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Molly Qiang
Species: Giant Panda
Age: Late 20s
Height: 5'6”
Weight: 522 lbs.
Personality:
- Puckish, sarcastic, calculating.
- Efficient and ruthless when it comes to mundane tasks and work but is chill and easy going in most other contexts.
- Sardonic attitude is a shield for her inner ideals and sensitivity.
- Generally good morals and ethics but isn't above sticking it to The Man every now and then or breaking the rules to do the right thing.
- Likes to observe and periodically bring up airtight points in conversation rather than leading it onward.
- Fears people seeing past her cynical veneer and being truly vulnerable. This clashes directly with her desire to have close relationships and to be understood and appreciated deeply. This is one of the main sources of strife in her life.
- No patience for the willfully stupid.
- Smooth and mature lower-middle range voice.
Interests:
- Near-genius level in music theory and composition. Learned the systems and mechanics to then bend and utilize to her own ends, especially rhythm and polymeter. Main bread-winning skill is drum machine programming and synthesizer composition.
-Practices electric guitar for herself as a hobby since childhood. First Chair trumpet through high-school and switched to piano/keyboard in college. All things considered, a formidable musician.
- SNES and PS2 are her favorite video game consoles. Resents modern AAA gaming.
- Shonen, Mecha and Seinen Anime/Manga. Action, Sci-Fi and Historical Drama movies.
- Thrifty in her shopping habits, plans and researches major purchases, donates to charity. Isn't too bad at finance and basic bookkeeping.
- DIY attitude, likes learning how things work before relying on outside help. Maintains her belongings fairly well.
- Socializes more on the Internet than outside. Doesn't go clubbing a whole lot unless performing some sort of music but is a faithful patron to local food businesses.
Body:
- Large, sharp, golden eyes.
- Naturally black hair that she bleaches and then dyes periwinkle.
- D cup bust, narrow shoulders.
- Bell shaped. Rotund belly with love handles set atop generous hips; thighs that taper down to graceful calves, ankles and feet. Ample rear. She doesn't know how or why but she loves it all the same. Has gained more since helping with Kyra’s business.
- Solidly planted and sort of strong.
Attire:
- Sports a periwinkle bob with side-locks that graze her shoulders. Messy bangs hang around eyebrow level save for one that curls upward on the right side.
- Keeps a decent ensemble of leggings, shorts, band t-shirts, track suits and v-necks. Elastic waistbands are her friends.
- Has a thing for zip-up hoodies, prefers them over heavy parkas in the winter
- Doesn't like to accessorize.
Relationships:
- Puts forth lots of effort in relationships and values when they happen after going through many short and unsuccessful flings in college.
- Feminine-leaning Pansexual. Rejects the traditional notions of making a family to spite her mother.
- Struck out on her own as soon as she was able but is on good terms with her parents. No siblings. Closer to her father than mother.
-Was in a brief romantic relationship with Kyra Ashmore before dialing it back to a safer platonic one.
-Currently in a relationship with Ezra Grayson in addition to establishing a polyamorous relationship with Kyra and Graham, with Kyra being the source of much of Molly’s regret and desire.
Back story:
Her mother worked long hours as a CFO for a shipping company and her father was a Sonar Technician. Mr. and Mrs. Qiang would frequently have spats over the fact that Mr. Qiang had too much influence over Molly as he was discharged from service and was a stay at home dad. He'd just shrug and take Molly back into the living room to watch violent movies or play video games. Mrs. Qiang would skulk outside to angrily suck down a cigarette. In spite of being ex-military Mr. Qiang was a very easy going fellow, and she liked that about him but they had a daughter to raise.
However, Mr. Qiang was always careful to explain in detail the underlying reasons and motivations for the on-screen conflicts and the repercussions of violence. As a result, Molly exercised diplomacy and restraint before doing something like giving a bully The People's Elbow. Mrs. Qiang tried once to intervene by enrolling Molly in ballet class: despite her stocky frame inherited from her father Molly wasn't bad at it at all. Unfortunately she was eventually kicked out for physical reprisals against snide comments made about her weight. Mrs. Qiang wasn’t thrilled with the sunk cost but respected the fact that her husband taught Molly to have a stiff backbone. But the world isn’t so black and white and you can’t just beat the hell out of those that cross you forever.
