Hello friends. I am Toad. It is me.BASIC INFO:Legal Name:
Toad, The Terrible Toad King, Mort, MortyCitizenship and other legal info:
United KingdomPlace of Birth:
York, Yorkshire, England, United KingdomOccupation:
Former Small Time CriminalEducation:
Though quick to learn, Mortimer never finished his last year of middle school and was self taught from that point forward.
161 lbsHair color:
Green dark enough to look black at a glanceEye color:
English of Welsh descent Age:
Mortimer looks younger than he is thanks to his awkward long limbed build as well as his unusually large eyes, his somewhat high voice not helping things. Thanks to the way he hunches, crouches and how skinny he's built, Toad looks smaller than he really is. His skin is green with blotches along his shoulders, back and legs, his hands and feet sporting a membrane of webbing between each digit. Due to his long toes which give him frog-like feet, he is unable to wear shoes. His hair is dreadlocked and hangs a bit past his shoulders, deep green in color. His large eyes are too orange to be brown, but the color is close, a slice of black at it's center to form his slitted pupils. His teeth are pointed and triangular in shape and yellowed due to poor hygiene. His prehensile tongue is extremely long and a paler green than the rest of him. He wears casual if scruffy clothes most of the time and is usually seen wearing goggles around his neck or over his eyes in brightly lit areas.OTHER INFORMATION:Orientation:
Reactive as always he's happy as can be whether things are gentle or rough, Mort willing to do and try most anything to make his partner happy. Tough as he is and sporting a masochistic streak and submissive nature, rough is how he usually gets it and likes it.Goals:
Humbly, finding a place where he feels happy, safe and at home with a family of friends to go with it.Wealth Level:
What wealth? He's lucky if he's nicked enough wallets to feed himself for the day.Personality:
Mortimer's personality is a volatile one, very reactive to his environment, but also reluctant to accept good things into his life. Mistreated for as long as he can remember and never feeling like anyone loved him or even cared about him he is fiercely loyal to those that can convince him that he means something to them. Until that point, he is suspicious and rude, assuming that you don't mean any of the nice things you say to him. The poor thing wants nothing more than to feel like he's wanted and that he belongs, but it's hard for him to let himself have those very things. Once his trust is garnered however, he is fiercely loyal and willing to do anything asked of him, even if it means putting himself in harm's way.SCHOOL INFO:Classes Taken or Taught:
Real late FreshmanClub Memberships or Sponsorships:
None YetSTATS: Fighting:
2POWERS: Superhuman Leaping
- Toad's primary power is the ability to leap to heights and distances far greater than that of an ordinary human. He possesses a degree of superhuman strength, particularly in his back and legs, which grants him his superior leaping abilities (able to reach 25 feet in a vertical leap and 37 feet in a broad jump), as well as deliver kicks with superhuman force. This also grants him the ability to bench press 7 tons with his legs in comparison to the 1 ton he can lift with his upper body. Although the Toad usually stands in a crouching position, he can stand erect if he wishes. His unusually flexible spine enables him to crouch continually without strain.Flexible Bone Structure
- The Toad's bone structure enables him great flexibility. He can remain in a crouching position for long periods of time and perform contortionist type feats without causing any damage to his spine.Superhuman Stamina
- The Toad's muscles produce a significantly lower amount of fatigue toxins during physical activity than the muscles of an ordinary human. He can exert himself at peak capacity for several hours before fatigue begins to impair him.Superhuman Agility
- The Toad's overall equilibrium application is enhanced to some degree and his bodily coordination and balance are enhanced to levels that are beyond the human body's natural limits. This allows him to easily keep his balance on unstable surfaces such as a floor starting to give way in the wake of an earthquake and to move normally over limited space such as a rope or pipe. Superhuman Reflexes
- The Toad's reflexes are enhanced to levels that are beyond the human body's natural limits. This allows him to get out of the way of danger quickly enough that it is hard to shoot such a fast target without significant skill, luck or quantity.Superhuman Durability
- The Toad's body is tougher and more resistant to physical injury than an ordinary human's. He can withstand major impacts and physical trauma that would severely injure or kill an ordinary human with moderate discomfort. He is not invulnerable to damage, but he can get back up from things that could kill all but the luckiest of humans making him very hard to keep down let alone kill.Regenerative Healing Factor
- The Toad has a limited healing factor that allows him to recover from injuries and ailments at an accelerated rate when compared to humans. He can recover from minor ailments, such as a cold, within a few hours. Larger, more damaging injuries, such as broken bones, heal within a matter of days. He has also regenerated severed body parts, such as when he regenerated his tongue, which had been completely cut off. Regenerating a lost body part can take weeks depending on how much there is to grow back and of course assuming the injury doesn't kill him before then via blood loss for example.UV/Infrared Vision
