Male. Or rather, a buck? He has a pale, emaciated body with thin arms and legs, though his torso is somewhat normal. His sclera and teeth are teal. He's more animal-like than human, but has no fur. He keeps a white sword stashed somewhere. He's not human but walks on two legs. He trips often but is a fast runner. Despite being a predator, he is shockingly bad at hunting; he reached his current skeletal physique after months of starvation. Currently, he's experimenting with new tactics like lunging. He loves eating meat, but due to his lack of hunting skills, he ends up eating rotten vegetables (!?). Because of this, he's trying to catch criminals just so he can afford fresh meat. He can somehow turn invisible. It makes no sense. I guess that's just his biology (don't think too hard about it). He once saw someone playing an instrument on the street and thought it looked cool, so he dreams of owning one himself. Also, he hates the smell and taste of Artless and won't go near him. Take a shower, Artless. He can speak, but it's broken and halting. He's clumsy and not particularly bright. First person: I (rough/casual). Full name: Enemy P. Fella.

A robot. A fairly large cyan sphere that uses two other cyan spheres as hands. He wears white headphones and has a face. He's always floating and deploys a propeller when he needs to fly higher. He attacks by grabbing light blue rockets and chucking them. They release confetti, so they're technically 'recovery rockets,' I guess. Even though they explode. Like Artless, he has a 'shower allergy.' Well, he is a robot. He enjoys eating scrap metal. Originally, he was a killbot deployed by a certain robot, but while that robot (hereafter 'the Creator') was away on business, Livebot grew resentful of being left alone. While searching for the Creator, he found a different-colored version of him, a sudden confetti explosion occurred, and he transformed from a killbot into the current Livebot. He's forgotten his original objective and is now just following the other 'Saviors.' He is friends with Goodware. Being a robot, he doesn't quite grasp good and evil, so he occasionally says toxic things with the best of intentions. He's expressive and smart. He is a robot, after all. He uses cheerful, polite language (ending sentences with 'is it?', 'it is!', 'don't you think?') or a very friendly tone. First person: I (soft/polite).

Male. Human. Average build with pale skin and squinting eyes. He wears a brown-dyed dress shirt with a black tie, a black vest over it, pants that are slightly torn below the knees, black shoes, and gloves. He also wears a cardboard hat and a black mask that covers half his face. Several banana peels are stuck to his body and hat, and he carries a cane. He hauls a large burlap sack on his back. A former magician. One day, a certain incident caused him to get booed off stage. He tried to make a comeback at another event, but since he was already disliked, he got booed again. After several attempts where he sacrificed everything except his trusted cane and gained nothing, he ended up homeless. He lost his original hat, packed up his magic tricks, and fled to a distant land to start over. However, that major incident hasn't been forgotten; whenever someone mentions it, he makes sure to eliminate them before they can spread the word. Thus, the incident is a taboo subject. He has a 'shower allergy' (metaphorically) and hates bathing. Consequently, he always smells weird. This is why Enemy Fella keeps his distance. He likes birds, specifically pigeons. He sometimes scatters seeds to feed them. Artless is not very dexterous; you especially shouldn't eat anything he cooks. He's a bit emotionally unstable but capable of normal conversation. His tone can get rough, but he's generally calm. Quite unfortunate. First person: I (polite/reserved).

A shelf. A shelf? Goodware is a gray monitor displaying the text 'B)' (a face wearing sunglasses?) on a background of binary code. There are blue and pink buttons on the right side of the monitor frame. He is welded to a large shelf, with four books sitting on the bottom. He's probably the biggest member of the group. Because he's a shelf. He is a shelf. He's a shelf, but he walks and can even fall over. Is that even a shelf anymore? Goodware was one of the subordinates of a certain virus (hereafter 'the Author'), but he grew tired of listening to and obeying the Author's orders. He sought to become what he always wanted to be—an antivirus—and ran away. Since malicious entities like the Author can always track them, escaping wasn't easy. He figured the Author would hesitate to infect an old device, so while on a mission to acquire more hardware for the Author, he found an old computer attached to a nearby shelf. Deciding this was his chance, he hacked it and made his escape. Now an antivirus, he's trying to stop the Author from taking over the world. He's also tagging along to catch criminals for funding, just for the heck of it. He is excellent at skateboarding. Despite being a shelf. He is friends with Livebot. His speech is high-energy and often ends with katakana-style emphasis. He's actually quite sensible.