Meet Master Mold
What was once a low-key, underground mole is now a radioactive, toxic chemist known as Master Mold.
When an unlikely mix of leftover toxic waste and garbage filled the home of a small, unsuspecting mole, things went terribly wrong. The mole transformed into a highly radioactive super villain. Master Mold creates experimental mold spores that spread and multiply on buildings and household items—everything they touch!
Master Mold still lives in his underground burrow. He built his lab here and holds his most special creations for just the right moment. Among his special creations are Dr. Dirt’s germ-spreading duo, Icky & Sticky.
The Adventures of ShowerMan:
Master Mold Origins
It’s another dreary day in Skylar City. Citizens there are still under the mind control of sly Dr. Dirt. Hypnotized by his rays, they are forced to spoil the planet. Garbage is not put in cans, so it starts to fill up the streets and sidewalks. Coughs and sneezes are not covered, so germs spread more quickly to others. As Skylar citizens become more sluggish and unhealthy, the planet and animals are more affected.
One lonely animal was the most affected by all the garbage and waste. A little mole, separated from his family years ago, was content within his own burrow. No one
bothered him and he didn't bother anyone else – until the day his clean home was invaded by sludge and garbage.
Looking for food, the mole fell into the mess of waste. It started a chemical reaction within him. As he grew and grew, he became stronger, smarter, and more powerful. Now, his glowing green eyes can light any dark cave or underground burrow. He can only breathe the toxic green waste that was supposed to be the end of him.
In his underground lab, he uses this radioactive waste to create experiments to release on the city above. Master Mold tries to perfect them to create maximum destruction. Nothing leaves the burrow, unless an experiment gone wrong must be cast out.
Master Mold: I’ve got to get right to work. My mission now is to teach people here how great living in filth is. They won’t be able to throw anything away!
Master Mold feverishly creates his perfect chemistry lab to put his newly clever mind to good use.
A dab of toxic waste here, a little drop of dust and dirt there. Add some germy ooze from the walls of the burrows, then shake. Heat shoots from his glowing eyes. Finally, his first mold creation is complete and has come to life.
Master Mold chuckles as he watches it take shape. Germs are stacked, one on top of the other. Two pairs of eyes look back at their creator, their father.
Icky: Hi, are you our dad?
Sticky: You have to be, right?
Master Mold: No, no, no.... This is all wrong....I must start over again.
Master Mold returns to his table full of chemical waste and garbage. He gets back to perfecting his mold that will rule the city.
Master Mold: Maybe I put too much germy ooze.... I won’t make that mistake twice....More toxic waste it is, then.
Icky: Dad, can we help with anything?
Sticky: Yeah, we are a really good team.. We stick together, get it? (He grins.)
Master Mold: No, thank you! I work alone. Now go, I have a lot of work to do and not much time.
Icky: Hey, Sticky, let’s prove to our dad that we can be useful. Then he’ll let us on his team. What do ya say?
Sticky: Great idea! He’ll have to include us, once he sees what we can do.
Icky and Sticky slide through the caves, leaving a trail of germs. They gather up loads of dust, dirt, and garbage to bring back. They were sure this would impress the Master.
Master Mold is working on his creations when Icky and Sticky hurry in. One slight problem--they keep losing their balance and they can’t slow down. Or is that two problems?
Icky and Sticky: Look out, Master! We have a few things for you.
Master Mold looks up and sees his germ experiments gone wrong. He waves his arms.
Master Mold: No, NO... Stop! Get back. You’re going to break....
Dust, dirt, garbage, and vials of toxic waste collide. They shoot up... and a head-spinning pair of germs and one angry Master Mold lie on the floor.
Master Mold: You imbeciles, I told you I work alone! Look at what you’ve done. Ugh.. ..Now I have to clean up and get back to my REAL experiments... Get out of here, you two bumbling buffoons. And stay out!
Icky and Sticky: Sorry, Master...Dad....We were
just trying to help.
Icky and Sticky left Master Mold’s cave for the surface, never to return. With their sad faces and gloomy mood changing their color, they couldn’t help but feel lost and lonely, with no place to fit in.