School life was easy and Molly’s dad would reward good grades frequently. They made trips to restaurants, video game stores and the local music store, usually with Norah in tow since her father served his time in the navy with Mr Qiang. This didn't bode well for Molly's weight and it steadily crept up during her teens. Mrs. Qiang could only scowl from over the spreadsheets and ROI reports on her laptop. Mr. Qiang's unwavering doting and Mrs. Qiang's scorn made for a rather nasty sounding chord and Molly's delicate self-esteem became manifest. She found sanctuary in music.
Molly had always displayed an aptitude for music being so blessed with her father’s sharp ears and her mother’s large brain. When given the choice between advanced placement classes she chose music theory. Her mother wanted Molly to apply her intelligence the way she saw fit (Math, Business and Economics). Molly shrugged it off and applied for the local music institute after graduating high school. Mrs. Qiang was vehement, claiming it was a volatile field and most music students end up settling for menial jobs. Instead of making a futile effort to counter- argue, Molly just glared back and announced that she was leaving.
Guitar in hand, she left to find her way in the city; of course, her dad was bereaved. Her mother, resigned, admitted that it was Molly’s chance to sink or swim. Molly quickly made friends with like minded music students, founding a handful of different bands and about as many romantic relationships both queer and straight. It was a time of great excitement, Molly got to try so many things and she held the positive attention of so many different people. As time went on, trying to be proficient at so many different instruments and appease said people when she was used to just making her dad proud drained Molly very quickly. She was very unused to being out of her depth and trying so hard at so many things. Being pulled in too many directions was an understatement. But she was free, had agency and was learning tons about herself when it came to things like romance and sex.
Unfortunately none of the bands she joined or relationships she got into went very far or would just end badly; with their remains behind her Molly looked forward to the end of music college. Occasionally she wondered if her mother was right and it would make her feel like she was spiraling out of control and heading to dark places until she remembered all the times her dad told her not to give up when things got too hard. With a grim frown and eye-bags she annihilated her final tests and performances. With the degree in-hand but ultimately feeling hollow and exhausted, Molly withdrew to the solitude of her apartment to try to broker deals with local businesses to supply their advertising jingles and other small sound engineering jobs.
Molly’s ego was badly wounded. She was working and making money, sure, but her life started to feel like a pointless grind. Her aversion to going outside and socializing began to concern her lifelong friend Norah. Norah observed Molly become more and more withdrawn and morose, starving for fulfilling love but unsure how or if she was even able to go after it. Norah finally convinced Molly to maybe ask local coffee shops or bars if they had open mic nights, if for no other reason to get out of her apartment. She dragged Molly, bellyaching and kvetching to a few until they found one Molly didn’t hate.
At the coffee shop she didn’t think anything of her performances but apparently she was the best the owner had ever seen. With that small success putting wind in her sail, Molly eventually met Kyra Ashmore, a red panda girl who had moved from another town to attend culinary school. The mutual attraction ignited quickly but Molly wasn’t so sure about diving head first into a committed relationship, even nearing a half decade since the chaos of college. She wanted it so bad but wasn’t sure she was capable of taking care of Kyra like she deserved. Kyra was perceptive of this and the two came to an agreement to remain platonic companions. Molly was guilt ridden but ultimately still wanted the best for Kyra, offering to help with Kyra’s aspirations to run her own small bakery by assisting with the bookkeeping.
Shortly after the bakery opened Kyra had met a peculiarly effeminate dwarf rabbit guy named Graham whom Molly didn’t recognize at first but he was a good worker and between the two of them Kyra quickly started doing good business. One day it hit Molly like a load of bricks that Kyra’s assistant and now boyfriend was no other than Graham Lansdowne, a really awkward and dumpy kid who was unfortunately blessed with a big ass she knew in high school. She would call him Izzy because of how much he hated his middle name.
