Come on folks, step right up and pick a prize, any prize! You'll be amazed at what grand things happen when you take home one of...Ol' Mr. London's Coins o' Luck!
Name: Mr. London
Alias(es):N/A
Age: Probably well beyond 100 at this point.
History:
A man born into that most bona fide of times, a turn of the (20th) century man. Just one of them simple folk, took his skill and craft and found himself a right perfect job working at the carnival, amusing the youngin's.
Of course...everyone's got secrets, don't they? You can bet Ol' Mr. Londn isn't different, see he stumbled upon something. Something weird, something strange...something evil. And see, that was only 'bout 1923.
Now most sane folk, when they found what Mr. London found, they woulda turned tail and ran, ya' know? But Mr. London, his head wasn't on all 360 degrees, he had a bit of a screw loose, ya' hear? So he takes this magic coin and he decides it's a good idea, usin' it for purposes in God knows what way.
And now Ol' Mr. London's still amusing those youngin's, alright...all the way to Hell and back again, right now in our present day...
Appearance:
He's an honest man, a wholesome man. He's got a deep mustache on his lip, and a keen looking set of brown eyes. Still, one would have to be lookin' pretty hard to see the insignia burned into 'em. He's got the mark of his coins, swimmin' in his eyes.
And Ol' Mr. London, he likes to dress himself fancy, in suits and suspenders, you certainly wont find Mr. London in no rags, I'll tell you.
He'll tip that little fedora o' his right to you, wink straight ahead, and keep on walkin'. He's probably 150 by now, but don't look a day over 35!
Personality:
What we've got with Mr. London is a gen-you-ine gold digger, 'cept he aint lookin' to take your money. He's willing to give a fortune out to ya', though, at a price.
See he hands out coins, coins he found back in his younger days. And these coins don't ever look out of date, and they don't ever go old. But you'd sooner jab a dagger in yer eye than take one of these puppies, 'cause they'll bring the wrath o' God down on ya' sooner than you can say "Look, a black cat!"
And you'd rather that black cat cross your path, 'cause it's a lot less bad luck than these damnable coins'll give you. Mr. London feeds from them, you see. He stays young and healthy and in good shape, s'long as people are still having bad luck.
Still, some have been sayin' Ol' Mr. London's coins are runnin' out, and with em, his luck...he may be needin' to find a 'new' line of work...
Weapons:
Well he's got a keen eye on revolvers, and a good shot to boot, Mr. London, but he aint really had much use for 'em in a good hundred years. He's got his coins now to back 'im up...
Abilities:
Ol' Mr. London is old! He aint lived long as some of these other powerful folk, but he aims to see them to their grave, if luck will have it!
And if, in the process, he can acquire a few more lucky charms along the way, well Ol' Mr. London aint complanin'...
