Mr. Squishy that I drew for a G.U.R.P.S. Supers campaign that I'll be playing soon. This Squishy is not a strictly canon version—well... he is if you understand my macro-story for Squish.
As for a Character Description—I started writing and what came out was a transcript of answers, given in an interview type situation, as follows.
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My name? Well... I don't know my real name. Most folks just call me Mr. Squishy. Squish for short.
Don't ask, I know the question—it's always the same—I don't know where I came from, I don't even know
what I am.
I have some memories that feel like they're from another era, always just out of reach—like a dream that's fading away.
Look, I don't know why you want to interview me, I'm no hero—I only hang around these guys because they don't treat me like the freak of nature that I am.
I like Candlelight Dinners and Long Walks on the Beach—no not really.
I like to see what I'm eating, and if you think
you have sand everywhere after visiting the beach...
Well look at me, no one even knows what I'm made of—I've been probed and prodded and studied a LOT—I've exhibited properties of non-Newtonian fluids, complex fluids, Herschel-Bulkley fluids, and Bingham plastics just to name a few, but they still don't have any Idea what I am.
Did you know I'm this same stuff all throughout my body? Yeah, no internal organs—no heart, no liver, not even a brain! How do I even function! Even these clothes appear to be part of me, or at least made of the same stuff I am. I mean, I'm fully functional underneath, they do come off, it's not like I'm sitting here in the buff.
I swear though, it's enough to give one a complex.
Uhh—I'm pretty good with electronics, though I prefer things that are more mechanical.
I like swing music and Zoot suits—maybe I lived in the 20's who knows, I certainly don't.
No, no, no, no, no,
NO—I will NOT talk about the toaster incident—this interview is over.
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