Except, now, he was kind of gorgeous and charismatic, treating Kyra extremely well. Molly didn’t show a lot of friendliness toward him in their day to day dealings at the bakery but worried to herself if he remembered how she teased him and if he held it against her. But he didn’t seem like he did, always polite and humoring her when she wanted to be facetious. All that aside, Molly started to harbor maybe a tiny bit of resentment for how Graham and Kyra’s relationship burgeoned. Molly played it close to the vest that she still had feelings for Kyra, and at times it seemed like Kyra would let it slip that she still loved Molly but things on the surface seemed like they were going great so neither would ever press the matter further.
Molly worked out her frustrations the only productive way she knew how; on music. She wanted to create drama and bombast so she sent some demos to video game studios. She got a bite from one and secured a remote job making music for a high profile remake of an old first person shooter franchise where lots of violence and blood were commonplace. She was asked to attend a local convention where the game was featured, with much kvetching and eye rolling she agreed.
Once there she met Ezra Grayson, a popular streamer who was very interested in the game. She knew of him but never made it a habit to watch video game streamers but she was very impressed with his knowledge of the niche games she liked and was disarmed by his easy affability and his kind eyes. It didn’t hurt that despite Ezra being rather large and fat himself it didn’t seem to bother him and he radiated positive energy and exuberance, much like Kyra. Molly tamped down her fear and asked for his number; Ezra was pleased to let her have it if it meant he got to watch her play Brain Lord, Terranigma or Crusader of Centy… They eased into a functional relationship, they were happy to have each other and indulge in food, fun video games (and sex). Before meeting at the convention their lives had progressed to a point where they didn’t have to struggle to make ends meet. So Kyra and Graham, then Molly and Ezra lived and thrived in parallel relationships and for the first time in a while both girls were happy. But was something still missing?
TLDR:
Molly enjoys her simple life as a musician. She's proud of the fact that she took the reins over her own life. Her cynicism and apathy are smokescreens for her ideals and vulnerable emotions.
Species: Giant Panda
Age: Late 20s
Height: 5'6”
Weight: 522 lbs.
Personality:
- Puckish, sarcastic, calculating.
- Efficient and ruthless when it comes to mundane tasks and work but is chill and easy going in most other contexts.
- Sardonic attitude is a shield for her inner ideals and sensitivity.
- Generally good morals and ethics but isn't above sticking it to The Man every now and then or breaking the rules to do the right thing.
- Likes to observe and periodically bring up airtight points in conversation rather than leading it onward.
- Fears people seeing past her cynical veneer and being truly vulnerable. This clashes directly with her desire to have close relationships and to be understood and appreciated deeply. This is one of the main sources of strife in her life.
- No patience for the willfully stupid.
- Smooth and mature lower-middle range voice.
Interests:
- Near-genius level in music theory and composition. Learned the systems and mechanics to then bend and utilize to her own ends, especially rhythm and polymeter. Main bread-winning skill is drum machine programming and synthesizer composition.
-Practices electric guitar for herself as a hobby since childhood. First Chair trumpet through high-school and switched to piano/keyboard in college. All things considered, a formidable musician.
- SNES and PS2 are her favorite video game consoles. Resents modern AAA gaming.
- Shonen, Mecha and Seinen Anime/Manga. Action, Sci-Fi and Historical Drama movies.
- Thrifty in her shopping habits, plans and researches major purchases, donates to charity. Isn't too bad at finance and basic bookkeeping.
- DIY attitude, likes learning how things work before relying on outside help. Maintains her belongings fairly well.
- Socializes more on the Internet than outside. Doesn't go clubbing a whole lot unless performing some sort of music but is a faithful patron to local food businesses.
Body:
- Large, sharp, golden eyes.
- Naturally black hair that she bleaches and then dyes periwinkle.
- D cup bust, narrow shoulders.
- Bell shaped. Rotund belly with love handles set atop generous hips; thighs that taper down to graceful calves, ankles and feet. Ample rear. She doesn't know how or why but she loves it all the same. Has gained more since helping with Kyra’s business.
