This is Victor Fawkes, would-be elitist son of a working-class family, a devoted member of the nasty fascist strain of the English political party which I recently invented and have not named yet. Years of being labeled a sissy for his naturally intellectual qualities have left him with a very large chip on his shoulder. He maintains that he is not remotely gay. Oh no, not at all.

Victor is a character in a graphic novel I am hoping to undertake, which features high-school aged children undergoing training to become the future military leaders of neofascist Britain. All of this is copyright me (I think).