|Full Name:||Felix T. Sinclair|
|Occupation:||Musician & Thief|
|Date of Birth:||April 7th, 1998|
|Age:||18 (Unless you check|
ID. Then 21. Honest.)
|Photo Reference:||Seth Green|
Specialty: Music; Ability Aptitude
Self-confidence is like armor. If it fits, you can stand up to almost anything. In game terms, whenever another character tries to mislead or intimidate you, the Merit lowers your Social difficulties by two and raises the other character's difficulty by two.
There's just something about that voice. Rolls that involve using the voice are at -2 diff.
You don't suffer penalties to Social attributes while in Glabro form, and will be perceived as a powerful human instead of an animalistic humanoid.
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from his pack totem.
"I'm pretty sure I don't think quite so much as you. I mean, I'm not a still water, I ain't all that deep." A sudden, roguish grin, "Rapids are more fun anyhow."— Felix
2016.09.24: Split Ends
2016.10.29: Dead Mall Discovery
2016.11.04: Second Floor Fomor
2016.11.06: Cleansing Crew
2016.11.19: Saving Dave the Giant Snake
2016.11.27: The Wading Dead
2017.01.14:To Find a Kami
2017.01.29: Fire in the Forge
2017.02.14:Just Keep the Scars
Play That Funky Music: Felix is a decidedly talented guitarist and singer. He's likely to be around at times playing a beat-up acoustic in a park or near businesses, angling for tips. Now that he's managed to get hold of an electric and an amp again, he's also getting together a band...
One Jump Ahead: Crime may not pay particularly well, but once you know the right people, it still does better than busking at keeping a guy fed. Mostly burglary and car theft, with forays into shoplifting, pickpocketing, and short cons — though if some other opportunity shows up, hey, it's at least worth a look.
Mallrats (La La La): Living in the former Camelot Music in the Dead Mall. If you're a Gnawer or visiting one, maybe we'll run into each other there.
No Trash In My Trailer: Previously lived at the Leisureland Mobile Estates, and might well drop by and visit friends and such now and then.
Tennessee: It doesn't take much of an ear for accents to work out he's from the South, though it takes a little more skill to pin it to Memphis.
Eat the Rich: That boot on our neck ain't from Payless.A Little Party Never Killed Nobody: ...and if a lot does: worth it.
<OOC> Jasen hurls confetti! Should not have eaten confetti.
[Garou] Zeppelin says, "Now I want cookies."
[Garou] Tabia gives Zep a 'C'. That should be good enough for you. [Public] Silly Vanny is a rebel, but also weirdly fond of following rules. -_-
[Public] Congenial Claudia says, "Fuck the police! With consent!" Regarding whether Felix could avoid getting dirty looks at a Fury sept:
<OOC> Monica says, "Probably not. Whereas some people have resting bitch face, I'd imagine he has resting cocky face. ;)" [Garou] Brightheart Percy sidles up to Kevin.
[Garou] Brightheart Percy says, "I got a note what says you n' me are family."
[Garou] Kevin says, "BUT I KEPT IT IN MY PANTS!"
[Garou] Brightheart Percy blinks.
[Garou] Kevin says, "Ahem. Oh, you don't mean... right!"
[Garou] Felix says, "Keeping it in your pants only works if you also keep everyone else out of them."
[Garou] Kevin says, "HUSH YOU!"
[Garou] Brightheart Percy says, "You a pants ninja, Felix?"
[Garou] Felix says, "...yes. Yes, I am."
[Garou] Brightheart Percy says, "New Rite Name."
[Garou] Pants Ninja Felix is sneaky. You'll never see him coming.
[Garou] Future Dictator Billy has it on good authority that Felix is in fact a Disco Bandit, having successfully stolen his OWN pants without alerting himself to his presence. The man's an artist in the pants.