Joe “Father Of All” Motherfuckers
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 150 lb.
Age: 27
Physical Appearance: Joe is a white-furred, slightly overweight unicorn with a red muzzle, a single red ring-earring in his left ear, a red mullet going down to the small of his back, and hooves for hands and feet. His tail is the same red as his mane, with a fiery bit of orange and yellow at the base coming outwards. Since he’s very often drunk, his eyes are frequently swirling and unfocused. Uniquely, his vomit, no matter what he ate or drank beforehand, is always a technicolor rainbow color.
Clothing: He usually wears a plain grey t-shirt with red leather pants, without any shoes.
Personality: Joe’s, to put it plainly, a waste-case drunk who would much rather prefer to spend his days lounging around on a beanbag chair chugging beers and smoking dope than making anything of use out of his life. He’s got a constant itch for such things, and tends to get a little antsy and irritable if he doesn’t get around to lazing around and doing nothing soon. Despite this, there are shades in his personality that show someone who’s more empathetic to other people’s issues and loathes hypocrites and liars. Inside, he wishes he could make something of his life and move out of the city...but he doesn’t have enough motivation to actually go through with any of it. He sucks at playing any kind of instrument, likes reading skeevy magazines, and has a sweet tooth.
Backstory: Joe lives in the town of Graffitia, an urban, big-city sort of area with skyscrapers and everything that suffers from a high crime rate and numerous counts of racism and poor infrastructure. He grew up under two parents who doted on him with love and affection but gave him no discipline, and when he was in school, he got hooked on drugs and started rebelling against his teachers. His last name being ‘Motherfuckers’, drawing mockery from his classmates, didn't exactly help the matter. Eventually, he dropped out before graduating and moved out while flipping off his parents and crashing at a friend’s place. Now, despite his constant drinking, partying, and drug use...he still feels empty. He feels alone, and hollow, like he’s missing something that he had when he was younger and more energetic, despite being just as rebellious then as he is now. He hangs out with Jesus of Suburbia a lot, but he lives in the next town over, so it isn’t an everyday thing, and Jesus considers him more of a guy he hangs out with even though he doesn't really like Joe since he’s got nothing better to do.

(Note: Usually, I listen to a version of the album I base each of these guys off of while drawing them, and the album usually finishes before I finish drawing, so I have to put something else on. As I write this, I'm listening to the second-to-last song. Hm.)