Douglas Peach soon learned that your Earth's yellow sun gave him horrible, cooked-meat smelling sunburns and he doesn't like that. So instead he spends a lot of time indoors reading comics, novels, playing what his family refers to as "crazy man shoot man" on Xbox, changing diapers, and working as a research assistant for the local university. He's also a professional photographer, an unpublished writer unsuccessful at finding an artist so far, and the father of three lovable little girls who are destined to destroy Tokyo with mind-control death rays.
He tells people he was born in Kentucky, but who's born in Kentucky?
Answer: Nobody.
If you see him, check for gills. And tentacles.
