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Character Appearance

Dark hair, corpse-pale skin, and a particularly unnerving stare. Victor bears dark circles under his eyes, and his hands, long-fingered and thin, are constantly moving. He wears perfume always, which barely covers up the scent of decay and formaldehyde that clings to his clothing and skin. When he speaks, it is with a French accent that tends to get stronger under duress.

Character Personality

A certain degree of arrogance tempered by the restraint common to Victorian ideals. Victor is prickly and difficult by nature, but covers the unpleasant aspects of his personality up with a keen curiosity about all that he encounters, and the composed demeanor of someone who's spent years practicing it.

Character Likes

Victor adores learning and discovering new things about the world and its inhabitants. The process of science is his first and greatest love. He is also much given to the natural world, and devoted to anything which he finds beautiful- commonly natural features, but the mysteries of the human frame in all its gore are things which Victor finds equally as beautiful as the night sky.

Character Dislikes

He is claustrophobic, and hates crowds and confined spaces. He is very particular about his own appearance, particularly clothing, and becomes rather panicked when attempts are made to alter it. The main thing he dislikes above all others is the feeling of not understanding something that is going on.

Character History/Story

Victor grew up in Geneva with a fascination for all things to do with 'natural philosophy'. These topics include things such as astrology, alchemy, and the occult. After some time in the university of Ingolstadt, Victor changed his focus away from the supernatural, towards the world of chemistry, electricity, and mortuaries. Hoping to break the very boundaries of life and death, he attempted to reanimate a living human. This went about as well as you would expect. The creature was monstrous and terrifying, and Victor ran from the lab and hid the second it woke up. It escaped into the world, and Victor spent a good deal of time trying to pretend it had never existed. But it did exist, and it did not take well to being abandoned. The world offered it nothing but cruelty, and it resolved to bring the same. It killed two members of Victor's family, then returned to him, asking for a bride to ease its loneliness. After much deliberation, Victor refused. In revenge, the creature killed more of his family: his closest friend and his fiancee among them. Victor is quite melancholy. Despite this, he is deeply willing to offer any kindness to another person. He is passionately interested in knowledge of all forms, whether it is scientific or supernatural. He carries a particular interest in anything that will extend or protect human life, but has been trying to make himself ignore this interest. Despite his experiences with the creature, he believes almost naively in the good of almost every human he comes across. He has experienced little cruelty at the hands of other people, and finds it difficult to believe that they could honestly intend ill will towards him. The only enemy he has experienced is one that he himself created. Victor experiences strong feelings of revulsion towards anything that reminds him of the Creature, these being anything monstrous, anything ugly, and even the color yellow. Despite these feelings, he is aware of what caused the Creature's hatred of men, and spends much of his time trying desperately to make himself choke down this hatred, and empathize and help beings that remind him of the Creature. He is not uncomfortable with relationships with other people, and is rather affectionate towards close friends of his (in the fashion of the time, his friendships with other men tend to be quite flowery and, to our minds, easily misinterpreted). As for sex and romance, he maintains a detached, vague curiosity towards the former, and an odd mix of emotions towards the latter that tends towards dislike. Victor isn't entirely amoral. He believes very strongly against anything that would harm another being. However, he will make an exception for revenge, which he considers a perfectly reasonable justification.

Character Inventory

Victor usually carries a small roll of medical supplies- vein clamps, sutures and needles, forceps, disinfectant, bandages, and morphine, the latter of which is occasionally used for non-medical purposes. He wears gloves almost constantly, and usually brings with him a tin of perfume and a small, front-loading pistol.

Writer's Writing Style (OOC)

Paragraph, Multi-Para

Writer's Favored Genres (OOC)

Violence, Realistic, Gore, Adventure

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  • (Well throw me in a skirt and call me Betty; I haven't seen you in two fucken' years, mate.  Since I had Everest, lmfaooo.)

  • Realm jumping was complicated, irksome, but necessary for the so called Mistress of All Evil. She was looking for something, something that would change her life forever. The black box she sought out supposedly contained prophesies and notes from the future. The villainess was capable of many things but seeing the future was not one of them. She could conjure various spells and show a person what she claimed was their future. In reality, she was only showing an individual what she wanted them to see. Thus far this highly desired black box was proving difficult to find. Maleficent had traveled to countless realms, all of which were empty. Perhaps this one would be different?

    A verdant circular portal appeared just outside Victor's office one night and the horned sorceress stepped out, not hesitating to let it close behind her. She was without her raven for the time being. She looked around for a moment assessing her surroundings and quickly forming an opinion. The realm was repulsive. Why was everything When she looked to her left Maleficent noticed a building with a name listed on the front door.

    Doctor Victor Frankenstein

    Why did that sound so familiar? It took her a moment but she soon realized this was someone she had met before in another realm. What was it called again?
    Without warning she approached the door and raised her fist to the door knocking three times.

  • (Thank you for accepting my friendship, would you like to write some time?.)

  • The redhead freezes upon hearing the name. Azazel. It isn't the first time someone referrs to him as such. He'd previously been mistaken for someone else's lover and Jeremiah had freaked out, not knowing what else to do but deny the alleginations. I probably have one of those faces. He'd said as he did just right now, trying to sound convicing. What else could he have done? Lying by claiming to have amnesia didn't sound any better than admitting succumbing to demonic possession. The latter - Jeremiah knew from personal experience - would only make him look like a lunatic. 

    ''That's not my name. I am not Him.'' He adds, his tone growing sharper. The longer this stranger is holding onto him, addressing him like that the more agitated Jeremiah is becoming. ''Now, would you mind taking your hands off of me, please?''

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    Jeremiah is grateful for his work shift ending early, as the weather has been particularly unforgiving today. His pale skin burns easily and he's sweating like a pig underneath all those layers of clothing. As he walks down the street and towards the food truck parked nearby, he tugs at his tie with one hand, loosening the knot. 

    The waiting line is longer than he would like, but he knows from personal experience that is absolutely worth the patience; not only is the food sold at a reasonable price, but also their veggie burritos happen to be one of the most delicious meals he's ever had in his life. 

    A few minutes later, he's on his way home, meal neatly tucked away in a paperbag, drink in his other hand. He hums quietly, sipping at his smoothie, when there's a hand on his shoulder, a second away short of making him jump out of his skin. He thinks he's about to get mugged in broad daylight, when the other man is already speaking to him like he knows him. 

    ''Pardon me, sir, but you've got the wrong person.'' His tone is firm, but not unkind. ''I must have one of those faces, yes? The kind that appears familiar.'' He lifts one shoulder up, in an attempt to shrug one of the other man's hands off at least.

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