Batter is an 18-year-old ghost with a very bad stint of chronic lateness. He is jaded and sardonic with a debilitating sweet tooth and a penchant for music -- particularly rock. He's a punk ghost. He can play the piano and the drums, but his passion is drumming.

He speaks in a mellow, almost-monotone at times, but you can still tell when he is enthusiastic or how he feels about something. He uses a lot of shortened language and is pretty terse. He is very matter-of-fact and quick to the point -- almost as if he has no time for this. Maybe because he's always late. Or maybe because he's dead.