My over the top positive lil guy was a halfling bard who was a baker. All his instruments were pots and pans he would bang on. His vicious mockery was telling you ways that you let down people in your life and genuinely wanting to help you do better. His bags were full of homebrewed muffins that were infused with calm emotions which he would use to pacify and bribe NPCs. Whimble Buttercrust became the de facto party leader and turned our resident murder hobo into a struggling pacifist who would snap if anyone put Whimble in danger.

The other halfling in our party was a horny rogue, so I played Whimble asexual. The DM was also horny so they found it amusing to watch Whimble struggling to graciously excuse himself while remaining oblivious (until it was no longer possible and then becoming flustered).