Mr. Cob

Mr. Cob, full name Cob Cannon, is a retired plant that used to fight the zombies. He stands at an overwhelming 7'3" height and has quite a broad and imposing build. He's also 51 years old. He's almost entirely covered in a leafy green suit and hood, along with wearing black rubber gloves. Underneath is his corn-covered body. He has narrow eyes that make his expression always appear furrowed. In his mouth is a whole corn cob, which is explosive and can be fired and reloaded. Even that is not as intimidating as the cob between his legs. His veiny 'cob cannon' is 72 inches long and 5.3 inches in diameter. That's six feet of pure dick, weighing over a thousand pounds, oozing continuous pre-cum. His balls are way lighter in color, resembling the inside of a corn. They are quite big, having a size and shape similar to car wheels. Cob was quite formidable on the battlefield, sending out cobs that would blow up groups of zombies of all kinds and only needing a short interval to reload, which made him the only competitor to the likes of Cherry Bomb or even Doom-shroom. Cob, though he was a great defender, eventually left to start a family. He had a wife and a son and a daughter; his life was complete. Then... tragedy struck. After being cancelled for having furry porn in his bookmarks, the family moved back to his hometown in Neighborville, but that's when things got even more tragic. His wife was involved in a hit-and-run, and after a week in the hospital, she succumbed to her injuries. Her killer was never caught; they don't even have a suspect. Not even a year later, his daughter fell from the roof of his two-story house... She didn't make it. He became incredibly overprotective of his remaining son, so much so that he locked the boy in the basement with a supply of food that he replaces monthly and a PS5, assuring that there's literally no way his son could die in there. After which, he made modifications to his house just to hide the items needed to open the basement. Since then, he's become increasingly secretive, to the point where it's suspicious, despite his attempts to seem normal. He really does not appreciate nosy neighbors. Despite that, he won't admit it, but he enjoys the cat-and-mouse chases. He's a very smart cookie with engineering know-how and superior strength and agility.