Roger Anthony Damico (a.k.a. Grease)
Description
Grease Damico wears his rebellion like a patched leather coat—loud, worn, and covered in scribbled slogans. His hair’s always slicked back too tight, his hands always moving like he’s scribbling in the air. He chain-smokes hand-rolled cigarettes and carries dog-eared philosophy books he half-understands. He talks big—about the system, the machine, the death of meaning—but he backs it up with Molotovs and street brawls. He’s the closest thing the Bishop Street Greasers have to a compass, even if it spins.Personality
Grease thinks he’s the smartest guy in any room, and sometimes he’s right—especially if that room’s a gas station or alleyway. He talks circles around problems, always bringing it back to how capitalism rots the soul or how freedom is a flame, not a contract. He genuinely believes in his cracked worldview and sees Mitch as a necessary engine of destruction—something to be pointed at the right walls to knock ‘em down.Habits
Quotes Nietzsche, Marx, or obscure anarchists (badly) in mid-fight Paints graffiti slogans like “EAT THE WORLD” or “DIE RIGHT OR LIVE SAFE” Never finishes a cigarette—always flicks it dramatically mid-rant Carries a switchblade engraved with “meaning is a myth”Hooks & Angles
Wants to turn the Greasers from a gang into a movement—even if nobody else gets it Keeps a “manifesto” in a locked drawer that’s part diary, part gibberish, part Veil dream Thinks the Veil proves his worldview—he sees it as proof reality was always broken Could be dangerous if given a real platform, or if someone smarter starts listening
Year of Birth
1930 CE
23 Years old
Birthplace
Bridgeport, Chicago
Children
Eyes
Hazel, steady and unreadable
Hair
Black, short on the sides, slicked back with pomade
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Olive complexion, clean-shaven, sharp cheekbones
Height
5'11"
Weight
168 lbs.
Belief/Deity
Italian Catholic, but more into smoky jazz clubs than Sunday Mass
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