greed. You chase it."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS THE TRAIT YOU MOST HATE IN OTHERS?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Stubbornness."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER THE MOST OVERRATED VIRTUE?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Selflessness."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] ON WHAT OCCASION DO YOU LIE?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "About every third word."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT DO YOU CONSIDER YOUR GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "I got half a million from the Bellagio pits ten feet from the door."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Two loaded dice and a razor-edged Ace of Clubs."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS THE LOWEST DEPTH OF MISERY?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Bankruptcy."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT DO YOU MOST VALUE IN YOUR FRIENDS?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Their investments."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] WHAT IS YOUR GREATEST REGRET?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "Not getting six feet closer in the Bellagio."

[attr="class","egosurvey"] HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE?

[attr="class","egoanswers"] "With a thick cigar in my mouth, and a bottle of rum under my arm."

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