- Solidly planted and sort of strong.
Attire:
- Sports a periwinkle bob with side-locks that graze her shoulders. Messy bangs hang around eyebrow level save for one that curls upward on the right side.
- Keeps a decent ensemble of leggings, shorts, band t-shirts, track suits and v-necks. Elastic waistbands are her friends.
- Has a thing for zip-up hoodies, prefers them over heavy parkas in the winter
- Doesn't like to accessorize.
Relationships:
- Puts forth lots of effort in relationships and values when they happen after going through many short and unsuccessful flings in college.
- Feminine-leaning Pansexual. Rejects the traditional notions of making a family to spite her mother.
- Struck out on her own as soon as she was able but is on good terms with her parents. No siblings. Closer to her father than mother.
-Was in a brief romantic relationship with Kyra Ashmore before dialing it back to a safer platonic one.
-Currently in a relationship with Ezra Grayson in addition to establishing a polyamorous relationship with Kyra and Graham, with Kyra being the source of much of Molly’s regret and desire.
Back story:
Her mother worked long hours as a CFO for a shipping company and her father was a Sonar Technician. Mr. and Mrs. Qiang would frequently have spats over the fact that Mr. Qiang had too much influence over Molly as he was discharged from service and was a stay at home dad. He'd just shrug and take Molly back into the living room to watch violent movies or play video games. Mrs. Qiang would skulk outside to angrily suck down a cigarette. In spite of being ex-military Mr. Qiang was a very easy going fellow, and she liked that about him but they had a daughter to raise.
However, Mr. Qiang was always careful to explain in detail the underlying reasons and motivations for the on-screen conflicts and the repercussions of violence. As a result, Molly exercised diplomacy and restraint before doing something like giving a bully The People's Elbow. Mrs. Qiang tried once to intervene by enrolling Molly in ballet class: despite her stocky frame inherited from her father Molly wasn't bad at it at all. Unfortunately she was eventually kicked out for physical reprisals against snide comments made about her weight. Mrs. Qiang wasn’t thrilled with the sunk cost but respected the fact that her husband taught Molly to have a stiff backbone. But the world isn’t so black and white and you can’t just beat the hell out of those that cross you forever.
School life was easy and Molly’s dad would reward good grades frequently. They made trips to restaurants, video game stores and the local music store, usually with Norah in tow since her father served his time in the navy with Mr Qiang. This didn't bode well for Molly's weight and it steadily crept up during her teens. Mrs. Qiang could only scowl from over the spreadsheets and ROI reports on her laptop. Mr. Qiang's unwavering doting and Mrs. Qiang's scorn made for a rather nasty sounding chord and Molly's delicate self-esteem became manifest. She found sanctuary in music.
Molly had always displayed an aptitude for music being so blessed with her father’s sharp ears and her mother’s large brain. When given the choice between advanced placement classes she chose music theory. Her mother wanted Molly to apply her intelligence the way she saw fit (Math, Business and Economics). Molly shrugged it off and applied for the local music institute after graduating high school. Mrs. Qiang was vehement, claiming it was a volatile field and most music students end up settling for menial jobs. Instead of making a futile effort to counter- argue, Molly just glared back and announced that she was leaving.
Guitar in hand, she left to find her way in the city; of course, her dad was bereaved. Her mother, resigned, admitted that it was Molly’s chance to sink or swim. Molly quickly made friends with like minded music students, founding a handful of different bands and about as many romantic relationships both queer and straight. It was a time of great excitement, Molly got to try so many things and she held the positive attention of so many different people. As time went on, trying to be proficient at so many different instruments and appease said people when she was used to just making her dad proud drained Molly very quickly. She was very unused to being out of her depth and trying so hard at so many things. Being pulled in too many directions was an understatement. But she was free, had agency and was learning tons about herself when it came to things like romance and sex.
