Well, that saves some weird ass explanation bullshit. But yeah, Jade Harley and John Egbert. Harley's our Space player and Egbert's the Breath player. He's also the one who killed himself by tryin' to face off his fuckin' denizen at a distinctly low level.

Egbert's kinda...naive, to put it nicely, and I'm sure you can gather that one on your own. He's blunt and truthful, which is good in some ways and holy shit bad in others. Can't really ask for a better best friend, though. When you see him, it's like lookin' at a huge fuckin' livin' ball of sunshine.

Harley's not as naive, but she's still got that whole schtick with bein' isolated on some godforsaken island in the middle of the Pacific ocean somewhere. She's got as much energy as Egbert, but I'd say she's more grounded. Harley doesn't deal with any fuckin' nonsense. A bit of her has changed with the whole dog shit goin' on, like chasin' catsprites all around the fuckin' golden ship.