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Kakutoku Sha, or Sweet Daddy K as he preferred to be called glanced back to one of his lovely ladies, as he waved a wad of Yen. "Baaa-beey, ya'll did a good'ol job ya hear. Buy yo'self a sweet glass of Congac, fiiiine and succulent nect-ah. It goes down smoooooth. Maybe go find a little dash of Kabuki."

She graciously bowed as took the wad of cash. "I really should ge-" With a swift wag of his tail, and pointing his gilded cane at her he shook his head. "Nah, nah. Listen to yo Daddy. 'Til Daddy says, ya on Vaa-Kay ya hear? Can't have all work 'n no play. Constantly workin' ain't gonna help ya out. Sweet Daddy K saw oh too many people work day in, day out, sleepin' at the desk. Ain't no way ta live or work. An' ya working for Sweet Daddy K, ain't gonna letcha suffer like dem fellas. Those workin' fo Daddy are taken care of."

Again she bowed to Sweet Daddy K. "I thank you." Kakutoku shook his head as he laughed as his belly jiggled violently with merriment. "Ain't no thang but a chicken wang. Just 'nother reason they call me Sweet Daddy K." He chuckled a bit more as he waved off one of his lovely ladies. He glanced at the other two ladies behind him, "Ya'll two on Va-Kay, buuuut Sweet Daddy always gotta 'ave a lil' arm-candy." The both gave a single nod.

He tapped his cane as he swaggered on over to the hotel's bar, followed by two of his lovely ladies. As he entered he quickly began spying around for any particularly interesting individuals.
Monster Name/ Kakutoku Sha
Other Names/ Sweet Daddy K, The Miracle Worker (As priest Supai Ao)
Monster type/ Tanuki

Appearance/ Kakutoku Sha is a tanuki with brown fur, racoon face and a massive bushy tail, that stands at five feet. He is always wearing a large neon purple cape, with white leopard fur interior. He has a massive belly that is always visible. He wears a bright white sumo mawashi, that appears rather strained and near the breaking point. And he strolls with a cane that holds a golden and emerald gilded sake bottle ontop.(If Shapeshifted he appears as an young, long-haired priest in a ceremonial kimono)

Personality/ Kakutoku Sha, or as he prefers to call himself Sweet Daddy K is a joyful individual. He is always in a cheerful mood, and enjoys indulging himself. This is only enhanced when he drinks. Sweet Daddy K enjoys doing his business and making people happy. However if crossed, especially by someone close to him he is quite brutal. And of course he loves the sweet nature of money.

Bio/ Kakutoku Sha was born in Yoshinogawa, Tokushima. He would do the bit that his family did, turn into a priest, and if attacked by a blade would multiply himself. That quickly grew boring, and Kakutoku Sha decided he needed a new way to live. Using his sweet charms he became the hit known as 'Sweet Daddy K - The Miracle Worker'. Course every good man needs a vacation, so he decided to stop on over at this hotel.

Other/ Sweet Daddy K's mind is an impregnable fortress. Any cutting/stabbing attack on him just multiplies him. Can shapeshift into a human. Is followed by a loyal staff of ladies. Magic clothes for shapeshiftin' yo.
One of the many Urban Legends about the creature Blrblbubblrubblub, I suppose. Salt is tasty stuff, Slimey doesn't mind chowing down on it. Prefers more substantial things though, like roaches and house-cats and stuff.

Slimey is a growing thing after all!

I toss my hat into the ring! BEHOLD!

Name: ??? (Blrblbubblrubblub is what it 'speaks', at least physically. If it did truly communicate it'd be by psychic messaging. Most of the time so people assume that is the name. It may or may not be the case.)

Alias: Slimey

Age: ??? - Records, from a defunct company, indicate a project similar to this one being performed 15 years ago. News reports indicated a strange meteorite landing down 13 years ago, which scientists discovered to have a strangely wet exterior. Many cities have used several urban legends to apply how old this slime monster is.

Personality: Blrbl is a strange thing. Primarily it seems more animal like than anything, just concerned with itself and obeying the law of flight or flight and realizing object permeance. However Blrbl has been seen with more childlike behaviors, albeit the crueler aspects of children. If it consumed enough, who knows what personality might grow in the creature.

