Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 5'9
Weight: 130 lbs.
Eyes: Blue
Race: Caucasian
Hair: Fading Bleached Blonde


Personality

Generally laid back, bit of a smartass when he gets bossed around arbitrarily. He loves kids and has a bit of a Robin Hood complex. Old grudges against the kids who had it easier than him financially probably why he latched on to Marxism in social theory 101 despite the fact that he's essentially a business man. However Pete believes he can control his merchandise, keep it clean-ish and never sell to those who are worse off than him. He's a bit short sighted and still wants to believe in the good in people which contradicts his belief that "the man" is out to get him.

Equipment

usually uppers, downers, and anything in between. Petey's a walking pharmacy with the medical and chemical knowledge to back it up.

History

Alchemist from earth with a penchant for creating narcotics that actually do what the junkies think they do. Sold junk to pay off student loans and got his best friend killed in the process (why he doesn't like guns). After which he drew the notice of the global cabal known as the Sleepers, an agency who policies the supernatural on his world, conscripted against his will he served them in Africa dismantling a Quippilithic cult (Think Jonestown but purple robes instead of aviator glasses) but “died” in the process, in actuality the batch of LSD he prepped before the mission allowed him to astral project into another world. Upon his "death" he found himself a stranger in a strange land in the multiverse