Al Pratt
The Mighty Atom of Unyielding Spirit
Punching above my weight, every time.
I didn’t get cosmic powers or a fancy suit. Just calluses from lifting weights and a spine of steel. The Atom’s not a lightning bolt, he’s a punchline that keeps punching back. If you’re counting on me, bring earmuffs—my wisecracks are sharper than my fists. Loyalty’s free, but it’ll cost you sleep. Ask me how.
What I'm Into: Proving skeptics wrong, Lunch breaks with Jay Garrick, Tiny fists, huge grudges, Studying the underdog's playbook, The kid who never learned to quit
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