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Villain Profile: Dr. Kill Life
Name: Paul Kirchner aka Pavel Kirillovsky aka Paul Kilwolski aka Mal'akh' Hamavet
Supervillain name: Dr. Kill Life (not his personal choice, just a label he’s gotten over the years that’s stuck)
DOB: 08/06/1885
POB: Mannheim, Germany
Age: 131
Gender: Male
Species: Hermann’s Tortoise
Nationality: German
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 140lbs
Eye color: Yellow
Hair Color: None
Physical Appearance: Extremely old Hermann’s Tortoise, hunched back and twisted left leg. Walks with the assistance of his cane. Black and yellow mottled shell. Appears very frail and his voice is almost always a heavy wheeze.
Outfits: Lab coat, business casual clothes, generally blue shirt and red tie, brown loafer shoes and thick glasses.
Nazi SS Uniform
Occupation: Bioengineer for Godwyn Security and Technology, Mad Scientist is also a fitting title. Has extensive expertise as a geneticist, neurosurgeon, and cryogenicist.
Formerly Oberführer in the SS-Medical Corps
Areas of Operation: Formerly Groom Lake Nevada, Now MIA
Weapons/items:
Silver eagle cane
Luger P08
Alien micro lab hidden in a pen
Personal Transport:
Modified Mercedes-Benz G 63 AMG 6X6 (driver’s seat on lift, when door is opened the seat slides out and to the ground, allowing Dr. Kilwolski to sit, and then be lifted up to the cabin. )
Powers/abilities:
-Able to build and create nanite viruses such as Project Problem Solver
-Able to utilize alien technology and biomechanical procedures to create new life forms from base dna samples, mixing and matching aspects of creatures to suit his whims. Or take two or more existing lifeforms and merge them into a gestalt being. Including kaiju sized monsters. He often tries to mimic creatures of legend, or just ‘spins the wheel’ to see what happens
-Self experimentation has halted his ageing and given him control of his body’s genetic stability and makeup, his favorite use of this ability is to turn himself into a tyrannosaur/tortoise hybrid monster.
-Immune to all poisons, venoms and toxins
-Master surgeon, able to bring someone clinically dead back to life provided the body is in good condition.
-Using alien hypnotic therapy machines he can manipulate the memories of his experiments and even program in skills into a victim they didn’t previously have
Strengths:
-Thoroughly brilliant scientist, in everything mechanical or organic. Has built working cryogenic facilities, wrote books on brain functions, built some of the first working nano machines, etc.
-Control of his own body’s makeup allows for a brutal variety of ways to deal with attackers.
-The more unstable his genes are, the more hybrid parts he can put on his frame, i.e. his tyranno-tortoise form could gain wings, or long tiger claws, acid spit, spiked tail, tentacles, gills, etc.
-He can set up his lab anywhere he has space to do so, keeping it in it’s microform also means it’s easy to hide from prying eyes.
-Accomplished Violin player
Weaknesses:
-Not very patient, if an experiment is failing he is liable to destroy it rather then work around it’s flaws. Or simply forget about it.
-The more unstable his genes are the more susceptible his body is to reverting back to his old regular body when severely damaged and leaving him nearly paralyzed until he can recover.
-Once his lab expands out to full size, if not properly hidden it could be easily found, and it needs solar power to function.
-He can’t control his more ‘higher functioning’ creations, and they may turn on him if given the chance or convinced their memories aren’t real.
-The skills his creations have are often academic or very specific. As such one might know ‘how’ to build a machine, but they can’t tell someone how they did it.
-Separated from the alien lab and its resources, he’d be extremely limited in what he could make.