Powers:
Slime Composition: Blrbl has the uncanny ability of being really, really pesky to fully 'destroy', due to it being a slime creature. Besides that it can get through any crack or crevice, what with being a slime creature, and has the ability to crudely mimic other forms, such as a dog (if it has enough mass/is clever enough to think of it.) No organs to exploit either.
Dissolving Sludge: Blrbl has to eat somehow. It does this by holding still over something it either allowed, or had the misfortune of stepping and getting into it. It then proceeds to dissolve the substance to gain nutrients.
Growing Gloop: As Blrbl consumes more and more, it increases in size, and as such makes it grow bigger and stronger. Of course this doesn't help in its mobility.
Generating Gunk: Blrbl can create little spawns of slime, which it controls through a hive-mind and has access to everything the little spawns know. Using this decreases the size of Blrbl. If Blrbl so chooses, it can artificially create zombified minions on non-powered humanoids. These things do not maintain the hive like connection to Blrbl, though they keep a fanticism to their master slime, and do its bidding.

Weakness:
It is vulnerable to extreme differences in ambient water or temperature level, which in general makes Slimey uncomfortable as it doesn't stay as viscous as it likes.
Large forces of suction is the creature's primal fear and, if large enough to suck/move the creature a fair distance it then always inspires flight in flight v fight.
Currently it is single-minded and not capable of clever planning, it is essentially an animal with a few childlike characteristics.
Slimey is also terrible at being stealthy, due to the fact it leaves a wet trail behind it.
The creature seems to have a fondness for Frank Sinatra. No one is sure why. Playing it has been known to calm it. Stopping it when it has already been playing seems to enrage it.



Bio: A now defunct pharmaceutical company had made fortune by selling biological agents to PMCs. One Research and Development Team was devoted to developing a life-form that would be useful in those Mercenary Operations. What they came up with, was the blueprints to create a horrific slime creature. But before the project was going down the company was bankrupt due to corrupt practices from the Higher-ups. Some say one of those researchers continued the project anyway, either in a show of science, or a desperate attempt to get money. Others say the project was long-forgotten and lost. Others claim the slime creature was spawned from a strange meteorite that landed on earth, that had a strangely wet surface. Countless other legends and urban rumors have been theorized to explain exactly how this creature arrived and came into existence. What matters is that Blrblbubblrubblub exists and is rolling around on Earth.

Arc Ideas:
  • OVERGROWN: Blrbl has devoured so much it has become the giant horrific slime monster that will consume all of the country and so forth.
  • Cult of the Ooze: Someway, somehow, (probably by actively demonstrating its zombification of minions) this slime monster has inspired a cult devoted on bringing sacrifices to their idol.
  • B-Film Mania!: Sometimes it is good to have a Sci-Fi B-film Festival in your town. Not so much when there is a slime monster roaming about, exploiting the situation!
  • That Smoggy Feeling: Who would've guessed that an animalistic slime held an Oil Company in its control? Certainly the Board of Directors didn't want anyone to know about the CEO of their Company being such a slime. Though, it has finally come time for the identity to be known, because they have no one else to blame on the rampant pollution that they are responsible for.


