RagTag, the man hisself. Actually, there's nothing really special about him at all. He's a little cynical and a little out of place, but so is the rest of the world. He loves baseball and carries a bat for completely unrelated reasons. He can wear pink, purple, or magenta without getting self-conscious. RagTag dislikes a lot of things in the world he sees as a waste of time, and tries to focus on enjoying life to its fullest, regardless of what he's supposed to do.

Java is a depressed old man. Well, he's not actually that old. But he's damn depressed. He sees faults in everything, especially himself, and just can't lighten up. The world is a sad, dark place for him, foreboding and inhospitable. All of society's pretentious rules and outdated stigmas press hard on Java, and every day brings more misery.

HISTORY: During class once, I began making sketches of modular circle-headed people with only different hats to set them apart from each other. I decided upon looking them over that they would be great for a computer game, in which each would have a different power. I gave each a specific weapon. One has a baseball cap - RagTag. He gets the bat. Etc. I named them all - there were thirtysomething. I then spent hours trying to think up what kind of bodies would match their weird heads. Finally I gave up and decided they'd just float. When I got home and made all the heads on the computer, I realized it would be too hard to make a game after all, especially since I didn't even know what kind of game I was going to make. I gave up. Some time later, I came back to the heads and decided not to let them go to waste. I made comics with the little fellows -- the rest is history.