Have you see the OVA or read the manga series of Hellsing? If so how far have you gotten? If not please direct your attention to youtube, and watch OVA 1-4 at least. Warning: If you have watched the anime we require you watch the OVA, or read the manga. The anime is not canon. This is not our opinion. This is the law set down by the creator of Hellsing, Kouta Hirano. Read Original Manga through and read up to chapter 6 in dawn
Name: Quincey Harker III
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: Quincey stands about 6'2'' and weighs 200 lbs of slender muscle. His eyes are an odd orange that seem to burn at times of extreme emotion and fit well with his slender face. He is clean shaven and his black hair is kept in a small braid.
Clothing of choice: Quincey is dressed in clothes that only really old money allows, $500 shoes and a jacket that is custom made so that anything will slide off it. He wears a red wine shirt and black pin-stripe pants. Around his neck is a silver cross and a fedora on his head.
Weaponry of choice: Quincey wields a pair of blessed Kukri knives.
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Race: Special Human
Abilities: Medium supernatural agility, stamina, and reflexes. Regeneration may take an extremely long amount of time for major damage (ie: 25 posts).
Quincey was trained in a number of martial arts including bare-knuckle boxing, fencing, capoeira, and Chuōjiǎo.
Organization: Hellsing
Personality: Quincey is one that acts and speaks with what one might take first for arrogance however upon knowing him you learn this is actually because of his prior knowledge and skill than sheer faith in himself. He is incredibly flirtatious around women and has the air from his aristocracy but he doesn't allow this to rule his life. He treats the people of Hellsing like a second family because of his family's connection to the organization.
Rank: Member
Biography: Quincey Harker III's story begins with his great-grandmother Mina Harker, despite the fact that she was saved from becoming a vampire she still held the echo and not only did this effect her in death but her children as well. Quincey III is the grandson of Mina's first child which was named after one of the hunter of Dracula that died in the final battle. His family became financially successful and often interacted with the Hellsing organization in both funds and people. His family also found they had abilities beyond normal humans including an enhanced life span and occasional taste for blood.
Quincey himself was born in this world and learned the story of his bloodline and learned how to control it. Using his family's money and influence Quincey built himself a life of ease moving from one fiery romance to another though he did also use his power to obtain more through foreign sources. When his father became ill Quincey even took over the family's resources and proved to be quite capable but quietly went back to his old life when his father became healthy again. Despite the relief of returning to his old life Quincey soon found himself more bored than ever and after much thought decided to join the Hellsing as his family had in the past.
RP sample:Post 1: Quincey enjoyed the sound of the rushing wind as he drifted down the mountainous roads that led from the mansion to London. It had only taken 11 seconds for the car to reach its max speed 253 miles per hour and Quincey wanted to see how long he could keep that speed in such terrain. Looking at the gas tank however her couldn't help but be less than impressed.
"Bloody hell! For $1,700,000 this thing should run on air or something!" Quincey could soon see the city and slowed down to an actual decent speed until he reached the club. He then pulled the car up and tossed his keys to the valet without looking.
"Fill 'er up while your at it."Post 2: Quincey entered the club feeling the throb of the music against his chest, looking around he saw a number of people but none that were of particular interest. A few people recognized him and he made some remarks to them while moving his way to the bar and ordering his usual drink. As he looked around he saw a rather attractive young women farther down the bar drinking a drink and looking rather separated from the rest of the swarming masses in the club. With a quick inquiry to what she was drinking he ordered one for her and walked over.
"A beautiful women like yourself shouldn't be without company, care if I join you?"Battle Post: "What the bloody fuck is going on? The vampire looked at the remnants of his gun and the bloody stump of the hand that was once holding it. He turned towards Quincey with a look of pure hatred.
"Your going to fucking pay for that!" Quincey stood a few feet away looking at the enraged vampire.
"Such vulgar language you vampires really are pathetic in every way." Charging forward Quincey saw a glimpse of the vampire's surprise before his blades cut into his neck severing the head with a fountain of crimson blood. Cleaning his blades he looked at the corpse of the vampire.
"Well that is one less vampire to worry about, might as well go tell Integra about it." 
Subject: Quincey Harker III 
