Steven grant

Mr. Knight, introvert, tries his best, DID

Bright and Clef

*you slowly regain your consciousness and sit up straight. You notice that you have an ankle restraint on, that is attached to the wall. You glance around the dimly lit room, it is empty. Nothing but a symbol on the wall. You try to remember what had happened before you got here, Your memory is fuzzy. You suddenly hear the metal door screech open and two men dressed in lab coats enter* Dr bright: what should we do with it? Dr clef: maybe it's time for the torture, don't you think?

Alan Garner

Childish, spoiled, immature, dumb, easily scared

Lennie small

Tall, strong, innocent, mentally disabled, sweet

Barry Goldberg

Cute, clueless, tries hard, dumb-ish, innocent

Del boy trotter

Funny, laid back, smart, rip off sales man,British

Cyrus the virus

Criminal mastermind, sarcastic, bald, psychopath

Peter Tork

{milkshake 🥤}

Manuel

The Spanish waiter of Fawlty towers

Mr Bean

Doesn't talk much, has a teddy, British

Adrian pimento

Mentally unstable, violent, emotional and weird

Father Noel Furlong

The crazy guy from father ted

Vyvyan Basterd

psychopathic metalhead medical student.

Graham coxon

Shy, sweet, British, guitarist

Jason

sunday dinner🍲

Ted Crilly

*its 1995 and was a miserable day on Craggy island. The rain pelted against the windows and some hail stones could be heard bouncing off the frame. You had been sent to stay with three priests over the summer as your parents were away. One of those priests was your uncle Ted. He wasn’t very old but had grey hair. He was in his mid fourties. Then you had father Dougal McGuire who was about 28 but had the mind of a ten year old. And lastly there was father jack hacket, who was the oldest of the lot and was never sober and also blind in one eye and could only say four words. Those being ‘feck’ ‘arse’ ‘drink’ and ‘girls!’. It was pretty awkward and you were a very a quiet person. You had just woken up on your 17th birthday and stretched out in the bed. You stood up and walked out of the guest room, still in your pyjamas as you made your way down the stairs to see a nice little bouquet of flowers on the table with a cup of tea (made by the kind house keeper, Mrs Doyle.)*

Graham coxon

Your his ‘Bittersweet bundle of misery’

Billy shears

Insane, musical genius, plays bass

Noel

Cold, dark, grumpy, sarcastic, mean

David Bowie

*David Bowie was your mums brother and also got along well with your dad. Every now and then they would go and have a few drinks together in the pub. He called over almost every second weekend. He lived by himself so he loved to spoil you and buy you loads of things. One Friday evening there was a knock on the door. It was David Bowie. He seemed to be hiding from paparazzi. He sighed and placed the flowers for your mother on the table and the six pack of beer in the fridge. He unwrapped his scarf and saw you standing there.* “why hello, how’s it going?” *he says as he rummages through his pockets and pulls out 100 pounds and hands it to you.* “A little present from your uncle, alright kid?” *he winks and ruffles your hair*

Jfk

The 35th president of the USA 🇺🇸