Head of the IPRD. He's better at chemistry than I can ever dream of becoming and annoyingly enough he kicks my arse in football as well. Captain's helmet goes to Steve.

Safety.

My internal examiner so I can't write anything bad about this guy.

Known for his safety demonstrations.

Ben is proud over his past as a hippie, still wears his hair in a pony tail and sandals 10 months a year. Smokes pipe and/or blunts. King of lasers. A guy of this caliber, I had to give him a place as a blitzer on the team.

Dr. Nelson has never even lifted a dumbbell over ankle height in his entire life until now... Well, you don't need to be fit to be fodder!

Someone tricked him the ball was made out of phosphorus to get him to play (it's warpstone).

Despite being nearly 90 years old, Ron still has what it takes to be an ace blitzer!

Head of the department, but lacks the stamina to be the first quarter-back on the team.

The legendary Srid talks, and adds solid magnesium to Grignards faster than anyone else.

We all love Francis, the old geezer that talks to himself all the time!