Bio:
Paul Kirchner is a tortoise and an orphan. As such, he was never considered a ‘sporty’ or ‘athletic’ type. Nor was he popular with anyone. When he was nine he watched as a teacher in his school choked to death during her lunch, and since the teacher was quite cruel to him, he enjoyed every second of her passing. As he grew into a teen he was deemed unfit for military duty due to asthma, yet having shown great aptitude for science, especially in the growing fields of biomedical engineering and chemistry he poured his young life into mastering the two sciences. He studied alongside Wilhelm Steinkopf at the Heidelberg University, and volunteered to do medical studies at the Shark Island Concentration camp on the native Herero people that were at the time rebelling against his beloved Germany. It could be said that this is where he developed his cruelty and his sanity started to slip. He started to enjoy every opportunity to dissect, study, and experiment on living victims, study every disease, and found a fascination with how people die. Forcing natives to clean and prepare bodies to be shipped back to his homeland brought a smile to his face.
During WW1 he returned home and helped develop new ways to deliver mustard gas and other chemical weapons to his country’s enemies, viewing himself as a true patriot even as he experimented on captured prisoners in secret, always trying to make something even worse than the famed mustard gas. His ultimate goal being something that could liquify a victim and leave their gear, weapons and clothing completely safe to be captured by the Germans.
When WW1 was over he faded into studies that most would consider ‘ethical’ broadening his horizons, always working to study the art of how living beings die while becoming a skilled surgeon. Sometimes he would assist others under the guise of life saving surgical procedures or medicines, just to learn new things. Other times he volunteered to study terminal patients just to watch how they expired under a cancer or disease. The way he curiously hovered over dying patients got his hated nickname Mal'akh' Hamavet.
Before WW2, Dr. Kirchner joined the Nazi Party, and later the Schutzstaffel’s Medical Corps. He loved the familiar sights, sounds and smells of concentration camps, and as ethical shackles were removed he returned more ‘active’ experimentation taking an interest in cryogenics and what liquid nitrogen could do to a living victim. Had Germany not lost World War Two, perhaps all that would've become of Dr. Kirchner would have been a very multi-talented tortoise with multiple doctorates and rumored ethics violations.
Instead he found his talents in the hands of the United States, forced to work for them in order to keep his neck out of the Nuremberg Noose. Bored ultimately and shackled to just the ‘ethical’ uses of cryogenics and medical equipment r&d, he worried the rest of his life would be wasted in repetition in a lab in Groom Lake, Nevada. That is until June 14th, 1947. Dragged out into the night Dr. Kirchner now going by the name Dr. Kilwolski to hide his past, came across an alien vessel crashed in the desert, and bodies of aliens, 2 dying from their injuries, 2 already dead. He could not have been made a happier reptile that day. As he lead the dissection of the dead ones, and marked the slow and painful descent into death the survivors went through as military officers interrogated them.
With captured alien technology Dr. Kilwolski was at the forefront of new and exciting times. As pieces of the ship were either repaired or reverse engineered he poured his reinvigorated life into working to learn everything he could about the alien lifeforms. He had teams of scientists and students working for him, and near infinite resources with little direct oversight all used to unlock those secrets still held by alien minds. One of these secrets was the alien’s laboratory, largely undamaged in the crash, stored in a pen like device. Shrunken down when not in use and expanded out when the correct button was pushed.
Inside this alien lab was wonders such as genetic storage machines containing the entire genetic makeup of every living species from prehistory to the date of the crash from Earth and even other far away unidentifiable worlds. Nanomachines, strange microscopic robots that functioned like living cells could do things that he could only dream about including forming tools as he just thought about them. They also had extensive surgical advancements, that fascinated him. And most importantly the keys to create new life...a machine that could build lifeforms from any number of species. His first creations to come out of the lab became the stuff of horror movie nightmares, formless masses of teeth and tentacles that tore assistants apart one day, useless flailing underdeveloped lumps of living flesh the next. He was given an ultimatum. ‘Produce stable life forms that could follow orders...or abandon this line of study.’