Other: Titans Forever
[Bar Basement Dungeon - Lef Hallway Chamber 1-1] And so Link, the adventurer that he was, would notice that that rock was in fact, a piece of flint. As he listened intently he could hear things, much more skittering from behind. Possibly from where that box was? Well, the box was still there, and it looked like nothing occurred to it. Entering the dark chamber, he noticed it was very scant in its lighting. Really it was more of a blackened abyss at this point, with the occasional glimmer of fire. It appeared the chandelier went out. As he entered the room, he heard a noticeable crash. Something struck against his feet, providing some minor cuts. All the while there was more twitching which seemed to come further above, and forward. [Bar Basement Dungeon - Right Hallway Chamber 1-1] The man glanced at Ajax and spoke in his weak voice. "J-just a little magic. I can ackaaaaah!" He said before violently coughing, "Can quit anytime I want." Ajax easily and effortlessly took him to the blast-door. And after a few bangs, which dented the inner section of the blastdoor, it was opened with a hiss. The skeletal man just took the body, and gave a nod to Ajax. Grabbing him by the shoulders, he pulled the man out and locked back the door.
[Bar Basement Dungeon - Right Hallway Chamber 1-1] And so Ajax, was able to successfully move over the tripwires. He was much like a bull in a china shop, well aware of its size, and knowing the materials were delicate, so being extra careful. Ajax soon made it to where the man was. He coughed weakly as he glanced towards the hulking figure. The man was in his late forties at least, with a greying beard and short cropped hair. His bulbous piglike nose was noticeably broken, and he had several bruises around his face. The man was dressed in a brown overcoat, and some light grey trousers. His feet were twisted and mangled, with a small bit of blood pooled underneath them. "Ribs... feet..." He coughed out a large amount of phlegm. "T-the research. Came for, potential research." Weakly he raised his thin right arm and pointed towards one of the pictures before coughing yet again. Many of the pictures were detailing crude creatures, some drawn in ink, others in crayon. They were covered in strange insignias and other things. And, now in the room, Ajax noticed some scratch marks on the floor below. As for the pictures, they didn't seem all too well attached to the wall. There was three doors, near the back with the man. Actual doors, all of the same style, with a brass knob and a metal frame..
Name: Wilhelm Lane Gender: Male Fablemaiden Name: The Boy Who Feels No Fear (though everyone calls him 'Fearless' despite his insistence on the full name) Normal Appearance:
Personality: Wilhem Lane is simply put an idiot. He is not book-smart and cares little for education. Despite not caring for education, he does have a curious nature and a vicious stubborn streak when he wants something. He is however fairly clever and wily with street-smarts. Has absolutely no fear. Occupation: Delinquent, Student Fablemaiden Appearance: Exactly the same. Except he has a bucket over his head with crude eye-holes and mouth slot along with a simplistic skull face painted on the bucket. Fablemaiden Artifact: Bucket of streamwater and gudgeons Fablemaiden Costume: Black hoodie with a coffin drawing on the back. Fablemaiden Weapon: Iron Rod and a Knife Attack: Merciless Beatdown - It's just him repeatedly striking with the Iron Rod or knife with great strength. He is capable of splitting anvils in his beatdowns. Spooky Summoning - He can conjure up skulls, which had been carved to be circular for the purposes of playing Nine Pin. And he can summon a large durable coffin. Sometimes it has something in it that wants to strangle him. Other times it does not. And his most dangerous summon, used in his typical finisher, a large flight of stairs. Other: Marchen von einem, der auszog das Fürchten zu lernen.
[Bar Basement Dungeon - Left Hallway 1-1] And so Link had chosen to partake in the path of the left hallway. As he trudged forth, he would notice that the shattered box, was moving. Or was it? It could've just been his imagination, but at the least, the bone appeared to be off while still in the box. In the distance Link would see a larger room. The interior was much the same as the hallway, sets of grey-stone. Above were the flickering of a chandelier. He could see a silhouette of something, from the flicking flames. But, it was still too dark to see fully. However, he did notice that there was a set of two stones which seemed misplaced. Surely they didn't belong there. And beyond the sight of that silhouette, he heard a distinctive sound of twitching. Somewhere, in that room, something was twitching. That twitch was quickly followed up by a skittering, which appeared to not come from the room itself but from the hallway. [Bar Basement Dungeon - Right Hallway 1-1] And so Ajax had chosen to partake in the path of the right hallway. As he walked down the right hallway, he would notice increasing amounts of blood. On both sides of the hallway, there was faded and dulled hand-prints. If Ajax took the time to glance at them, he would glimmer the information that these were, not the sign of a struggle. No, they were planted there for some reason or another. However, as he walked on he would notice more blood on the floor. The spray marks revealed that yes, this was from the sign of a struggle. As he went on he would notice that the fluorescent lights in the