Name: Joe Evans

Nickname: "Is... is Joe not short enough...?"

Age: 21

Gender: Male 

Crush: "Er... no guys that I like right now... and that's not really on my mind as of this moment... sorry, but I'm gonna have to turn you down Mr. Man!"

Powers/Skills: "Is... reading a notable skill...?"

Weakness: "Normal human weaknesses I guess...? Put a few bullets in me or stab me through one of my vitals and I'm down. Why do you wanna know?"

From: My mind brain thing

Species: "I'm a hooman. Obviously. What else could there possibly be?"

Appearance: About six feet tall, pale, thin, brown eyes, messy long brown hair that goes down to the back of his neck. Wear's a pair of black wire rim glasses, typically wears a black turtleneck sweater, blue jeans, and a pair of black and white tennis shoes.

Personality: "I... don't really like talking about myself. Kinda narcissistic, don'tcha think?"

History: Just your average college student... who... wakes up in a weird new world. Nothing really special to say, pretty normal average life up until all of this, normal upbringing, normal grades, normal job, normal friends, pretty bookish and nerdy.

Likes/Dislikes: "I like good things, and hate bad things. Though I guess that's all pretty subjective."

Other: "Er... why do I have to say this...? Ugh... fine! 'Let's get this party started'. Can I get my five bucks now?" (To this day, Joe still has not gotten his five dollars)

Current Location: Big City