In front some of the USA’s top generals and scientists on July 9th 1957 he revealed what he believed was his answer to the ultimatum, and an answer to the growing ‘Soviet Problem’ Inside several ice filled tubes was hybrid women frozen in cryogenic stasis, all with names of mythical monsters, Manticore, Wyvern, Gorgon, Blink Dog, etc. He had made them without the need for a mother or a father, or using an artificial womb and rapid maturing processes. Each had been born with specialized skills already inside their mind with no need to be trained on how to fire a gun, suture a wound or even fly the alien ship all coded within their very dna.
However as one was being awoken it snapped it’s arm out and tried to strangle a nearby Air Force general. The result was as predictable as it was disappointing for Dr. Kilwolski. He shook with fury as he got the order to destroy his first ever stable creations and refocus on bio-technologies that would be deemed useful, such as the using the nanites to enhance living beings.
Rather than do that however, he hid them in a pocket space, in a device much like the lab was stored in. And while he worked with close supervision for a time, he also began to experiment on his own body, and created the groundworks that others would use to make enhanced soldiers of their own. Some of these ‘experiments’ done by other scientists even became heroes and villains without even knowing the doctor has at least an indirect hand in their creation.
Still Dr. Kilwolski had found himself at a wall. Without being allowed to push moral and ethical boundaries he had pried every secret he could understand out of the alien technology, that was until he met a young up and coming honey badger in the CIA. Heading up the agency's R&D department the honey badger got to hold the ‘leash’ of the ‘crotchety old mad scientist’. Unlike his contemporaries though Franklin Godwynn let go of all restraint on the tortoise. The honey badger was an already ambitious and ruthless man by the time Dr. Kilwolski met him. While he made it so the ethical experiments saw the light of day, in the shadows, Godwynn pushed for bio weapons, and was fascinated by the abominations and creations Kilwolski had made in the past. Godwynn wanted more even as he became director of the CIA, and Dr. Kilwolski delivered time and time again to help Godwynn ‘Solve a problem’.
Then all of this went to hell in a handbasket because of two undercover B.E.V. (a watchdog group under the United Nations.) agents Hunter and Nikolai Tarasov. Though Franklin Godwynn wriggled out of all charges, Dr. Kilwolski had been cornered by the agents and forced to unleash his newest batches of lifeforms in hopes of killing them. The mindless the beasts tore through the Groom Lake facilities killing many innocent scientists forcing the agents to put the lobotomised, cyborg and hybrid beasts down. Hunter fought his way onto the ship to corner the doctor. Desperate the doctor did what no one was expecting. He launched the now rebuilt and fully restored alien ship. Leaving the other agent’s younger brother Nikolai to watch helplessly.
Alone with Hunter Tarasov he revealed his trump card, years of self experimentation emerged and the agent watched as the tortoise became a fanged and clawed monster. Dr. Kilwolski nearly killed the Beech Martin in those close quarters, and while severally wounded the agent did the only thing he could think of during the fight, he ran into the alien ship’s engine room and with a few charges he blew it to hell hoping to take the doctor and his knowledge with him. When the ship crashed into the Pacific Ocean it was assumed the doctor and Hunter Tarasov had died.
But monsters don’t really die...and Russia is rumored to have a brilliant scientist named Dr. Kirillovsky in its employ.
At the bottom of the Pacific Ocean though, the ship’s computer’s reactivated to full functionality by the doctor, and it’s emergency programs began to revive his hidden army….
Personality:
Cold hearted, he cares only about results and making his plans work.
Still holds a lot of Nazi ideals close to his chest, especially the concept of the ‘perfect furson’ and ‘master race’ Though unlike his contemporaries he believes this being has to be ‘created’ not born.
Absolutely despises children and anyone he sees as ‘wasting their youth’
He looks at other ‘mad scientists’ as proteges, as many a would be villain has used his ‘controversial’ notes on one subject or another.
He will work for anyone and do anything asked. No matter how unethical if he is paid and there is no oversight on his projects, i.e. He will work on HIS goals alongside YOURS, but never will he put aside personal projects.
