Stupid and moron, the eternal friend of girls (but never a boyfriend), unique and bizarre, shy and lonely, funny yet nervous.
"It is a brisk autumn morning and the leaves circle 'round an approaching figure, the monstrous iron gates of Castalia open wide revealing Thomas Jackson II, a wicked smile on his face: the Maximum Unicorn is here, somewhere... he can feel it... he thinks of his father driven mad by his own determination to experience the awesome power of this beast, and he thinks of his long suffering mother whose lonely heart knew nothing more than pain and loss. But then he pictures himself smiling and caressing the severed head of the Maximum Unicorn, draining the magic and sucking the beauty from its cold lifeless body."
