In the early 90’s, there was this band. They had a beloved front man who tragically took his own life, thus ending the band's dream's of glory and enshrining their abbreviated body of work in the hearts of their fans. Well, okay, there was also Nirvana. Unlike Nirvana, The Victory weren't - or at least didn't become - famous the world over. Unlike Kurt Cobain, Joey Lee isn't a name that just about everyone knows. For a few thousand fans in Canada however, the meteoric rise of The Victory is a much more deeply personal tale than that of the band whose name everyone knows. They hit a lot of the right buttons for some folks, taking influences from rock, metal, folk, and even grunge and melding them all together into something that really worked for a good few folks up in America's Hat. Joey Lee was never as popular as Kurt Cobain - and it's likely that he never will be - but there are still folks in Canada who remember what he looked like better than some of their own family members.

Why is any of that important? It's simple really, for those folks who remember The Victory and Joey Lee, seeing this young man walking down the street is like a cold shot of adrenaline to the heart. Abel is pretty much the spitting image of his father - the only one of the man's six or so bastard kids to inherit their dad's looks. Aside from clothes and hair style, there was no difference between the two men's baby pictures or their school photos. He's not particularly attractive, and there's nothing else about him that makes the young man stand out. He's about average height and weight, with brown hair and green eyes. He dresses casually, trims his beard, and keeps hair on the shorter side. Just about anything he might do to avoid looking like the old man, he's already tried and it went bust. Anymore, he doesn't try to avoid the similarities - nothing worked anyway - and just does what he likes. Thankfully for Abel, his dad didn't have nearly as many fans as that much more famous guy.

Abel drives a well-loved pickup truck, big enough to haul a couch but distinctly lacking any of the more commonplace 'douchebag accouterments' like a lift kit, dualies, or truck nuts. He carries a care-worn backpack everywhere. Inside lives a platoon of notebooks, more than a few decks of various kinds of cards (albeit not the playing kind), a passel of pens and pencils, and a half-way decent laptop. Aside from the folks who think he's his dead father, the only other thing that makes the mid-20s gentleman stand out is the wooden cane he uses to support himself while walking and the laborious gait with which he moves about on foot.

Notes:
Bizarre Quality (spitting image of the late Joey Lee)
Lame (walks slowly, and with a cane, since his legs bend oddly).