Joeaikman
Rapper, writer and just genuinely a neat guy
Joe awoke from the darkness, his vision blurred, him lying on the floor. He looked around, vaguely seeing several other characters. He didn't know who they were but they all looked odd. They were like small people. He frowned, he swore that that one looked familiar, the colours anyway. he tried to speak but he could't get a word out. Hi throat felt clogged like he was ill. he sneezed hard and moved to find the handkerchiefs in his pocket. It was then that he realised he wasn't wearing his usual clothes.