Professor_Wyvern

Titans Together!

Residential Alleyway, Coast City

The alleyway was home to activity once more. A young girl was cradling her injured kitten in her arms. The cat meowed again in agony, as the girl continued to cry, as her tears stained her cheeks. The hind-legs of the cat were nothing but bones bare of flesh. Out of the back of the kitten was large gaping wound from which one could see the viscera within. The mere fact the cat managed to stay up past the shock was nothing short of a horrible curse.

A woman in her early to mid-thirties knelt down near the girl. She adjusted the brim of her glasses as she gingerly placed her right hand on the younger girl's shoulder. The child continued crying as she glanced at the woman, "M-m-mommy, M-mit-" She snorted out a large glob of mucus and wiped it against the sleeve of her blouse. "M-mittens."

The woman tried to hold back tears of her own. Her daughter, was brought into such sadness. "Honey." She spun the daughter around to face her as she glanced into her quivering eyes. "Mittens, will go to a better place. But nature has to take it's cou-" She was interrupted as the daughter placed the kitten down and began crying into her mother's chest.

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The creature had made its escape, before being spotted by them. The slime was fortunate that creatures were distracted by a partially eaten meal. Perhaps the bipedal creatures were busy feasting upon the meal that the ooze had taken a bite out of. Obviously they knew the creature was a tasty one, for why else would they stay in the area when other prey was there?

Slimey was content in its escape method, which was speeding past the alley and taking a path that led right-ward. The area had one of the great bins of food, the dumpster, and was next to the pathway where other predators emerged. Slimey was about to mess with the bin of food when something scary had emerged. Slimey paused in its motions, not wanting to anger the loud predator that was ontop of the black asphalt path.

An ambulance was speeding off with the sirens blaring. The noise was obviously its survival mechanism. Slimey slithered back as the predator paused at a scene that was nearby. Another of those bipedal creatures, this one more withered and pruned had a large gash-wound on its head with blood coming from it. Nearby was a brick which was stained in something. From the unidentified loud predator emerged two men carrying some sort of device which they put the man on. The things returned back into the ambulance with the man intact, before speeding off.

There was still a pool of substance beneath where the man once stood. Slimey focused its attention back on the dumpster. It spotted the dim glow of eyes of a creature Slimey was all too familiar with. Slimey began moving towards the bin.

It was time to feed once more.

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Mourning and laughter? Mittens is simply an example of the rules of nature!

Slimey was the superior predator. However, the accursed larger creature, the spawner of the other large individual who are in the same pack as the cat. Well, dinner was sadly cut short.

Monsters Hotel

The tanuki leaned in as he gave a single nod. "Quatah-houah. Aight then. Only me 'n tha ladies." He cocked his head back to the buxom beauty on the left side of him. She messed with a few buttons on a wrist-watch, as Sweet Daddy K focused his attention back on Djedkare.

He bared his fangs in a joyful grin. Taking his staff he opened up his mouth as he used his free-hand to pulled off the top from the gilded sake bottle. He poured a bit of the sake in his maws, lapping it up with his tongue. After that action he returned the top back into position with a hefty shove. "Ah Gakushima. Now called the Yoshinogawa, 'long wit otha cribs. In the Tokushima Prefecture, in Nihon-koku." He leaned in close as he spoke, "Pleny o' dawgs call it Japan."

Sweet Daddy K stretched out his arms once more as he smirked, "Shieeeet ya millennia year ol'? Ah ya, Sweet Daddy K gotta catch ya up to the present. Missed whole lick o'thangs. If I'm on tha up an' up, think it's waaaaay past Eighth 'er Ninth." Kakutoku Sha shook his head as he glanced back to his ladies. "Pas' that don'tcha think?"

He shook his head as they glanced at each other before giving a nod to him. The tanuki glanced back at Djedkare, "Ah we'll make sure it's all crackalackin'."

@Earnest Evans

Monsters Hotel

Katuku Sha simply waved his freehand at Djedkare as he began apologizing. "Shoot ain't no thang but a chicken wang." The Tanuki smiled as he flourished out his pimp cape. "Gennnuuuu-ine leopard fur. Can't go wrong." He paused for a moment as he began chuckling once more.

"Ah, while the title may soun' foreign, let me assure ya it gets the point and message 'cross." He spread his arms out wide and back towards his buxom ladies. Pointing the cane forward he smirked. "Lemme tell ya, goin' wit' the foreign ways let's ya nab more ayu if ya get mah drift." He gave a single flick of the tongue and another smirk. "Gotta tend to the herd, Priest gotta make sure they'll listen. An' if they are more willin' fo' a bit of foreign garb, I'll wear it."

As the mummy pointed out the attire of his beautiful assistants he gave a laugh. "Ah yea' time is a trickeh thang. Oh they love when Sweet Daddy K take'em outta festivals." He gave another smile. "Raisin' spirits is my business. An lemme tell ya, business is goooooooooood. Course, gotta take a lil Vaa-kay." His eyes darted towards what Djedkare motioned at. He gave a single nod, "Sheeeit, jus' lay ya numbah on me an' we'll keep on gabbin'."

"My 'legiance eh? Well Sweet Daddy K has a sweet spot fo Gakushima. Course I use the newah name, mo hip ta the kids y'know. Gotta gatha more helpers. So what broughtcha 'ere?"

