Professor_Wyvern

The Elementals (Chemical elemental characters)

Hershel was napping. His head laid at the back of his wheel-chair and was slightly propped against his right shoulder. What with the weather at this time, truly it was the best time to sleep. For Herschel already fed the pigeons he wanted to feed. With a loud snore he suddenly woke back up, as he reached back for his respirator. He grabbed the mask attached to the apparatus and took a few deep breaths in.

He then placed the mask on his lap right next to his satchel. He turned to glance at the youngster, "See, didn't mind ya at all." He peered his eyes as he realized Dr Leo was there.

He gave a soft smile as he slowly moved his wheel-chair closer to Leo. "Doc, you Haimisher mensch, didn't expect you out here." Before he decided to answer Leo's question, he peered at the group next to him.

"Your brothers huh, so this is your Mishpocha? Scotland you say? That isn't the most kosher place." He peered at Fargus, Peaches, and Gunther for a few moments, judging them of their worth. He slowly lifted up his left hand and wagged his index finger, "You boys attending your Synagogue? The temples here are far better than, Scotland. I'd be surprised if there was even a single temple there. I hope you kids are doctors, you don't wanna disappoint your grandmotha do ya?"

He glanced at Leo as he spoke up, "How am I? Today seems to be going alright, but I know I'm gonna be disappointed by the end of it! Oh my grandkids will fail to leave a single message for me. I'm bound to run into some zhlubs with their pants down around their ankles, and playing on their skateboards on the sidewalks." Herschel shook his head, "Damn kids these days. Bit of a pain in my neck, but other than that, all seems relatively normal. You got me on the schedule now for my next appointment don'tcha? It seems to be the only time my kids seem to contact me. 'Oh Herschel, have you made sure you got your check-up?'. Feh, but they never seem to have the time to just go to a delicatessen and have some nice corned beef, or some soup."

Herschel frowned at the thought.

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Herschel kept watching the pigeon pecking at the seed on the ground. There was always harmony to be had from just watching the pigeons. He stretched his head back up as he just glanced forward for a bit, observing his surroundings. Herschel moved his arms to rest them back on his wheel-chair as he took a small breath.

He noticed that there was some youngster just on a bench. He glanced over to them as he spoke up, "Ah the spark of youth, what are you doing over here with us Zeydes? Usually kids aren't the type to hang around with us fuddy-duddies." He gave a smile as he lifted his right hand ever so slightly, and wagged his finger. "Good to see some of today's youth who can see the simpler things in life. Such as feeding the pigeons."

Reaching back to his pocket, Herschel searched for more bird-seed. He realized that he didn't bring that much to begin with. He frowned a bit, before he glanced at the youngster. He paused for a moment as he glanced at the individual, "Here for the bird-watching? Planning on feeding any of the pigeons yourself?"

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It was a good day for Herschel. His living assistant packed him a light meal, a few potato pancakes. They were nice and easy on his dentures. Central Park, it was a nice and calming spot. Hopefully it wouldn't be so filled with pollutants as to spark up the trouble on his worn lungs.

Herschel slowly glanced at the back of his wheel-chair, making sure his respirator was there. Sometimes damn kids would try to play with it. Damn kids. He needed it, but kids these days wouldn't respect the property of their elders.

He slowly pushed his wheelchair forward as he moved up to a nearby bench. It was crowded with fellow elderly citizens, who had aged better than him.

Reaching into a pocket he pulled out a bit of bird seed. He eyed the nearest pigeon as he sprinkled the seeds around his wheel-chair. "Come here you little shiska." The pigeon came and partook in the bird seed, as Herschel gave a small smile.

Today was to be a good day. He could feel it.

The Elementals (Chemical elemental characters)

Name: Herschel Orenstein/ Greyhound
Element: Arsenic
Age: 77
Gender: M
Appearance: Herschel Orenstein is an old looking man with a withered and pruned skin. He has a clean-shaven face which was withered by time. Upon his hooked nose lay a pair of thick rimmed reading spectacles. He has dark grey hair which covers just the side of his head, leaving the top bald. He usually is dressed in a light brown tweed-suit and some black bowler shoes. He is constantly in a wheel-chair, with a breathing apparatus strapped to the back and a breathing device around his mouth. He usually has a satchel on his lap which contains a deck of playing cards, a book, three pens, and a yamaka.
When in hero mode, his skin is colored in a dusty grey.