chamber, which he was about to enter were not nearly as bright as the ones in the hallway. The interior of the room was also constructed of metal. However, there were crude drawings scattered about the room. But he was too far to analyze them just yet. But there was something noticeable, a person, laying face down, weakly reaching for something. It appeared to be an adult, most likely male, struggling on the ground. And as the flourscent light flickered again he would notice that the light seemed to go off, revealing some strings that were strung across the room at just below knee level, for an average sized person. [That One Diner] Rattlesnake Jack gave a friendly nod to his associate, the trust-worthy Clown. "Oh hey, mosta the gang's back. Yeah, dimension, or something blew in, Magical Nonsense if I ever heard any. And I have heard plenty of magical nonsense my day." It was then Rattlesnake Jack realized that he had the angry glare of that old diner worker. Taking out a metal scooper he took two chunks of strawberry ice-cream and simply dumped it into a cup. After completing that he went to the back to the mixer. Before activating the blaring noises from the ice-cream machine. He glanced at Okkuu who asked for a quest of sorts. He pointed towards a wall, where a Quest Board was hanging. The various messages on the boards ranged from the desperate pleas for help, to professional business-like inquiries. One thing was for sure, the majority of them appeared to be 'Fetch Quests'. Alongside these things was also a prominent flyer to remember to tip your wait-staff.
[??? Training Facility - Engaged Test 1] As Bee entered the room, he would hear a noticeable mechanical clamp, as the door quickly shut. From the wall, a small hand-sized panel shifted open, as the metal sheet revealed a small red eye. There was a loud beep, before a voice echoed through the metal chamber of the training chamber. "Greetings New Recruit." The metallic voice, a synthetic mimicry of an old man, spoke up. "You are currently engaged in the first training exercise. Judging by the imput code, you are assigned for Field Duty. Your first test begins now." Right next to Bee emerged twin columns which had a variety of weaponry. Some were strangely, simple chrome hilts that did not seem to belong there. Others were guns which seemed to belong in a cheap B Sci-Fi flick. And one, one was just a rubber chicken. It was literally just a rubber chicken. The voice spoke up again, "You have one minute to make your selections. Please note any weapons you may have brought in with you, may or may not function correctly in these assignments. ...You should probably choose something from these chamber. But some of you do not realize how dangerous this situation could be. Your one minute for selection will fully begin after this short PSA." From the ceiling emerged a medium sized television. It played some grainy footage, which involved various dangers happening in a room quite similar to the one Bee was in. It was a short two minute clip, which was a clip-show of many dangers previous agents faced. Some were electrocuted to death, others were turned into a gooey bone and fleshy paste. And others, the footage appeared to be cut off from that. The television went back up into the ceiling. "Oooh that last one was naaaaasty." The metallic voice said. "Anyway your one minute begins, now." ....One minute later. The columns descended back into the floor. The sheet in front of the eye closed, as two new small doors at the end of the room opened. "Test 1 begins now." From the doors emerged two swarms of cybernetic enhanced rodents. They were screeching out in agony, as they rushed into the room, seemingly pleading for their wretched existence to end. The metal plates on their skulls all seemed to zap loudly as the creatures ran in the room. They stood, consuming the room as they just stared at Bee, ready to kill.
As Ajax entered the dungeon, he noticed that yes. There were cockroaches here. It was a fairly large one he stepped on earlier, squishing it into a pile of guts that stained the brick floor below. Under the glimmer of the florescent lights Ajax would notice that the current path was, hm, split into two hallways. One to the left, and one to the right. Both of these rooms were lit with the same florescent light. If he looked closely he could see a cockroach skittering down in the left hallway. Both of these hallways were large enough for Ajax and Link to walk through. However, it would be cramped, with one person brushing against the wall if they chose to go down the same hallway at the same pace at each others side. The Hallway on the left had no traces of blood on the steps which led to it. Near the corner of the entrance of the left hallway, there was a torn and shattered box. Inside the box there was a small bone sticking out on it, which had some remnants of consumed flesh, and noticeably had a cockroach on the side of it. The left hallway had continued stone and brick as its flooring. On the right, the Hallway had traces of blood spilled on the floor below. The droplets were pooled, as if something, probably recently was dispatched on that side. The florescent light flicked above it, showing the glimmering metal floor below. Also on the side of the right hallway there was the sound of some slight dripping. As Link and Ajax entered, they would soon hear the blast-door shut with a loud slam. It was soon followed by a loud hiss, which confirmed it to be shut.
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