(Guy in black clothes walks up).
So… it is time… My name is Nick. I may appear to be an ordinary guy, aside from my choice of clothing, but appearances can be deceiving. In truth I am the Lord of Pain, Destruction, and Vengeance. Not so much Pain and Destruction as Vengeance, they just come with the Vengeance. So as you can guess that kind of disrupts normal lifestyle chances… It is not that bad of a job; yes it’s my job… I like it, in a way. Despite my occupation I’m a pretty nice guy… just don’t cross me… or else…SMITE! Ah, my smite, my trademark. How did I come about his job… hmm? I cannot be sure why I was chosen; the higher powers just offered me it, and I accepted. Another question you might ask is why I am in college, I chose to further my education and wound up living with the other avatars. Oh! You want to know why I choose to hit people with a rolled up reading implement, because…I guess when I struck someone with it for the first time it became habit, so if you thought because of my job I would have a cool dark weapon, you were wrong, my smite is my weapon, that and the newspaper. And my little bat like things, they’re just my subordinates, they do what I say, they’re kind of like pets, except they can talk and they’re just as smart as any human. Well… that’s about it for now (Nods), SMITE,! Ya later. ^_~ ~Nick. *Put the subject heading as either: Comic Daddy, or Smite.