Powers: He has the power of releasing concentrated doses of arsenic, in any form of matter. If it successfully gets to a target it leads to severe arsenic poisoning. This ability can also be used for agricultural purposes to make insecticides and poisons.
Weapons: Guilt-tripping youngsters, and old man rambling. No conventional weapons.

Backstory: Herschel Orenstein was born in a turbulent time period back in Germany. Needless to say, his ancestors when they were able left Europe and moved to newly founded state of Israel. Herschel had a fairly typical childhood, playing around with friends, and learning the family trade. Skip several years later, he felt the wanderlust and moved to New York City where he started his own jewel cutting business. It was a legitimate business, though a few employees were, in shadier areas, as such they would get fired. Cut several years later, he married his beloved wife, and had four children. Cut years later, his wife fell to cancer, and his children started their own families, some better than others. His oldest son manages the jewel cutting business as he hoped he would. Herschel's children, upon seeing how poorly he aged, considered putting him into a home. However, Herschel insisted that they let him stay in his apartment, and hired a nurse for living assistance. As it was, it seemed life would come to an end for old Herschel. But suddenly he got a new lease on life when he was given the powers of Arsenic. He plans on using the time he has left in this world to make it a better place.

Back on the Rails - A Multiverse RP

Name: Captain Gina ('Real/Former name' Regina Kelly)
Age: ??? (Real Body Age 19, before the Incident)

Appearance after the incident

Equipment:
Scouter - Can use it to detect the power-levels of individuals in the area. Besides that it is also a communication device, which can contact others who have scouters.
Attack Ball - This is a space-ship designed like a perfect sphere. It is capable of incredibly fast inter-dimensional travel.


Powers:
Ki - Can use ki energy for blasting based attacks. Also can use it to fly.
Telekinesis - Primarily used it to lift objects
Body Change - Exactly what it sounds like. Fires a really shiny beam and switches bodies with the target. [Captain Gina] and the target retains the knowledge of the abilities they use. However they will have the power level of the new body they inhabit, and as such may not be able to use some of the abilities they were use to.
Fighting Poses - The purpose of striking a pose is not to become like a wallpaper, it is draw attention to the magnificence of the performer of the pose. Captain Gina has mastered the Fighting Poses.
Special Fighting Pose A - This Fighting Pose increases the physical defense of Captain Gina
Special Fighting Pose B - This Fighting Pose increases the physical attack of Captain Gina
Special Fighting Pose C - This Fighting Pose increases the defense of Captain Gina against ki/magic attacks
Special Fighting Pose D - This Fighting Pose increases the strength of ki/magic attacks of Captain Gina
Special Fighting Pose E - This Fighting Pose increases the speed of Captain Gina
Special Fighting Pose F - This Fighting Pose taunts other enemies who are in the area to attack Captain Gina

Personality: Captain Gina cares very deeply for her team-mates, essentially acting as a Mother to them. She is also incredibly loyal to her employer, following all orders given to her without hesitation. She also displays a strong sense of honor and tries to maintain fairness, as warriors are fair. In fact she will threaten her own team-mates if they participate and ruin the fairness of a fight. Usually she is in a fairly chipper mood.

Brief Backstory: Regina Kelly was a fairly upbeat girl, with high hopes for the future, as she got a scholarship based on her Drill Team performance. Unfortunately she would not get to experience what she wanted to in life. As Shadowline came to Earth. It was where she encountered a mysterious alien-like frog. As she was reaching over to touch it, she was engulfed by a blinding light which manipulated her body and changed the person that was Regina Kelly. For you see, this is not the story of Regina Kelly, but the story of the Captain trapped in that frog.

Captain Gina leads an Elite Special-Squad for the Intergalactic Trading Company. The Squad was called on for an important mission to obtain relics of power from a laughably pathetic wasteland of a 'planet.', due to the interference of the betrayal of a savage nobleman who was employed by the company, and mysterious forces from another laughably pathetic planet. All and all it was going to be a simple mission, but things happened. And then another organization appeared and kidnapped the Captain while a frog. Now back in commission, Captain Gina seeks to collect the crew once more, and return back to the mission for the Intergalactic Trading Company.