Unfortunately none of the bands she joined or relationships she got into went very far or would just end badly; with their remains behind her Molly looked forward to the end of music college. Occasionally she wondered if her mother was right and it would make her feel like she was spiraling out of control and heading to dark places until she remembered all the times her dad told her not to give up when things got too hard. With a grim frown and eye-bags she annihilated her final tests and performances. With the degree in-hand but ultimately feeling hollow and exhausted, Molly withdrew to the solitude of her apartment to try to broker deals with local businesses to supply their advertising jingles and other small sound engineering jobs.
Molly’s ego was badly wounded. She was working and making money, sure, but her life started to feel like a pointless grind. Her aversion to going outside and socializing began to concern her lifelong friend Norah. Norah observed Molly become more and more withdrawn and morose, starving for fulfilling love but unsure how or if she was even able to go after it. Norah finally convinced Molly to maybe ask local coffee shops or bars if they had open mic nights, if for no other reason to get out of her apartment. She dragged Molly, bellyaching and kvetching to a few until they found one Molly didn’t hate.
At the coffee shop she didn’t think anything of her performances but apparently she was the best the owner had ever seen. With that small success putting wind in her sail, Molly eventually met Kyra Ashmore, a red panda girl who had moved from another town to attend culinary school. The mutual attraction ignited quickly but Molly wasn’t so sure about diving head first into a committed relationship, even nearing a half decade since the chaos of college. She wanted it so bad but wasn’t sure she was capable of taking care of Kyra like she deserved. Kyra was perceptive of this and the two came to an agreement to remain platonic companions. Molly was guilt ridden but ultimately still wanted the best for Kyra, offering to help with Kyra’s aspirations to run her own small bakery by assisting with the bookkeeping.
Shortly after the bakery opened Kyra had met a peculiarly effeminate dwarf rabbit guy named Graham whom Molly didn’t recognize at first but he was a good worker and between the two of them Kyra quickly started doing good business. One day it hit Molly like a load of bricks that Kyra’s assistant and now boyfriend was no other than Graham Lansdowne, a really awkward and dumpy kid who was unfortunately blessed with a big ass she knew in high school. She would call him Izzy because of how much he hated his middle name.
Except, now, he was kind of gorgeous and charismatic, treating Kyra extremely well. Molly didn’t show a lot of friendliness toward him in their day to day dealings at the bakery but worried to herself if he remembered how she teased him and if he held it against her. But he didn’t seem like he did, always polite and humoring her when she wanted to be facetious. All that aside, Molly started to harbor maybe a tiny bit of resentment for how Graham and Kyra’s relationship burgeoned. Molly played it close to the vest that she still had feelings for Kyra, and at times it seemed like Kyra would let it slip that she still loved Molly but things on the surface seemed like they were going great so neither would ever press the matter further.
Molly worked out her frustrations the only productive way she knew how; on music. She wanted to create drama and bombast so she sent some demos to video game studios. She got a bite from one and secured a remote job making music for a high profile remake of an old first person shooter franchise where lots of violence and blood were commonplace. She was asked to attend a local convention where the game was featured, with much kvetching and eye rolling she agreed.
Once there she met Ezra Grayson, a popular streamer who was very interested in the game. She knew of him but never made it a habit to watch video game streamers but she was very impressed with his knowledge of the niche games she liked and was disarmed by his easy affability and his kind eyes. It didn’t hurt that despite Ezra being rather large and fat himself it didn’t seem to bother him and he radiated positive energy and exuberance, much like Kyra. Molly tamped down her fear and asked for his number; Ezra was pleased to let her have it if it meant he got to watch her play Brain Lord, Terranigma or Crusader of Centy… They eased into a functional relationship, they were happy to have each other and indulge in food, fun video games (and sex). Before meeting at the convention their lives had progressed to a point where they didn’t have to struggle to make ends meet. So Kyra and Graham, then Molly and Ezra lived and thrived in parallel relationships and for the first time in a while both girls were happy. But was something still missing?
TLDR:
Molly enjoys her simple life as a musician. She's proud of the fact that she took the reins over her own life. Her cynicism and apathy are smokescreens for her ideals and vulnerable emotions.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fat Furs
Species Panda
Size 1440 x 737px
File Size 353.5 kB
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