Wheel of Fate
Tommy Red Hat
So the world can be safe...
“Oy, fuck you then.”
Tommy is a brutish, coarse little man with chalk-white skin and a distended jaw full of steel-sharp teeth. Tommy wears a red ski cap over his curly hair. In the right light the hat seems to wetly glisten as if stained with blood or made of some bloody muscle tissue.
Tommy dresses in the ratty sweats of a blue collar boxing coach, often spattered with mysterious stains. A flick of flame or ripple of heat often passes through his aura. He is often seen with a meat cleaver on his person.
His motley was killed in the Marina Del Rey massacre.
Visit’s Mi Meo’s noodle cart daily.