Ugh. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Zwei looks like the guy who gives a university freshman her first STD after he gets her drunk on natty ice. Zwei is the bassist for a ska punk band who have only ever been photographed for police line-ups. When Zwei takes off those ridiculously anachronistic patent leather Steven Tyler pants, insects abandon corpse flowers in the heart of the Indonesian jungle and fly towards Newark guided solely by the stench. And as if the static character design wasn't bad enough, Zwei holds and wields his sword in such an absurdly stupid fashion, the floating werewolf ghost strapped to his back somehow, against all odds, becomes only the second lamest and most inexplicable thing about his moveset. If you showed Michael J. Fox a clip of Zwei's fighting style, Michael would feel perfectly comfortable saying "The f*** is wrong with this spaz?" without the slightest hint of guilt or self-consciousness.
I mean, I know he's coming back eventually, but of all the characters born out of a tragic series of decisions made by Namco concept artists who hadn't been let out of their SCV crunch time cages for six months, why would we want to hasten this guy slipping back into the roster? Seriously, I would take fifteen variants on Necrid before UberDouche McHilt-Flailer.