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"It can do many things, and has weaknesses that I even know nothing of." Quint spoke sagely, running through the list of skills the creature had.

"For starters, every fluid that runs through the beast's form is a highly corrosive acid, able to burn through the strongest of metals. The three heads he owns for tails are able to think for themselves, and they even have legs that they use to move around on the ground to bite prey. His tongue bears an alchemic symbol on it, similar to this one.."

Quint walked to the far wall, grabbing a single sheet of paper with one of his symbols on it. The name for this one was 'Destruction'. A fitting name, as the symbol destroyed whatever was inside of it into it's core elements.

"It eats anything, and everything. From rocks on the ground to buses, if it can bite down on it, it will eat it, using the broken down nutrients to fuel itself. Extremely powerful, it can break concrete and steel without really trying, using it's weight in most cases to break through barricades and doors. Also agile, it can out run freeway cars for up to 300 yards."

Quint placed the piece of paper back onto the wall. "And that's just for starters. As I've shown in the video, his skin is unusually resistant to...well..everything. Blunt, sharp, piercing, explosive, biological and even nuclear weapons don't work well against it. Weirdest thing though.."

He paused again, confused, "Is that it seems to like things trying to hurt it. A strange trait, but nothing I can take advantage of, unless I found something that could hurt it."

Quint then walked to his desk, grabbing a folder. "I think this is the only thing that could work against it.." Opening the folder, a large blueprint was unfolded, and written on it was the most complicated symbol Quint had ever done.

"I call it a 'Homoculus Seal', because it seals Homoculi. ((Plural: Homoculus =..? sweatdrop )) I believe it would work, but I would need enough time to actually get the seal on the ground, then get 'it' onto the seal." Quint sighed, frustrated that he couldn't do it alone.

"I really should give..'it' a name. 'It' should have one." Quint thought outloud, going over the thing's behaviors again.

"The insatiable appetite, the lust for pain..." He was silent for a few moments...

"Gluttony."

Having explained all, Quint shrugged his shoulders, "That's what it does. That's what it is. That's what I have to kill...before it kills me."

Aonice sighed, and stood up, Crossing her arms. "Ever tried poking it in the eye.. or something? Maybe give it a healing potion, or figure out a way to allow it's acid to eat it from the inside out. Cause if it can store acid on the inside, it's probably more resiliant than gat'z thinks.." She said firmly, but then opened her eyes and looked over towards quint.. "In all honesty, I can't help"

"Not exactly. What an acid will eat through mosty depends on that chemical composition of the object it touches. For example, the acid in you tummy--" Gatz said, reaching out and furiously tickling Aonice's exposed belly, "--would eat through the stomache wall, if not for the resisant lining of mucus that continually replenishes itself."

"Considering that this thing creates acid in greater amounts and of a stronger pH level than anything else on the planet, it's probably safe to assume that it's immune to it's own secrections. But since it's so acidic, a high concentraion of base chemical would probably be devastating against it... have you tried that, Quint? It's not really possible for a thing adapted to acid to be adapted to base at the same time, which is why most life evolved to live in a neutral pH environment."

Gatz looked thoughtful for a moment.

"... Though I suppose it might be some sort of biological ceramic construct. Hmm... that would explain a few things..."

Gatz saw the confused look on Aonice's face.

"... As the saying goes, 'Acid, base, blow up in my face.' You never did that fun little experiment with the vinger and baking soda as a kid..? It's the same deal, only on a higher level. Considering the power of the acid, and thus the base we'll need, we'd all better duck when we douse this thing with lye... or something stronger. As for the last part, ceramics and glass tend to be very resisant to chemical corrosion. This is why they're used in lab work--not to mention gardening and cooking--so much as opposed to metal, which tends to be venerable to chemical breakdown." He turned to Quint.

"Even if a base doesn't harm the actual cell structure much--'kill it outright'--with gases and water running through it's body instead of blood and whatever, I doubt Fluffy will be able to put up much of a fight. Surprising how handy basic chemistry can be, isn't it..?"

"Brainstorm..? Sure! I like things who's sole purpose is to blow up. heart "

"I've got dibs on being the decoy!" he said cheerfully.

"Yeah, that would kind of suck. Besides, I was more or less thinking we could hose the thing down, but since most body fluids are internal, the damage that way might me minimal. And it's skin it supposed to be strong, so injecting the stuff directly is probably off the table too," he thought out loud.

"So, to quote the TMNT the Movie II... 'I'm afraid ingestion is the only course.' In short, we have to get it to eat the stuff."

"Though suppose we could try and make it into a suppository--but between the huge monkey a** and the three heads full of teeth on its rear, I'd really rather go with trying to have it swallow the chemicals. Fortunately, Quint says that Fluffy will eat anything and everything..."

"... Well, we could use one of your clones as our 'box of donuts'--the bait--since it wouldn't mean sacrificing an actual person or having to biuld something..." he suggested hesitently.

" And if my clone melts before it can make it? "