While not religious he doesn’t believe that God has any benevolence, instead believing that only a malevolent god could create everything in the world around him.
Supervillain name: Dr. Kill Life (not his personal choice, just a label he’s gotten over the years that’s stuck)
DOB: 08/06/1885
POB: Mannheim, Germany
Age: 131
Gender: Male
Species: Hermann’s Tortoise
Nationality: German
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 140lbs
Eye color: Yellow
Hair Color: None
Physical Appearance: Extremely old Hermann’s Tortoise, hunched back and twisted left leg. Walks with the assistance of his cane. Black and yellow mottled shell. Appears very frail and his voice is almost always a heavy wheeze.
Outfits: Lab coat, business casual clothes, generally blue shirt and red tie, brown loafer shoes and thick glasses.
Nazi SS Uniform
Occupation: Bioengineer for Godwyn Security and Technology, Mad Scientist is also a fitting title. Has extensive expertise as a geneticist, neurosurgeon, and cryogenicist.
Formerly Oberführer in the SS-Medical Corps
Areas of Operation: Formerly Groom Lake Nevada, Now MIA
Weapons/items:
Silver eagle cane
Luger P08
Alien micro lab hidden in a pen
Personal Transport:
Modified Mercedes-Benz G 63 AMG 6X6 (driver’s seat on lift, when door is opened the seat slides out and to the ground, allowing Dr. Kilwolski to sit, and then be lifted up to the cabin. )
Powers/abilities:
-Able to build and create nanite viruses such as Project Problem Solver
-Able to utilize alien technology and biomechanical procedures to create new life forms from base dna samples, mixing and matching aspects of creatures to suit his whims. Or take two or more existing lifeforms and merge them into a gestalt being. Including kaiju sized monsters. He often tries to mimic creatures of legend, or just ‘spins the wheel’ to see what happens
-Self experimentation has halted his ageing and given him control of his body’s genetic stability and makeup, his favorite use of this ability is to turn himself into a tyrannosaur/tortoise hybrid monster.
-Immune to all poisons, venoms and toxins
-Master surgeon, able to bring someone clinically dead back to life provided the body is in good condition.
-Using alien hypnotic therapy machines he can manipulate the memories of his experiments and even program in skills into a victim they didn’t previously have
Strengths:
-Thoroughly brilliant scientist, in everything mechanical or organic. Has built working cryogenic facilities, wrote books on brain functions, built some of the first working nano machines, etc.
-Control of his own body’s makeup allows for a brutal variety of ways to deal with attackers.
-The more unstable his genes are, the more hybrid parts he can put on his frame, i.e. his tyranno-tortoise form could gain wings, or long tiger claws, acid spit, spiked tail, tentacles, gills, etc.
-He can set up his lab anywhere he has space to do so, keeping it in it’s microform also means it’s easy to hide from prying eyes.
-Accomplished Violin player
Weaknesses:
-Not very patient, if an experiment is failing he is liable to destroy it rather then work around it’s flaws. Or simply forget about it.
-The more unstable his genes are the more susceptible his body is to reverting back to his old regular body when severely damaged and leaving him nearly paralyzed until he can recover.
-Once his lab expands out to full size, if not properly hidden it could be easily found, and it needs solar power to function.
-He can’t control his more ‘higher functioning’ creations, and they may turn on him if given the chance or convinced their memories aren’t real.
-The skills his creations have are often academic or very specific. As such one might know ‘how’ to build a machine, but they can’t tell someone how they did it.
-Separated from the alien lab and its resources, he’d be extremely limited in what he could make.
