Chester A. Cathodian wandered through the forest, a cup of red colored tea in hand. He wore a tatty coat, scarf, and top hat. Much of his clothes were purple in color, as it was his favorite color. He had an oddly large smile, almost unaturally large, filled with a messy set of teeth. Of course, right now, he had a slight smile, his teeth hidden.

The forest was a dark and menacing type, with large shadows and large eyes peering from the darkness, simply splendid! He was wandering near a fork in a pathway, in the hopes that he could find a weary traveler to bother. He took a sip from his tea, it was delightfully flavorful, and quenched his thirst. He started humming a tune to one of his favorite songs. It was upbeat and whimsical, and indistinguishable to most others.

((Hopefully acceptable))