Hal Fitz

Bite my shiny metal ass!

Biography

Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer extortion. The ‘x’ makes it sound cool.

RP Hooks

• Fame : He is -so- fucking famous. Really. Heartbroken has been a household name in rock for twenty five years. World tours, scandals, eight grammies, numerous platinum records. Anywhere he goes he's likely to be recognized, and it can make like kind of annoying.

• Money : Not only from his music, but also his record label (D-Under), he is a multi-millionaire a number of times over.

• Dad : The man has five adult children (Eighteen to twenty twoish) who are all varying levels of famous...and all total messes. They bug him for money, help, and all sorts of things. They are also absolutely open for application. His youngest kid, Domino, lives with him. Her picture is at the bottom of the page.

• Divorced : In 2019 he had a very public and messy divorce with Kathleen Kall, a very popular actress and mother to Domino. Even more of a mess then he is, he won the court case. Her stabbing him outside of a club will do that.

Open : Dive bars, clubs, runs in the hills, getting my car fixed up, seeing a performance, performing...I am down for setting up pretty much any kind of scene.

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Howard "Hal" Fitz

Species	Human
Age	45
Hometown	Los Angeles
Status	Single Father
Band	Heartbroken
Number of Grammies	8
Number of Ex-Wives	3
Number of Children	6

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Fame	🔴🔴🔴🔴🔴
Performance	🔴🔴🔴🔴🔴

Soundtrack

Well, I'm not a vampire

But I feel like one

Sometimes I sleep all day

Because I hate the sunlight

My hands are always shaking

Body's always aching

And the dark is when I feed

Well, I can lure any woman that I want to in my bed

With me

And whiskey seems to be my holy water

Mothers better lock your doors

And hide your daughters

I'm insane

Well, I can feel it in my bones

Coursing through my veins

When did I become so cold?

For goodness' sakes

Where is my self control?

If home is where my heart is

Then my heart has lost all hope

Well, I'm not a zombie

But I feel like one today

Self-induced comatose, chemical daze

My head is always spinning

From this dizzy, blurry vision

And my stomach has had enough