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Drew is a gravitationally advantaged ginger bear with a tinker's old soul. He grew up in a small midwestern farming town where his revolutionally Woody Spacecraft (tipped over picnic table and benches, plastic compass) and Orbital Time Sled (busted calculator, wire, sled) inventions went largely unnoticed. Years later, Drew's dreams of space, glory and time sleding were crushed when he flunked Advanced Engineering Vector Calculus (for the second time) and gave up on his Aerospace Engineering degree to become a generic electron-pushing meat puppet in an embarrassingly ordinary office job. A romantic notion that he can feel the vibrations of fantasy goodness leaking in from neighboring dimensions comples Drew to frequently open interesting and intentionally plain looking doors hoping to find a route to elsewhere. When not living in his elaborate fantasy world, Drew does his level best to meet Super Scientists and hang around where industrial "accidents" are likely to happen that might imbue him with meta-human abilities.