(As much as I hate "Under construction" signs, this is "under construction, trust me, it will be updated VERY soon, (I really hate under construction signs))

 

 
The Cast

 

- - Mike
(The Aussie Battler)
Mike's an orphan and life hasn't been easy to him.
He's also a smart guy(but then there's a lot of smart guys out there), and believes strongly in truth & justice (which don't really exist in the real world) So he's a little tightly wound, and often a little stressed.
But then, he also has super-powers, so when he snaps, he usually gets even.

 

- Matt

(The Larrikin)

- - Plucky

Plucky began life as a Lab-Chicken.

This has predictably left him a little neurotic and a bit dim-witted. He's prone to pessimism and worries a lot. (he's also deathly afraid of Dr Egghead, whom he suspects of wishing to experiment on him)

But he also has a gentle naivety that can be frequently charming, and most of the cast look out for him (especially when Dr Egghead's around)

           
Dr Egg head -
Ninja -

 

Cat/Koala - -

A poor abused Lab-Cat who escaped only to be turned into a koala by Dr Egghead.

his demeanour is pretty much what you'd expect of a koala. Sure he may look cute and cuddly, but underneath he is surly, prone to vicious outbursts, lazy and just generally nasty (though he does have a soft spot for plucky)

           
 
About Heck
 
The Author
HECK,(hek),n.;
Land of Evil Geniuses and Ninjas, where chickens roam free.
Boundaries are smudged making anything is possible.

It's the kind of place you would be sent if you -
• Took the last cookie from the plate,
• Put the empty Milk Carton back in the fridge,
• had a lot of overdue Library books,
• Were guilty of Aiding & Abetting Ninjas,

Sure, it's a strange place.
There may be no Brimstone, no pitchforks, and few boundaries.
But the only jobs available are in customer service or hospitality.

It's like being stuck in an elevator. For a really long time. With utter strangers.

It's where you're surrounded by Zombies, But drooling Zombies, who would have a hard time beating a chicken in an arm-wrestling tournament, or even just Zombies who have a strange likeness to your co-workers.

It’s inhabitant’s are ruled by their Freudian “Id” (And thus it is a place where Evil Geniuses go and the chickens roam free.)

But above all it's a hilarious setting for whatever fun stuff our hapless Authors creates.