Bio:
Paul Kirchner is a tortoise and an orphan. As such, he was never considered a ‘sporty’ or ‘athletic’ type. Nor was he popular with anyone. When he was nine he watched as a teacher in his school choked to death during her lunch, and since the teacher was quite cruel to him, he enjoyed every second of her passing. As he grew into a teen he was deemed unfit for military duty due to asthma, yet having shown great aptitude for science, especially in the growing fields of biomedical engineering and chemistry he poured his young life into mastering the two sciences. He studied alongside Wilhelm Steinkopf at the Heidelberg University, and volunteered to do medical studies at the Shark Island Concentration camp on the native Herero people that were at the time rebelling against his beloved Germany. It could be said that this is where he developed his cruelty and his sanity started to slip. He started to enjoy every opportunity to dissect, study, and experiment on living victims, study every disease, and found a fascination with how people die. Forcing natives to clean and prepare bodies to be shipped back to his homeland brought a smile to his face.
During WW1 he returned home and helped develop new ways to deliver mustard gas and other chemical weapons to his country’s enemies, viewing himself as a true patriot even as he experimented on captured prisoners in secret, always trying to make something even worse than the famed mustard gas. His ultimate goal being something that could liquify a victim and leave their gear, weapons and clothing completely safe to be captured by the Germans.
When WW1 was over he faded into studies that most would consider ‘ethical’ broadening his horizons, always working to study the art of how living beings die while becoming a skilled surgeon. Sometimes he would assist others under the guise of life saving surgical procedures or medicines, just to learn new things. Other times he volunteered to study terminal patients just to watch how they expired under a cancer or disease. The way he curiously hovered over dying patients got his hated nickname Mal'akh' Hamavet.
Before WW2, Dr. Kirchner joined the Nazi Party, and later the Schutzstaffel’s Medical Corps. He loved the familiar sights, sounds and smells of concentration camps, and as ethical shackles were removed he returned more ‘active’ experimentation taking an interest in cryogenics and what liquid nitrogen could do to a living victim. Had Germany not lost World War Two, perhaps all that would've become of Dr. Kirchner would have been a very multi-talented tortoise with multiple doctorates and rumored ethics violations.
Instead he found his talents in the hands of the United States, forced to work for them in order to keep his neck out of the Nuremberg Noose. Bored ultimately and shackled to just the ‘ethical’ uses of cryogenics and medical equipment r&d, he worried the rest of his life would be wasted in repetition in a lab in Groom Lake, Nevada. That is until June 14th, 1947. Dragged out into the night Dr. Kirchner now going by the name Dr. Kilwolski to hide his past, came across an alien vessel crashed in the desert, and bodies of aliens, 2 dying from their injuries, 2 already dead. He could not have been made a happier reptile that day. As he lead the dissection of the dead ones, and marked the slow and painful descent into death the survivors went through as military officers interrogated them.
With captured alien technology Dr. Kilwolski was at the forefront of new and exciting times. As pieces of the ship were either repaired or reverse engineered he poured his reinvigorated life into working to learn everything he could about the alien lifeforms. He had teams of scientists and students working for him, and near infinite resources with little direct oversight all used to unlock those secrets still held by alien minds. One of these secrets was the alien’s laboratory, largely undamaged in the crash, stored in a pen like device. Shrunken down when not in use and expanded out when the correct button was pushed.
Inside this alien lab was wonders such as genetic storage machines containing the entire genetic makeup of every living species from prehistory to the date of the crash from Earth and even other far away unidentifiable worlds. Nanomachines, strange microscopic robots that functioned like living cells could do things that he could only dream about including forming tools as he just thought about them. They also had extensive surgical advancements, that fascinated him. And most importantly the keys to create new life...a machine that could build lifeforms from any number of species. His first creations to come out of the lab became the stuff of horror movie nightmares, formless masses of teeth and tentacles that tore assistants apart one day, useless flailing underdeveloped lumps of living flesh the next. He was given an ultimatum. ‘Produce stable life forms that could follow orders...or abandon this line of study.’
In front some of the USA’s top generals and scientists on July 9th 1957 he revealed what he believed was his answer to the ultimatum, and an answer to the growing ‘Soviet Problem’ Inside several ice filled tubes was hybrid women frozen in cryogenic stasis, all with names of mythical monsters, Manticore, Wyvern, Gorgon, Blink Dog, etc. He had made them without the need for a mother or a father, or using an artificial womb and rapid maturing processes. Each had been born with specialized skills already inside their mind with no need to be trained on how to fire a gun, suture a wound or even fly the alien ship all coded within their very dna.
