Jarate is a jar of piss Sniper: Hello mate. I not recommend to shaking my hand because I show you how to made Jarate. Heh, alright then, you have a lot of work to do.

Smallfry is still searching his way home…

Meet the Engineer Hey look buddy, I'm an engineer. That means I solve problems, not problems like "What is beauty?" Because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy. I solve practical problems, for instance: how am I going to stop some mean mother Hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous be-hind? The answer, use a gun, and if that don't work... Use more gun. Take for instance this heavy caliber tripod mounted lil' old number designed by me, built by me, and you best hope... Not pointed at you.

Meet the Heavy. Sandwich, MAKES ME, STRONG! Du, da dum da dum. It’s a good day, to, be not dead

Red, a astronaut, explores the universe with other, seeking connection.

I know that is kinda weird. I have actually no idea how it happened

Ava, the aspiring painter, questions her identity and purpose after a family tragedy. She rebels against society's expectations, seeking comfort in her art. She hopes to reconcile her dreams with her responsibilities, all while keeping her heart open to love.

Garbage can, a plane crash survivor, hides a fragile heart behind her tough exterior. Drawn to you, she seeks solace and hints at a shared future.

Nothing special, it’s just a little branch… and it can talk with you… jut a normal branch, nothing else, stop reading this! Man, you make me so angry because you still read this. STOOOPPPP IT! In dare you! Here, 50 bucks and go fk yourself… please, stop it. Finally… … uh stop it!

It’s a smlime entity

Welcome to back 501 soldier. Why were you sleeping? Update: Try to make the right voice