Beetlejuice

Grew Up… seemingly never. For someone who’s been dead so long, Beetlejuice has a very immature sense of humor.

Living… well, not really. Technically Beetlejuice is dead, though he’s been stuck in between this world and the official afterlife for some time. The self-described “ghost with the most” knows the ins-and-outs of specter life like no other. Just ask him.

Profession… freelance ghost. Or as he puts it, “the afterlife’s leading bio-exorcist.” Beetlejuice makes his “living” by scaring away unwanted humans. He’s found his latest employment from two amateur ghosts, the newly deceased Adam and Barbara Maitland. The Maitlands need to get rid of the new owners of their lovely house, a family from New York City named the Deetzes.

Interests… anything and everything vulgar. It’s unclear to the Maitlands whether Beetlejuice is trying to be rude, or if he’s just clueless as to the rules of decorum. Beetlejuice smokes, swears, and eats roaches straight off the floor.

Challenge… escaping from his purgatory. In order to get out of his miniature prison, Beetlejuice has to get married. Luckily, he’s found a sympathetic potential bride: the morbid, goth-obsessed Lydia Deetz.

Personality… crude, rude, and very talkative. Beetlejuice is full of cheap, annoying jokes. He’s also known to be a persistent ladies man, at least to hear him tell it: “I’m feeling a little, ooh, ‘anxious,’ if you know what I mean. It’s been about 600 years, after all. I wonder where a guy, an everyday Joe like myself, can find a little action.”