In case the last name didn't tell you. He is a thinking; feeling; job holding balloon. He is a delivery guy with gravity and wind as a constant adversary. Pretty reliant on good air current. Quiet guy who just wants to go through life as easily as possible.
Wears a hat which is screwed on. His long string functions as a hand allowing him to eat; drink and grabs a tank of helium occasionally. Carries an emergency inhaler for those times he loses height. No feet to catch his fall, just a rear sort of.
Besides air current issues, Bob deals with birds; bees and anything else that is sharp. Has a phobia for those things. Shock.Has a knack of grabbing hold of stuff.
Technically a dog but looks nothing like a dog. She is made of musical instruments. Her head is a drum, feet are tambourines, a drum stick for a tail, bells for eyes, piano keys for teeth, a guitar for a body, a trumpet for a nose and symbols for ears. She is a sight that is for sure.
She is originally from the realm of music wandering away from the boredom of every day, followed Barnsy home and never left. She has been his companion voicing her opinion in random sounds yet to be categorized by Barnsy. Always enthusiastic even if it is about dirt. You can always hear her coming no matter how far she is from you.
Loves the excitement of skateboarding but has no limbs. Totally driven by a soul the size of a skyscraper. Nall is adopted with an Ant as a dad and a spider for a mom. Nall has a brother who is a cricket, a sister who is a bee, and another sister, that’s a snail.
You will never see Nall talk even though you can hear muffled words coming from Nall. As a worm, Nall’s mouth is located on Nall’s butt. Nall considers Barnsy a best friend and quite loyal to him.
Nall is very laid back and never in a real hurry, but will always be looking out for anyone seen as family. Open to trying new things with merely saying 'cool' never sure if Nall really was following what someone was saying.
Nall lives in the ground on Barnsy's property, which is a floating house monster, named, Marv. Being a worm, Nall is neither male nor female, which does not faze Nall whatsoever.
Somewhere in the future, Pudnelopy and Barnsy will have a little girl, named Puddlin or for short, Puddles. Like her mom, Puddles is opinionated, compassionate, has sensibility, determined, and strong-willed. Like her dad, she is also quite silly at times, optimistic, protective, and quite comfortable looking at the world from an odd point of view.
If you cross a friend or family member of Puddles, she will get in your face to defend that person. She is cautious but seems to have a plan in her back pocket when in need.
Tell her she cannot do something will only fuel her to find a way to make it happen. If need be Puddles will break the the rules only if someone needs her help. A kind heart with goofy methods. Will ramble on in her stories getting to the point eventually. Just like her dad.
A little different then the rest. These folks are are actually coffee cups that are sentient with plenty of human like qualities to go around.
A play on established names; brands and even styles of coffee, many times portrayed very typical everyday life. Made up brands and puns galore. Shown mainly with smoke coming out the lids which serve as their head tops
A bit of an oddball and that is saying a lot when considering where he lives. His friends call him, Barnsy.
A middle child with his significant other, Pudnelopy McSpray and somewhere in the future, a daughter, Puddles.
Will notice little details ignored by others in his travels never considering how odd he seems. With that said, he is very protective of those who are close to him. Barnsy openly talks to God, and at times, himself.
A cartoonist who, without explanation, pulls random objects out of his coat and hat. Terrible allergies which when he sneezes, his beak will at times fall off. Randomly he will break into song, maybe a little dance or ramble off about some little pop culture reference. Never met a stranger.
Considers himself a mutant cyborg because of his insulin pump, Horatio. Barnsy tries to see people as people willing help when he can as his conscience will not allow him to be any other way.
An H2O molecule life form living in a cave. A water sprite. She met Barnsy, when one day, he stepped on her while she was in puddle form. She has a very common-sense way of looking at life. Barnsy claims that her voice is what he hears in his head. Pudnelopy can calm Barnsy down.
She leans on her faith in God. Huge book reader with a stacks surrounding her.
Being fluid when she needs to be but can easily turn strong/solid when the moment arrives.
Values family and friends. Will not back down in her convictions. Prefers small gatherings. Opinionated but not judgmental. Will not hold things against another. Huge fan of Chick flicks; horror flicks; Action flicks and offbeat comedies.
Pudnelopy is partially deaf but can sign as well reads lip very well. She needs to be able to see the speakers mouth but vibrations
Common representations of life as seen in the theater. In these parts, they are also pins typically worn on Barnsy's coat. The expressions change but missed by most. In fact, Barnsy is not aware that the two can talk. Being so tiny their voices are very soft. Can't even hear them.
Comedy is a bit cheerier. Positive and upbeat most of the time. Prefers to smile with hope in his heart that all will be fine.
Tragedy is much more 'glass is half empty.' He can only focus on the negative of a situation. Anything else is so beyond his comprehension. This philosophy is much more accept the inevitable conclusion, DOOMSDAY!!
Together Comedy and Tragedy make up one perfectly centered person. As long as you ignore the giggling and sighing happening at the same time.
He is a grey plastic toy skull bought at a shop by Barnsy Keeps him in his coat pocket to have someone to talk to. Barnsy likes to talk to people but sometimes there is no one around. He can only talk to himself for so long until he might want an answer. Come on Barnsy can not answer himself? That would be weird.
So when he needs the advice to work something out and no one is available, he has a chat with Cyril. I know he is still speaking to himself now in a creepy English accent with an equally strange laugh. Cyril has a strange obsession with Rice Krispies cereal though he has never eaten cereal as far as anyone can recall.
Not hurting anyone. It gets funny when they argue with each other literally insulting one another's intelligence.
Cyril has sensitive feelings ignoring that he has no limbs; brain; eyes or ears somehow able to talk without a voicebox.