@Earnest Evans

Titans Together!

Coast City, Night

This city was truly in a mire of crime and villainy. Of course it was not as bad off as other cities, but the disappearance of the Hero Hal Jordan, did take a toll on the city. The morale of the people was ravaged at the disappearance of a once great hero. He who swore to protect them in their darkest times. Yet when it arrived, he was nowhere to be seen.

In these troubling times, the people needed something to believe in. Someone they could count on, to protect them from the things that went bump in the night. Someone, who would be able to fight off the mutated freaks and ego-maniacal eggheads who used their gifts for something truly terrible. They needed a hero.

Despite the pleas of the people, they would receive no hero. No, what they would experience was a terror spoken in hushed whispers. Something that they would assume was only a urban legend. A creature that did not care about the plight of these pitiful apes, and only wished to cause destruction.

Of course Pterrordactyl was already doing that, in its glorified rampage upon the city. This left it open for a different sort of terror, something more inconspicuous. Blrblbubblrubblub, Slimey, or also commonly, 'What the HELL is THAT?' as it was so called took this position in Coast City.

The green blob slithered under the cover of nightfall, moving in and out of the dead end alley. Of course it left a wet-trail behind as it maneuvered in and out. The creature was only concerned with one thing and one thing only.

Food. Slimey needed to eat. It needed to consume. The city landscape had oodles of food, but Slimey craved something more substantial. The sound of a kitten mewing sparked up Slimey's interests. The creature proceeded to slide in the direction of the sound.

Going further in an alleyway, where a few doors led a small grey cat with a pink bow still lodged in its collar began moving out. In the distance there was a cry from a young girl, "Mittens! Mittens where are you!?" The grey furred creature flicked up its ears as it paused. Slimey knew what it had to do.

It was fight or flight. That thing, that made the louder noise gave it the opportunity to strike. Quickly slithering up behind the kitten the slime caught it off guard. It was then the young girl arrived.

She was no older than six or seven years of age, with twin pig-tails. She saw as the Blrbl had caught the kitten. It was yelping in agony, as Slimey was dissolving the flesh from its bones. The girl watched in utter terror as the creature was beginning in the consumption of her loyal companion. She immediately ran back the way she came, "MOOOOOOOOOOMMMY A T-THING IS EATING MITTENS!"

Slimey heard more, and louder footsteps. This delicious and succulent meal, may had to be cut short. At least Slimey felt bigger, and stronger. It would hunt better prey in time. But for now, Slimey had to flee.

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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.

Appearance

(Currently the size of a toddler)

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

Monsters Hotel

Cool @Oakman

Oh two others came behind me. What 'bout them?

Monsters Hotel

Kakutoku Sha embraced the mummified man in a warm hug, as the two ladies behind him watched. He paused for a moment as he shook his head, "Nah, nah, watcha talkin' 'bout wit that Thebes? Shieeeet my nog, if ya think I'm from Thebes ya wrong." He shook his head before chuckling as his belly jiggled with continued merriment. "As for Priest, yea. Sweet Daddy K is a Miracle Worker aftah all." He said as he grinned and bared his fangs. "Dey don't call jus' any man a Miracle Worker."

He waggled one of his fingers at Djedkare, as he gave a simple tap of his cane. "I can tell ya been 'roun' da bloc a few times. Folk ain't like bein' called savage no more." Sweet Daddy K gave a simple shrug and a laugh. "Ways nevah die truly. As for the Mediterraneans, my relations are as fine as the sweet nectar of Cognac. Those bronzed women, oh yes, they are good people. Sweet Daddy K can dig'em. But let me hear 'bout yaself, 'fore I keep yappin' and gabbin'. How go ya relations? Anythin' interestan ya'd wanna share?"

@Earnest Evans

Titans Together!

1.) Right, so the speed of the dissolving for consumption has quite a few factors. It is gonna depend on how big the little critter is, and how much Slimey is in or on the substance it wants to eat, and the materials it is constructed from. If the material is fairly dense, it's going to take awhile for Slimey to eat it, but it gives more mass due to being a denser and thicker material. Like if some kid tosses their homework into Slimey, it will be devoured and dissolved instantly, but it will grant little in the way of mass.

Right now, Slimey would be focused on like tricycles instead of cars. (Being the size of a toddler tends to reduce the amount of cars you can eat) And humans right now are not on Blrbl's menu. Instead it'd be focusing on stray and lost house-pets. Mostly cats and other smaller critters.

2.) Gunk Sludge minions are essentially smaller/weaker versions of the original that have more adverse affects to ambient temperature and stuff than the original. How long it takes to spawn them depends on amount, size of the creature being spawned (obviously can never be bigger than him) etc. Right now, since it isn't used to creating copies of itself as much, let's say it takes twenty to thirty minutes of being still, to produce some gunk. If it actually goes about creating it. Because it is animal like in its nature and doesn't have much in the way of a mind it probably won't use it just yet.

Monsters Hotel

Yo. Just pointing out that I tossed a Character in the Character sheet. Looked like I could just jump on in, (as long as I read the opening right), after that.

Uh, if not, (and apologizes for reading incorrectly if that was the case) just wanted to just state I want in.