- The Toad's enhanced vision allows him to see into the ultraviolet and infrared spectrum, granting him a degree of heightened night vision. However, his eyes are also sensitive to certain types of lighting, forcing him to wear light-filtering goggles that allow him to operate in strong daylight that would otherwise blind him.Prehensile Tongue
- The Toad has the ability to extend his tongue up to 30 feet in length and use it as a whip to ensnare objects and people. His tongue is superhumanly strong, capable of lifting and crushing a grown man to death.Acidic Saliva
- The Toad's saliva can be highly acidic and can adheres to most surfaces and quickly dissolve most materials with ease. This ability is usually paired up with his superhuman respiratory system to allow him to spit this acid a distance roughly of 50 feet.Paralytic Resin
- The Toad's pores can secrete an adhesive resin that allows him to stick to any surface and paralyzes the nervous systems of any living organism that comes into contact with it. Unfortunately, the resin has an unpleasant smell which discourages most from lingering in close proximity to him for longer than they have to. Superhuman Respiratory System
- The Toad's lungs can expand and compress large quantities of air that can be expelled with enough force to knock a fully grown human off their feet. This also allows him to hold his breath for up to an hour.Amphibian Control
- The Toad the ability to psionically communicate with and control amphibian life, such as frogs, toads, newts, and salamanders, who he can use as spies.ADVANTAGES: Sharp Memory
- Toad has keen memorization skills. This allows him to operate complicated and even alien technology. However, he /needs/ this instruction as he is not intuitive enough to figure out how to use unfamiliar tech or machines.Multidexterity
- His fingers, toes and tongue are all very dexterous, enough so that he is comfortable doing very precise actions with any of them, such as writing. DISADVANTAGES: Limited Free Thinking
- In relation to his first advantage, Toad doesn't think well on his own. He follows instruction with the best of them, but to really excel he needs to be told how something works or what to do. For example, if you were to set him before a machine and tell him how it works and how to fix it, he could operate and fix this machine. If you gave him a newer version of the machine that is very similar, but there are differences between them, he would not know how to deal with the new aspects of the machine, despite their similarities.Sensitive Skin
- Mort, like his more amphibious cousins, has absorbent skin. Though not as sensitive as actual amphibians, his skin is still absorbante enough that he is easily poisoned in this way. As a result he has poor hygiene, preferring to smell poorly and have people think less of him than risk bathing and get horribly sick from the soap. He is so embarrassed by this weakness that he refuses to tell anyone and just let's them think he's dirty as a result of depression. He is indeed depressed, but that's not why he's unwashed.Sensitive Eyes
- Mortimer has such keen eyesight that bright lights literally blind him. He must wear light filtering goggles to counteract this or he cannot function during the day or in brightly lit rooms.SKILLS: Street Smarts:
Having lived on the streets for years, Morty has learned where the best places to find things to eat or salvage to sell as well as good places to hide. He's learned to find out who's cool and who to avoid when entering new areas as there's always a pecking order to consider.Pickpocket:
It takes skill to slip a wallet or phone out of someone's pocket or purse without them noticing and Toad has had years to practice and refine that very skill. After his secondary mutation, he found himself in even more need for stealth and can now manage to swipe things from most people without even being seen.Computer Literate:
Though he's not great with them yet, he knows how to turn on a computer, use the mouse and keyboard, navigate Windows and the internet as well as send e-mails. He can't do much else with them as of yet.Car Mechanic:
His past on the street resulted in him learning how to repair many common models of cars as well as how to dismantle them. As long as he's familiar with the make and model he could completely dismantle clean and then reassemble it.HISTORY:
Mortimer was born in York and looked rather different than he does now. He was a small and skinny kid, that much remained true, but his skin was fair and his hair was brown and eyes to match. Normal enough looking little boy. His parents abandoned their baby in an orphanage when he was young enough not to remember them at all and so the orphanage was all he knew. He grew up in the orphanage, teased by his peers and outcasted by them. He liked to climb up into high places to get away from everyone, spending time on the roof or up in trees. His favorite place was by a small pond where every season there were new tadpoles. He wasn't allowed to bring them in, but he liked to watch them grow into cute little frogs all the same. His habit of hunching and crouching earned him his nickname and at first he didn't realize that it was an insult. He quite liked toads and frogs after all so being named as such was okay by him! Nicknames were a sign of friendship too, right?
