Biography | Quentin Beck

Monday, September 4th, 2024

Finally, at least some progress was made as Quentin was able to pull off the flight tech but also have a pretty decent blueprint for his badges. Inventing however, was tiring so why not take a short break? The man was always interested in many different things at a time. When he was younger it was theater, growing up it was more chemistry and now for some reason it was music. Well and that random month of crocheting which... he still might be interested in.

He expected to feel happy when picking up a guitar to practice. He expected to feel some sort of joy or even proudness from how well he would play it.. but right on queue.. a Tony memory. He remembered when they were younger that Tony briefly revealed how he was interested in Piano because of his mom.

Maria was always playing piano, it was always refreshing to hear the music down the halls.. and she was quite good at it. Quentin told him to go for it, that he'd be really good but Stark always brushed it aside.. said it wasn't "Stark like" or that his dad wouldn't approve. 

"Maybe when I'm older." Was his last time talking about it. It broke Beck's heart but he understood. Howard was already a huge dick as it was so it was unfortunately probably safer for Tony to not want to piss him off more. 

Maybe practicing guitar today wasn't the best idea.. it reminded him too much of.. him. Quentin sighed as he pushed the guitar off his knee and leaned it against one of the walls. God, this fucking sucked. No matter what he did it always lead back to Stark.

I guess it was difficult when you do literally everything together. Driving? Reminded him of business trips before it all went to shit. Hell, even sleeping had memories. He seriously needed to get over it. He needed a drink.

Quentin walked into his kitchen and grabbed a bottle from the fridge. He deserved this. He has made huge progress with the Mysterio suit and he had a decent sleep schedule so why not treat himself. He tipped the glass bottle back and let the liquid slide down his throat like a slide. 

With that going he opened the fridge to put it back and to also grab a light snack but it seemed like he didn't really have anything.. Guess it was time for a shopping trip. Oh dear. The villain looked around before grabbing his car keys off the counter and began to make his way downstairs to the parking lot. Even while tipsy.. he was still very careful about that car.

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Well... this wasn't how Quentin expected his day to go. The one time the police are actually doing their jobs.. just so happened to be when he was drinking and driving. Now he had a DUI. His second one as a matter of fact. He had got one back in 2018 due to stress. 

He didn't have the money on him to pay the fee so he was arrested before William had paid for his bail. Jeez.. he really did take them for granted. The officer tried to suspend his license and hand him one of those IID's but with quick thinking.. Beck saw this as an opportunity to test his tech.

"Did you get all of that sir?" The officer asked.

"Uh, yeah." Quentin lied but it was okay.. if this worked he'd never have to worry about it. "Say, can you look this way real quickly?" He asked.

The officer rolled his eyes before glancing over only to then go wide eyed and freeze. Quentin watched in fascination. It was.. working?? In the short time he had with the police stunned he took his money back, disposed of the IID by chucking it in the field he was pulled over at and snatched his license back. 

The man blinked and looked around, clearly confused. Beck just drummed his steering wheel as he waited for the man to regain his senses.

"Um.." He blurted. "Why did I pull you over again?"

No way. "It was a mistake I'm pretty sure." Dean responded.

"Oh.. okay, my apologies sir.. I don't really seem to recall what I was doing." He tipped his hat before walking back to his car. "Have a great rest of your day." And with that he drove off.

No fucking way. Quentin grinned to himself as he kicked his feet giddily. He was so smart. He just got out of a DUI with something HE made. This caused for more celebration but.. perhaps maybe that was enough for one day. 

On the car ride back to his apartment he couldn't help but wonder what else his brilliant mind was able to pull off...