Who: Schrodinger and an NPC Joker
Where: some Gotham in the endless stream of
What: Schrodinger saw what the Joker can do to people.  Schrodinger doesn't like amateurs.
Warnings: A LOT.

( Gentlemen, I LOVE var. )

PLAYER NAME: Caitlin PERSONAL LJ: [Bad username: “rockpet”] EMAIL/MESSENGER(S): AIM = caitlinyes / MSN = pinky_da_catx3@hotmail. com
CHARACTER NAME(S): Warrant Officer Schrodinger FANDOM: Hellsing RACE & ETHNICITY: Catboy(?) German AGE & MATURITY: Appears 14 or 15, true age unknown although it’s suspected he is much older than he appears. He acts about his age though occasionally younger, as young boys his age do. CANON SUMMARY: Hellsing is an organization that has for years been in the background of England’s politics and law enforcement. It is their sworn duty to Queen and country to rid the world of the vermin scum known as vampires. Their chief trash man is Alucard, possibly the most powerful vampire of all times. Millennium, a Nazi party made up of vampires, are gearing up to attack London. Responsible for earlier attacks on the Hellsing mansion and the Vatican as well as several other smaller scale vampire attacks, they are emerging from the shadows for the first time. Already they have staged a bold move, capturing a vessel of the Queen’s Royal Navy. It has also been made clear by the mad little Major who runs things that what Millennium seeks is not world domination, but rather a glorious, ghastly, bloody VAR! BACKGROUND HISTORY: A member of the Nazi party known as Millennium, a vampiric group bent on the bold and glorious pursuit of war rather than world conquest. Little is known about Schodinger’s history. How he came to be in Millennium or his true age. By his uniform and estimated physical age, he may have been a member of the Hitler Youth. There’s a chance he was created by the Dok as an envoy, since his indestructible nature is perfect for dealing with the trigger happy types that lurk about Hellsing. The only person he shows attachment and difference to is the Captain. He is named for the German scientist Erwin Schrodinger who made a name for himself in quantum mechanics and came up with the thought experiment known as Schrodinger’s Cat. It states that a cat placed in a box with a tube of radioactive material, the material may decompose thus killing the cat. However since the cat will only remember itself as alive, the cat is still alive. If left in the box with the material, the cat is both alive and dead. TIMELINE PERIOD: Just before the attack on London begins, in book five. PERSONALITY: Schro is a cat in every aspect. He has little to no respect for authority, going with whatever’s the most interesting or in his best interests. He attaches himself to people he finds interesting, however he shows no real attachment to anyone and rather delights in teasing the objects of his interest. He is perpetually cheerful with a smartass and lackadaisical nature. Schrodinger has a bit of cruel streak although he’s not outright violent himself, he is unaffected by violence around him. He is also forgetful. LIFE IN RIVELATA: Schrodinger dose have several canon mates in Rivelata. All the same, being a cat, he’ll probably get along just as well with anyone who feeds him and gives him a proper scratch behind the ears. Also being feline, he’s perfectly capable of taking care of himself without a proper dwelling, but is in no way above sponging off the kindness of others. This will be especially true in Rivelata due to his loss of powers and his resulting panic. He is more likely to appear in journal entries to tease those who interest him. His own entries will probably be sparse and more a result of forgetting about the journal and leaving it open somewhere. NATURAL POWERS: Heightened sense of hearing, thanks to the kitty ears, and a rather nasty bite. SUPERNATURAL & MAGICAL POWERS: Schrodinger is everywhere and nowhere. Disappear, reappear and travel great distances in the blink of an eye. He’s been known to get his head blown off, only to show up perfectly fine in the next place.
SAMPLES THIRD PERSON: “ACH!” The loud and rather undignified yell was accompanied by the sound of a body hitting the snow covered beaches. The brief moment of peace that followed was shattered by something that sounded like a large, bound book hitting the head of a cat-eared young boy, followed by some rather earsplitting German that was better left un-translated for the benefit of the onlookers.. The pretty scenery was further spoiled by the following temper tantrum of a VERY displeased Schrodinger. He stomped around in the snow a bit, hissing and snarling and using words that would generally get him a good box on the ears from the Captain while rubbing the large bmp on the back of his head. Horrible scum with their rough hands, who did they think they vere tossing him like a sack of potatoes?! Still nursing his wounded pride and vowing to take revenge on the scum, Schrodinger turned to head back to the Major’s zeppelin. He would have to remember to ask the Dok about this later. It wasn’t normal for to randomly appear on mysterious ships one knew nothing about, even for Schrodinger. “Vat?” Schrodinger blinked. He was still standing on the snowy beach. He tried again, this time taking a step. Still, he was on a snowy beach. “VAT?!” The large book lay open on the snowy beach, slowly filling up with words. FIRST PERSON: [recorded, a thick German accent] VAT IS THIS?! Vhy am I still on this stinking cold beach?! AHHHHHHCH!!! DOK! Is it because I forgot mine handbook?! [several loud thumps and a sudden boot print appears on the journal page] Eh? Vat now?