My Characters
Meet them here
COMIC-CON DELHI 2020
PARACETAMOL
Hi I am Paracetamol/Acetaminophen/C8H9NO2 I have all kind of names but you all know me. If you don't I... aa..don't know..why. I think you have reverse HIV or something you don't get unwell:). So...i can cure headache and fever. Sometimes people take me too much to abort babies. Sorry i can't abort babies I'm a Christian but it's good for sales though. I am the safest drug in the History because of well good PR, i just sometime damage liver and all big deal:). So...you can do anything with me you can take me with water, you can take me with food, you can sleep with me,Hey No! not that one you can put me in your mouth and then sleep. But don't don't yyou look at me any other way than a God...I mean I've been here since 1877. You want me always even when you don't need me, I am the safest even I am not, you think I am a headache candy but I am a bigger one itself. My name... has the strongest pharmaceutical placebo effect for feeling good there iszz in all of man's creations. Yes...🙂Now now go ahead say my name... feeling better right?
Paapo Islami
Paapo Islami lost his eyes when he was in military. He was sent back with the security of lifetime of pension to look forward to. He forgot his childhood because he's parents weren't alive to remind him. He lost his youth to military where his youth was only reminded to make him realise he is supposed to kill more. After coming back he lived in shared room with bachelors to live out his youth like it was supposed to be but they never connected to his war stories and spent time with him for the sake that he didn't push them for the rent money. As time went by they all left and paapo realised and calculated how much they stole from him here and there all these years with a total of 5.3lakhs. The veins on his forehead flushed with red anger of how everyone stole everything from him all his life his humanity, his fortune, his youth, his eyes. Paapo wanted to teach all the thiefs in the world a lesson a personal lesson, so he started spreading rumors in slums, markets and schools about a blind man's house and his enormous fortune. Each week he would get to catch a some poor thief, take a monologue of justice and kill them. .
You can also check him out in a funny video on YouTube. Search Andha Action-Monkey Magic.
Baltazar Abe
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My name is Baltazar Abe.
I am a Professional Dancer.
I am a Ex-Genie.
I will dance for you whenever you Strike/Tap me at this button in my belly which I am cursed by my witch wife Marie Elena I still love her though.
People usually touch me tap me in inappropriate places and I sue them and that's where most of my income comes from.
I have self obsessed genie daughter name JuJu who I met recently as her mother had hid her from me for thousands of years.
My Father was a warrior, he fought with Sun Tzu.
I believe dancing is a war too.
You are out there without any shield, just with your sword to express yourself and fighting till you win or die.
I am a magical mess. .
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Shindhe
My name is Shinde🙏
I am a Havildar, in the Persian origin it means "person in charge". I was mostly incharge of my life till I fell in love with my wife and she left me because I used to do horrible things to her every now and then but i am slowly realizing that love does not mean posession and my ways of showing love were bad. People call me Faujdaar Shinde, just got dismissed because of my drinking problem. I am not an Alcoholic, i am a Lonely man. I am not Mad i am in Love. I have weird fetishes, intimacy issues due to daddy issues, and a positive, don’t give up’ attitude for winning my wife back and there is that sakharam guy too(Champa's New Husband). -FaujDaar Shinde आदमी चंपा का (From Sakhram Binder a play by Vijay Tendulkar 1972)
Khabbu Bhaiya
In India, Media is known as the sword of democracy with the power to create and shape the opinions.
Khabbu Bhaiyya attempts everyday to uplift the society by spreading the power of information to each and all.
Drawing from the recent cases of fake news and paid news, he questions the nature of packaging, accuracy, balance and objectivity of news which is often lost in the race of sensationalism and TRPs.Examining the ownership patterns and the economic and political models.
Khabbu raises questions to the audience, who as a consumer is ignorant to what is being presented.
In a world that doesn't make sense it's all a funny joke and he learns to laugh like everyone HaHa...HaHaHa Ooo.o.o.oooo. He succumbs to what the powerful ones want because that's good for business because justice has no profits and in the end khabbu turns from ‘watchdog’ to ‘lapdog’.
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