Character Age

25


Character Species

Human


Character Gender

Male


Character Relationship Status

Uninterested


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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  • (I'm feeling a lot better, thank you for asking! We can write here so let me know when you're ready.)

  • Out of my character: Thank you for accepting my friend request. A pleasure to meet you. Please let me know when a good time would be to discuss a storyline, and how our characters could meet.

  • "I have been searching for quite a few years. Recently my traveling has become more frequent." Rumors of this box had spread like wildfire among the magical community. At first, Maleficent dismissed the thought. She kept her eyes out for possible clues to the object's location and paid attention to the little information she had managed to hear over the years. This was no longer a joke to her. The villainess could afford to spend decades searching for something this valuable. What did she have to lose? Time would never be a factor.

    A wicked grin returned to her face when Victor asked why she was sharing the information. The answer was simple. Victor posed no threat. She was not concerned about a human finding the box. The multiverse was difficult to navigate through, even for gifted sorcerers. Victor had always been a man of science and she doubted his magical arsenal was worth concern.

    "You are not a threat to me, Victor." As cruel and potentially insulting as her words were, Maleficent was not trying to be rude. She had no reason to lie to him.

  • [I am so sorry for the unexplained hiatus!]

     

  • "I am mildly interested."

    She had noticed Victor's demeanor change ever so slightly. He was holding on to the tea cup for dear life. She doubted crushing something so fragile would bring him any form of relief. Maleficent's personal life was almost always off limits. That being said, she knew small talk had its uses. For one, she could learn more about a person. The more she knew the easier it was to manipulate and torment. Given their history or lack of it, Maleficent had no intention of harming Victor. He was being polite and made it clear he was willing to assist her. Unfortunately, he did not seem to know anything about the box she sought. Maybe this realm was empty as well? How could something so valuable remain hidden for so long? The question had been eating away at her for some time now.

    When Victor inquired about the box Maleficent released a short but clearly audible sigh. "I am not certain the box is here. I know you are a man of science but you are aware that there are different worlds out there correct? There are countless realms and realities. This box is in ONE of them. I am sure some would argue I am wasting my time. For a creature susceptible to aging I would agree. I, however, have the luxury of living forever." She looked at her nails for a moment contemplating how to further explain.

    "This box contains infinite knowledge. One could see the future and even correct the past without the threat of a butterfly effect."

  • [ No worries at all. I was taking a short break anyway. Glad to see you back! ]

    Once again, that stiff and frightened face made an expression that denoted sadness and uncertainty and Edward gave a slow shake of his head in response. But upon deeper thought, he realized that wasn't entirely true.

    There had been a prototype of sorts. Something his maker had made in the vague image of a human being but it operated just as a machine did and was no more human than a clock, or any other kind of steam powered machine from those days. And it was from this prototype that he first concieved the idea to make a man, instead of a machine. But this creation would be different from all the others. It would be able to feel, think and speak. It could love, hate and feel all of the messy, complex emotions that came with the human condition.

    Edward's maker had succeeded in this venture, giving him everything he would need to survive outside the world of his castle. Well, almost everything. Of course, it was rather obvious to Victor exactly what Edward was lacking. His hands, which had never been put in place not because his creator had ever intended for his creation to be violent or capable of causing harm. Rather, Edward's initial design had been based on the blueprint for the prototype machine which sat in the east most corner of the main chamber, gathering dust, but Victor would have been able to see it, even from his place on the stairs, as Edward's gaze briefly shifted towards it. A wordless response to his question.

    But what he may not have been able to see from that distance, was that that original machine had blades for hands as well, just as Edward did now. It was not a design flaw. Simply an inspiration from an earlier concept. But an inspiration that now had deadly and unfortunate consequences, as there was no one left alive now who knew how to remove Edward's lethal blades and replace them with human hands.

    So now it seemed that Edward's fate was to remain like this forever. Until all of his internal, mechanical parts failed and he stopped working entirely. But thankfully, his creator had indeed gifted him with a name. Something to be called by. A name for Kings and Royals: fitting for his creator's crowning achievement.

    "....Edward." The leather bound creature responded quietly, but sincerely. And since Victor had sat down on the stairs, he was noticably less nervous in his presence. But still, a flicker of fear remained in his innocent, doe eyes.

  • "You moved here to be with someone?" Love was such a waste of time. She could tell Victor regretted this decision. She found the behavior foolish but did not laugh. Instead, she took a small sip of her tea contemplating what to say next. There was no hint of pity in her voice, only curiosity. "If I remember correctly, you often arrived at the inn with a beast." She meant werewolf. "Your move sounds like an unfortunate waste of time." Maleficent had been in this realm for less than a day but Victor was the only person she had seen. The place seemed abandoned. Exactly who did Victor provide medical attention for?