He did eventually realize that all the other children found the amphibians he so liked to be gross and that he'd been named after one for that very opinion. He was heart broken and what effort he'd been making to try and be friends ended more or less there. He turned to his amphibious friends for company after that, which didn't help with the other children, particularly when they caught him talking with them. They insisted that frogs were dumb and couldn't understand him. He knew they couldn't talk like people did, that would be silly, but he understood them. Not in words, but still, he understood.
By the time he was thirteen, he cared little for the people that lived with him at the orphanage and had long since accepted that he would never be adopted. He continued right on talking with his frog friends, watching as they went about their lives, but something changed. He'd always thought he could understand them better than most, but... It was different now. Before he thought he knew how they felt and what they were thinking, but now he was sure he knew. He couldn't explain it, but he knew
that he was right. This was also the time he made the mistake that finally drove him away from the orphanage. He caught a boy catching one of his frogs and squeezing him too hard. He'd told the boy to let the poor thing go, that he was afraid and that it hurt. When the boy insisted that the frog was fine, Mort had insisted that the frog had told him it hurt and was afraid. The boy had stared at him for a moment before throwing the frog to the ground as hard as he could, killing the innocent amphibian. Enraged by the callous murder of the innocent animal he'd attacked the boy and with strength he didn't know he possessed he beat the boy into unconsciousness him before he caught himself, the snap of a bone jarring him back to reality.
Fearful of what would be done to him when they were found, he fled and never looked back. From then on he lived on the streets of York, begging and picking pockets to get by. For a while this was enough, he was still young enough to garner pity it seemed. He managed to scrape a living out in this way, always making just enough to get by and finding little hard to reach hiding places to sleep at night or get out of ill weather. Three years later, that changed too...
Dealing with puberty by himself had been hard enough, but this was nothing short of hellish. His powers had already been starting to show up, but they were so subtle that he hadn't even noticed. It all felt natural and he just assumed that he was just talented, more agile, flexible, stronger and tougher than most. This was different however. He'd been sneaking around a scrap yard in hopes of finding some engine parts he could steal and sell for cash, maybe a couple of stereos. He'd done this here before with no trouble at all, but he had no idea that the owner had caught on and purchased himself a trained guard dog. He noticed the dog, but the dog noticed him only a second later and the chase was on. It tested his speed and agility as a dog is certainly faster than a person, adrenaline slamming his system as he scrambled to keep himself out of mauling range. When he finally reached the fence topped in barbed wire, he leapt right over the thing and kept right on running. More correctly, hopping. He didn't even notice he was doing it till he'd hidden in the little nook he'd found for himself recently and by this point his... Well, his everything ached. This was strange as he usually didn't get tired this quickly, but all the same he hurt all over. His eyes stung and even his skin and teeth hurt. This realization was what tipped him off that something was seriously wrong.
His mutation had been subtle before, enough so that he didn't even think that's what it was, but his secondary mutation was far from subtle. He grit his teeth as the changes took hold of him and sped up till he couldn't stop the screams. He could tough out pain with the best of them, but there was nothing like the feeling of your bones stretching and changing shape. His teeth grew triangular while his tongue felt too big in his mouth. Tears streamed from his eyes and the salt stung his skin which in itself felt like it was on fire. By the time the pain faded he was sobbing, curled up in a tight ball and afraid. The fear wasn't eased when he finally got a look at himself. Webbed hands and feet, green splotchy skin... He looked like a monster and he knew it! His life was ruined!!
Sure enough, life was harder from then on, anyone that saw him shrinking away in fear or trying to attack him for the same reason. He grew infamous quickly enough and soon it was hard to even hide and steal at night. He needed a change... Sneaking aboard a ship carrying massive crates, he hitched a ride to the US, New York to be more specific! Surely he would be able to start a new life here, even if it was in the shadows. The extensive sewer system certainly helped him get around, though life was still hard. Still for the next two years he trecked on with his life, refining his skills as best as he could on his own. He defended his little patch of sewer jealously, using the amphibians he kept as spies, other sewer dwellers dubbing him the Terrible Toad King as a result. He could certainly live with that. That was until he was approached by one of his own kind. He'd heard of other mutants by this point, but he'd had little contact with them outside of competing with some to scrape a living together. This one however, this one wasn't here to try and encroach on his carefully defended territory. This one was offering him a chance at life. A real one. Not one hidden in the lonely, dark, cold places where no one could see.
He didn't want to trust them. He knew
he shouldn't. Still, the offer was too good to turn down and the Toad hesitantly allowed himself to be taken from his ragged excuse of a home and life to a clean manor where he felt more out of place than he ever had. Already he was starting to regret agreeing, but... Put bluntly, he would enjoy the guaranteed three warm meals a day in his belly till he was inevitably chased off when they realize what a mistake it was to invite him here.