Chance 'Chancy' Jones



“We’ll be safe down here, Lonnie!”


My Story Is...

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He’s made up of bad decisions.

Before the bombs fell he was a simple, 20 something year old sheriff in Jackson County, with a night life as a gambler and a heavy drinker. Still the latter if he can help it. He lost his wife to the habits that ensnare him and his daughter to the one huge miscalculation that lead up to him looking like mellow jerky…

He’s made up of bad decisions. 

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My Appearance

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-6’2ft Tall
-Pale gaunt features
-Either wearing what is shown or a simple dress shirt with slacks and a pair of Brogues
-Despite his circumstances he has a set of pearly chompers and often smiles to show them off

















-A Western Revolver
-A Hunting rifle
-A bottle of Nuka Cola Quantum
-A bottle of vodka
-Stack of pre war dollars
-Small pouch of caps
-Whatever he’s scavenged on his ventures
Often times walks around with his cat Grace. An irradiated feline.

His free time consists of cataloguing/hunting the wilds of Hellifyno, drinking and doing the odd job where necessary. Like most he has no idea how or why he came to be here but damn… if it weren’t far enough from the troubles of home.


||And my dear mother left me

When I was quite young

She said “Lord, have mercy

On my wicked son”|| 

My Secrets Are...

“I’ve a soft spot for critters. “

I Believe...

"The world'll carry on after you're gone."