    "Have you considered relocating?" Maleficent knew, at this point, that there were countless realms out there. The multiverse was another concept Dr. Strange had introduced to her. The sorcerer probably wished he had not at this point.

    "Yes, I have more important places to be." One of her brows rose when he asked the question again. This time instead of answering right away the villainess thought for a moment. "I am doing well, actually." Her search had proved to be frustrating and time consuming, but she was actually content with her life outside of her current evil plan. Maleficent had never lived with someone before. She expected the decision to be a complete disaster but shockingly it was proving to be the opposite.

    "I am living in New York...with the Sorcerer Supreme." She was thrilled with Victor's inquiry about the box. Talking about the mission was easier than discussing her personal life. "The black box I am searching for contains an assortment of prophesies. The knowledge could prove useful."

  • (Maybe she becomes an defense attorney for him? Perhaps she could try to get him off the charges or something?)

  • There was actually nothing physically wrong with Edward, as one might be surprised to know. His lack of speech did not originate through any fault within his internal processings. It was simply the way Edward had always been, since his "birth". It was his nature. He had always preferred listening, over talking since the very beginning. And if he did speak, it was only when he felt it necessary.

    So yes, Edward could speak. Though Victor would perhaps be slightly dissappointed to discover perhaps that he would not be speaking or answering him nearly as much as he would like. Edward was many things, but a provider of rich and detailed responses, was not one of them.

    However, Edward being such a truthful being had its advantages. Regardless of however brief his answers might seem, Victor could at least be assured that they were honest ones. In any case, Edward very quickly became confused by the many questions the doctor now asked him.

    He was of course, totally unaware of the personal affiliation that Victor had with other beings and creatures of his ilk. As far as Edward had ever been aware, he was the only one of his kind. And until now, he scarcely had reason to believe otherwise. After all, Edward had not yet had the chance to interact with anyone outside of his stone fortress before, until today that was.

    To his first question, Edward slowly shook his head. Victor could be rest assured of one thing. Edward was definitely not one of his creations. The look in the artificial man's eyes alone proved that. If Victor had been his creator, he would have recognized him immediately. While it had been quite some years now since Edward's father had died unexpectedly, he did not have a sense of just how much time had passesd since that unfortunate and fateful day. He remembered vividly what his creator looked like. And Victor did not match that memory at all. So at the very least, both men could be reassured of one thing for certain,

    Another short moment of silence passed before Edward spoke out with that scared and passive voice once again.

    "I....I don't know..." Edward began slowly.

    It would perhaps have come as an even bigger surprise to Victor that Edward had never known what his creator's real name had been. There had never been a purposeful reason for Edward to know him as anything else other than his father. And that is the way he would always remember him. But perhaps even more startling than this, was that Edward did not have even a vague idea of why he had been made. None at all. His purpose was just as much a mystery to him as it was to Victor.

    "He didn't wake up...." Edward said, and quite sadly at that. It was all too clear that he was still grieving the loss of his creator, even all these years later. However, he was far too naive to know what death was. And his father had never educated him on the subject, so he was instead left to believe that his father had simply fallen asleep, but had never awoken. Death was not a part of Edward's universe. 

    It did not exist to him.

  • What Victor was unaware of was Edward did in fact, understand English well enough. But it had been so long since he had last had any company here, he had almost completely forgotten to use his tongue and make himself speak words again. For many, talking is second nature. Few need to concentrate hard when speaking. They simply do it without a thought.

    This was not the case for poor Edward, who had not enjoyed the pleasure of a conversation with another person in years upon years. Much too long for anyone, in fact.

    Internally, he was panicking. The inner clockwork and semi-bi0logical components which made up his insides were going haywire with anxiety as he tried desperately to make his mouth work. Make it say something, anything in response. The more time passed, the more Edward became terribly confused by the different langauge Victor was now using. He had never heard French before. And as much as he could remember, his creator had never spoken it either. So Edward was quite at a loss as to what Victor was saying to him, needless to say. His eyes widened and his body began to tremble again at the sheer unfamiliarity of the situation he now found himself in. And one wrong word could make Victor attack him. While Edward had of course never used a gun (he wouldn't have been able to hold one in his current state anyway) he did recognize one when he saw it.

    Finally, everything fell into working order again and Edward was at last able to say something. It wasn't much, but it might be enough to put the doctor at ease, for now. At least, to reassure him that this frightfully incomplete creature meant him no harm. He was far too innocent for that, despite his monsterous appearence.

    "I...I'm not finished..." Edward at last said in a hushed, quiet voice which lacked all confidence and strength, and yet he was being extremely honest with Victor. And if the doctor had looked, he would have seen no sign of a lie in Edward's artifical but very truthful eyes. His soul was simply too pure for deception.

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