Malcom Rex

Name: Malcom Rex Ravens (just Mal)
Age: 23
Race: Human
Stats: 5'10" 245lbs

Bio: He lies and jokes around a bit, a hot head at times and competitive when he sees the opportunity. Malcom, Mal is somewhat of a dork. He wears glasses and always carry a small toolkit with him in his bag. He tends to stay away from actual people for a long period of time for fear of his side-effect of his ability would kick in. Mal's always on the move after a week or so, usually mapping out where to go and what to do next.

Mal is gifted with a slightly higher luck ratio than most people. This gift gives him an uncanny ability to effect the probability of small but rarely large things. His luck does fail from time to time.

An example of his ability:
He's able to win a couple small scratch tickets in a row, yet probably never win the lottery.


With this alteration in reality, there is a balance that follows him. An aura of bad luck equivalent to his luck is emitted from him from time to time, which may cause things to fail or fall apart. This is the reason why things sometimes never work out for him.

Example of side effect:
A bullet misses him but sway to the person adjacent to him.



Friends: want some, scared that he might hurt them because of his gift.

Enemies: none so far, just people who see him as a bad omen.