>Sinner Anon
>represents /k/
>Apprentice Anon & Nymo
>represent /x/
You know I think we could have an Anon that represents /fit/.
>be Anon
>aspiring MMA fighter and bodybuilder
>mom is a sweet if a bit troubled woman
>dad is scrawny, balding and probably the reason you picked up more than a few conspiracy theories
>unlike your dad, you never had an issue putting on muscle nor did you hesitate to apply it with that bad temper of yours
>despite your differences, you love him and your mom to bits
>even if they got on your case for all the fights you got into
>fights you won you might add
>on your eighteenth birthday, things get a little weird
>begin seeing moving shadows out of the corner of your eye
>see a red tail dart behind a corner
>you weren't worried
>okay, a little worried
>by the fourth week you're pissed off
>so it's no surprise when a flatheaded demon with a candle on his head has his skull smashed in before vanishing back to the inferno
>what IS a surprise is when a large dragon man who's even buffer than you shows up shortly after, claiming to be your father
>"Didn't ya think it was weird ya had those three sixes on your shoulder?"
>you look at them in the mirror
>"I thought they were messed up lower case As."
>".... Ya ain't a bright one, are ya?"
>your 'reunion' with your devil dad doesn't get much better than that
>quite frankly, you were reeling
>you love your dad
>you loved your mom, too, until all this
>you're not sure you could ever forgive her for cheating on your dad, let alone with Satan
>you're not even sure what this all means
>weren't you supposed to fight Jesus or something?
>"Tell ya what, kiddo. I need my own antichrist. You clearly wanna vent some of that wrath I passed onto ya. How bout ya come down to hell? I got a tournament comin up. You fight in that, and better yet, ya WIN and I'll have ya at my right side. What do ya say kid? I'll give ya the world."

What's his synagogue service like?