Day 297. Softy

Her obsession with teddy bears would lead you to believe that Softy was... well... a softy. Deep down I suppose that that's true but no villain should make the mistake of underestimating how hard and fast her and her army of soft toys can beat you to death. She grew up with no friends, other than the bears that surrounded her bed. Despite having no real companions she was always happy and eventually her good heart resonated with her bears and they came to life! Her good natured passion for justice echoed in the personalities of her bears and they do all they can to both protect and fight for her and all that is pure and happy in this world.

Day 232. Stick Spider

Again... Hating life right now..... going to bed. -_-

Day 134. Middle-Aged Mike

As Skyrim Tim and Tissue Pile Niall scoured the world for a new ally they came across an island... or an island of a man at least. Middle-Aged Mike was found floating out on his bed somewhere in the Pacific ocean after his home was destroyed by a flood, nothing to keep him company but his laptop and an outrageous amount of hula hoops. He had survived numerous storms, refusing to leave his bed for any reason, his grip greater than that of any living thing. In fact his head has rested against his head board for so long that it has permanently become sloped. When our two hero's encountered him they found that he had been a grumpy middle-aged since the age of ten and had no interest in helping the two... or doing anything at all for that matter (many actually believe that it had something to do with the fact they were enemies of Jebbend Jack; The two had once shared latent romantic feelings towards one another, made apparent by the constant giggling and playfighting coming from Middle-Aged Mike's room). He was actually busy defending himself from various animal protection agencies who found him beating a sealion to death for taking a packet of his favourite BBQ flavoured hula hoops. The search for Skyrim Tim and Tissue Pile Niall's ally continued.