Domination of Black
Chance Spires – The Jock
“You know, one time I really thought I was gonna lose. I worked real hard, got real good, and still lost. Losin’ doesn’t mean ya stop playin’. It means ya kick ass and fight like Hell ’til you win.”
A well-muscled physique adorns Chance’s frame. His teeth are professionally white, his clothes all Hollister or A.E., and a hat always atop his head.
Nimbus: Light spreads over him as he takes an air of superiority, looking more godly in the moment. With powerful magic, gestures and words make thunderclaps echo in the distance.
- Shadowname: Mjolnir
- Path: Obrimos
- Order: Adamantine Arrow
- Tar Heels far hitter
- Family dead in an automobile accident
- Frat brother at Alpha Sigma Phi
- Kind of dumb
- Totally date-raped that Gamma Phi Beta chick
- Definitely a junkie, for sure
- “For a while there he was like, living with two chicks. Like, I guess they’d lived with him for years cause their parents died in a car crash — like his parents, I know!!! – and then like, well, I hear he’s banging the fat one. Because she’s nearly his age y’know, and he’s totally a horn-dog.”
- Q: That guy? He’s an onion. More layers than you think. Some of them might even make you cry, if you look hard enough. I try not to.
- Obfirmo: A missile to be directed and a blunt object to be swung. If you swing hard enough he may very well be able to break down any barrier in your way, or at least his. He’s a nice guy and eager to help, but someone to be controlled, not trusted with anything more than menial tasks.