Monsters Hotel

Sweet Daddy K felt that something was off. He glanced to his side as he glanced at the woman on his left. She was still there and he glanced ahead of him. He took a quick sniff of the air around him, as he plucked the coin given to him, and dropped it into his mawashi.

He tapped his cane on the ground as he glanced at what appeared to be one of his lovely ladies. "Woul be fittin'. Coul' always toss some scrilla." He swaggered on up to Hodag, keeping a calm mood to him

"What's crackalakin?" The Tanuki inquired as he bared his fanged teeth at the creature. "So, can't give a fresh gift if I ain't knowin' whatcha like. Course coul' always go widda gift that ain't fo-sho. Buuut Sweet Daddy K don't do that. So I'mma ask whatcha like? Shorties? Scrilla? Or, somethin' ya ain't sure of?" Kakutoku Sha cocked his head as he glanced at the pile of gifts. "Whatcha flava Mac?"

Monsters Hotel

The lady at the lobby paused for a moment, incredulously as the sound of a gong went off, and some announcement. "Tch. Oh well, Sweet K should be amused by this."

As for Sweet Daddy K he was less-focused on the message being delivered, and instead focused on something odd. No, not the fact presents were coming from nowhere. But more or less the fact that some weird manner of yokai stumbled in. And as he was focused on that, he was not focused on the dented chunk of metal that flew towards him.

"Sweet Daddy K!" Said woman on the left as she moved out her palm to block the metal. However, she was short to the draw in blocking it, as it smacked right dab on Kakutoku Sha's nose, before plopping back to the ground. The woman on the left immediately dropped to her knees and clutched at the raccoon-man's leg. "P-please fo-"

Kakutoku Sha wiped his nose with his left hand as he gave the woman a pat on the head. "Jus' an simple assed-up situ-ation, gurl. Sweet Daddy K gonna rememba it, but ain't too bad. Maybe a lil' less Benjies, if it turns real bad. Sweet Daddy K forgives ya." The woman regained her composure as she gave a deep bow to the Tanuki and stood up fully once more.

The Tanuki turned to glance at the creature, "Got 'notha hairball? Jus' rememba to fire at anythin' otha than Sweet Daddy K." He said as he pointed his gilded cane at the Hodag.

Monsters Hotel

Kakutoku Sha had swaggered on back to the hotel lobby. His twin buxom and scantily clad ladies followed the Sweet Daddy K. "Ya'll go'n check and find me a map." The one on the right swayed over to the desk as she ringed a bell.

Sweet Daddy K opened the top of the gilded bottle of sake once more and poured it into his gullet. During this time the lady on the left began checking her nails. "Mmm Sweet Daddy do my nails look chipped to you?" She inquired as she held out her left hand. The tanuki peered carefully at them as he shook his head. "Nah, nah gurl. Nails 're as pristine as Ikeda. Might wanna go get yaself notha manipedi, on Daddy's account of course. Cause ya wit the Sweet Daddy, ain't gonna make ya pay fer ya own nails."

Titans Together!

Would be ill advised. Wild animals are quite dangerous after all, and this is before the fact it is Slimey.

Slimey must hunt and feeeed.

Titans Together!

Underneath the dumpster was a rodent that was scavenging for its own food. The ooze slithered under the dumpster, as the larger than usual rodent hissed at it. Slimey was undeterred in its movement. Blrblbubblrubblub knew that it was the superior predator. This creature, this brown rat would not scavenge the various pieces of trash that was underneath the dumpster. No, this trove of succulent vittles belonged to Slimey.

The rat was prepared on defending this territory it eked out for itself. As such the creature charged at Slimey. Perhaps this rat had something unusual, something that was not explained by fight vs flight. A creature striking against one that was sure to win, this desperation was it boldness?

And so the rat bravely charged to swipe at Slimey. It was during that moment the slime wrapped around the creature and engulfed it. Slimey would feed yet again.