Heto's a wanderer, or at least he used to be, and just not very domesticated in general. He's had to take care of himself since he was young, and he's been on the road for a long time, so he's pragmatic and self-reliant, and although he makes friends wherever he goes, he doesn't see anything in life as permanent.

He is, though, upbeat, friendly, and fun-loving, and though he never had much use for school, he's clever, slippery, and crafty. He's self-confident and cool-headed when it comes to getting himself or his friends out of trouble.

Heto is more of an anarchist than the other members of the squat, and though he's not militant or activist at all, he has no love for any government or authority. He doesn't see why people get bent out of shape over petty crimes like theft or trespassing, and he has no problem with stealing food or paintbrushes or whatever he needs. He also wouldn't take it personally if someone stole his stuff. He doesn't value material possessions highly, so he doesn't own much and he usually keeps anything he cares about on his person (like his art supplies).

He's disorganized and free-wheeling, and doesn't stress over most things. He tends to hoard food and forget about it until it stinks up his backpack or wherever else he put it.

Heto is scrawny and small, with a blue mohawk (that he only sometimes bothers putting up), his black roots growing out, blue eyes, and an impish grin. He's always up to something.

He's usually wearing an old teal blue hoodie with thumb holes in the sleeves, faded jeans covered in paint and holes, pac boots, and a light blue dog collar. He'll wear t-shirts or tank tops if it's too hot for the hoodie, but it's comforting to him, and whatever he's wearing, it's guaranteed to be a mess.

He carries his art supplies, forgotten halves of sandwiches, and other important items in a giant blue external frame camping backpack from the '80s that looks like this one.

Heto likes art and comic books, and museums' free days-- or places with entrance clerks easy to bamboozle.

He's a danger when he attempts to cook (which isn't often), and he shouldn't be allowed around fire. Burgers are his favorite food, but he isn't picky.

Part of him will always be on the open road, and he dreams of boots on his feet, a starry sky, and clean air-- but it's outweighed by all the things about that life he doesn't miss.

He especially loves roadside oddities and "characters"-- if there's an eccentric old guy playing chess or selling tchotchkes, Heto wants to hear his story.

Heto graffitoed his way across Canada and the United States, painting murals and anything else in punk houses, squats, and any available surface, and selling or trading art on the road whenever he could.

Now that he's settled down in one place, he gets some of his art around the punk scene as gig flyers and merch (getting paid a little... sometimes), but mostly he spends his days selling "Heto's Awesome Art" in Union Square Park to passersby. His paintings are usually weird scenes or showdowns between improbable opponents, like monsters, robots, animals, or cartoon characters, and he'll do custom art or draw your boss getting singed by Godzilla, whatever you want to pay him for. They all have descriptive titles, like:

• A Snake Teaches A Robot How To Hula-Hoop
• Dracula's Hand Army Versus Bacne
• Mummy and Cat Have A Hex-Off
• A Fish Is Unexpectedly Good At Q*Bert For Game Boy Color
• A Butterfly Plays Tennis While Listening To Lots of Action Action
• A Witch Doctor Slays The Unicorn And The Other Witch Doctors Wish He Didn't