Characters
Space Beaver - Called "Beave" for most of the series. A drunk party animal who became a vigilante after his best friend Mikey was killed. It was during this period that he met his girlfriend Jackie.
Tog - Father of Beaver's friend Mikey. An old war veteran and former gardener for Beaver's father, he joined Beaver's crusade after his son and wife were killed by drug dealers.
Rodent - A runaway punk who cleaned up his act after one of his friends died of a drug overdose. However, after seeing Beaver kill a group of drug dealers at a comedy club he worked at, he decided to join him.
Jackie - Waitress and girlfriend of Beaver. After a raid gone wrong, she is presumed dead, but is instead rehabilitated and brainwashed by Lord Pork. However, his constant abuse begins to change her opinion of him.
Stinger - Bounty hunter/Mercenary hired to kill Space Beaver and take down his operation. His fricton with Lord Pork leads him to switch sides.
Lord Pork - Leader of a massive drug cartel. Brainwashes Beaver's girlfriend into being his slave as retaliation for Beaver's vigilante activities.
Commander Foxx - Commander of Lord Pork's troops. He is constantly frustrated by his high loses against Beaver.
Sgt. Hobbes - High-ranking officer under Lord Pork. Frequently insolent. He apparently had a past with Stinger that eventually leads him to betray Pork.
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