However as one was being awoken it snapped it’s arm out and tried to strangle a nearby Air Force general. The result was as predictable as it was disappointing for Dr. Kilwolski. He shook with fury as he got the order to destroy his first ever stable creations and refocus on bio-technologies that would be deemed useful, such as the using the nanites to enhance living beings.
Rather than do that however, he hid them in a pocket space, in a device much like the lab was stored in. And while he worked with close supervision for a time, he also began to experiment on his own body, and created the groundworks that others would use to make enhanced soldiers of their own. Some of these ‘experiments’ done by other scientists even became heroes and villains without even knowing the doctor has at least an indirect hand in their creation.
Still Dr. Kilwolski had found himself at a wall. Without being allowed to push moral and ethical boundaries he had pried every secret he could understand out of the alien technology, that was until he met a young up and coming honey badger in the CIA. Heading up the agency's R&D department the honey badger got to hold the ‘leash’ of the ‘crotchety old mad scientist’. Unlike his contemporaries though Franklin Godwynn let go of all restraint on the tortoise. The honey badger was an already ambitious and ruthless man by the time Dr. Kilwolski met him. While he made it so the ethical experiments saw the light of day, in the shadows, Godwynn pushed for bio weapons, and was fascinated by the abominations and creations Kilwolski had made in the past. Godwynn wanted more even as he became director of the CIA, and Dr. Kilwolski delivered time and time again to help Godwynn ‘Solve a problem’.
Then all of this went to hell in a handbasket because of two undercover B.E.V. (a watchdog group under the United Nations.) agents Hunter and Nikolai Tarasov. Though Franklin Godwynn wriggled out of all charges, Dr. Kilwolski had been cornered by the agents and forced to unleash his newest batches of lifeforms in hopes of killing them. The mindless the beasts tore through the Groom Lake facilities killing many innocent scientists forcing the agents to put the lobotomised, cyborg and hybrid beasts down. Hunter fought his way onto the ship to corner the doctor. Desperate the doctor did what no one was expecting. He launched the now rebuilt and fully restored alien ship. Leaving the other agent’s younger brother Nikolai to watch helplessly.
Alone with Hunter Tarasov he revealed his trump card, years of self experimentation emerged and the agent watched as the tortoise became a fanged and clawed monster. Dr. Kilwolski nearly killed the Beech Martin in those close quarters, and while severally wounded the agent did the only thing he could think of during the fight, he ran into the alien ship’s engine room and with a few charges he blew it to hell hoping to take the doctor and his knowledge with him. When the ship crashed into the Pacific Ocean it was assumed the doctor and Hunter Tarasov had died.
But monsters don’t really die...and Russia is rumored to have a brilliant scientist named Dr. Kirillovsky in its employ.
At the bottom of the Pacific Ocean though, the ship’s computer’s reactivated to full functionality by the doctor, and it’s emergency programs began to revive his hidden army….
Personality:
Cold hearted, he cares only about results and making his plans work.
Still holds a lot of Nazi ideals close to his chest, especially the concept of the ‘perfect furson’ and ‘master race’ Though unlike his contemporaries he believes this being has to be ‘created’ not born.
Absolutely despises children and anyone he sees as ‘wasting their youth’
He looks at other ‘mad scientists’ as proteges, as many a would be villain has used his ‘controversial’ notes on one subject or another.
He will work for anyone and do anything asked. No matter how unethical if he is paid and there is no oversight on his projects, i.e. He will work on HIS goals alongside YOURS, but never will he put aside personal projects.
While not religious he doesn’t believe that God has any benevolence, instead believing that only a malevolent god could create everything in the world around him.
Category Story / All
Species Turtle / Tortoise
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