18. Jot

Jot is the always dour and glass half empty graphite end of a discarded #2 pencil.  Jot is having a tough time moving on, after being jettisoned by his former artist owner for a fresh pencil.  He blames Nub, the chatterbox eraser he’s cursed to spend the rest of his days attached to for being kicked to the curb.

If Jot subscribed to the rule, if you don’t have anything nice to say then don’t say anything at all then he’d be a mute.  Quick with an insult, if you point out the silver lining in a dark cloud, Jot’s probably going to tell you to go hang yourself with it.