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entrancelogs2014-11-23 11:13 pm
lifeskills) wrote in entrancelogs2014-11-23 11:13 pm
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with how many things are we upon the brink of becoming acquainted
Who: Victor Frankenstein (lifeskills) and Ned (wordvomit).
Where: Frankenstein's secret basement lair.
When: Backdated to Nov. 22nd.
Rating: PG-13ish.
Summary: Somebody killed Ned the Pie Maker! Oh no! Somebody call the poli--! Or Victor could just come across the remains and cart the body away to watch it grow back together like a human chia pet. Close enough.
The Story:
[Only a short time after leaving Evelyn's bedside, Victor comes across a corpse.
Not just any corpse, when all is said and done: one that had once between recognizable as a recent acquaintance, now nothing more than a body rudely savaged, left out in the open to stain their fine living establishment with murder. The discovery is quite by accident, quite unexpected, and from the looks of the body, the result of quite the violent crime.
In hindsight, the little girl with the eyeless features who so closely resembled Alice in her pinafore should have been an indicator that other hair-raising sights were on their way, but Victor hadn't thought this was in his future.
Lesson learned.
With no other recourse, Victor gathers the body up and moves it out of sight. This alone isn't all that surprising; he's no stranger to death, and thanks to recent experience, murder. He's as capable of cleaning up such a scene as any man who's pulled long hours in death rooms for most of his adult life. What Victor doesn't do is tell anyone about the body he lays out in the basement room he'd found for himself. This isn't all that surprising, either. Who would he tell? He hasn't the slightest idea if Ned has family, or who would have reason to harm him with or without people acting out as they are.
There's another reason for his silence, of course, one he doesn't air. If the general public knew he had a personal interest in storing a cadaver, there would surely be protests. At least some questions.
Victor has no suitable answers for those kinds of inquiries and he knows it.
So he tends to the body and watches. There are thing he can't explain, which only fuels his study--things not just to do with the words of others who claim death has no meaning here, but rather with the effect the body has on things around it, and its lack of decay. Things for which Victor has no explanation for.
It sparks a similar exhilaration to the kind he'd felt during his first successful experiment with an animal, when he'd been stumbling into his understanding of natural laws without the refinement he'd come to develop in time. It's the same, this feeling of being on the verge of illumination. Any moment now it seems the horizon will open up before him and cast light down to disperse the fog that is his failure to understand how Wonderland should accomplish what the people say it does.
What an exquisite agony it is, to watch and wait.]
lifeskills) and Ned (wordvomit).Where: Frankenstein's secret basement lair.
When: Backdated to Nov. 22nd.
Rating: PG-13ish.
Summary: Somebody killed Ned the Pie Maker! Oh no! Somebody call the poli--! Or Victor could just come across the remains and cart the body away to watch it grow back together like a human chia pet. Close enough.
The Story:
[Only a short time after leaving Evelyn's bedside, Victor comes across a corpse.
Not just any corpse, when all is said and done: one that had once between recognizable as a recent acquaintance, now nothing more than a body rudely savaged, left out in the open to stain their fine living establishment with murder. The discovery is quite by accident, quite unexpected, and from the looks of the body, the result of quite the violent crime.
In hindsight, the little girl with the eyeless features who so closely resembled Alice in her pinafore should have been an indicator that other hair-raising sights were on their way, but Victor hadn't thought this was in his future.
Lesson learned.
With no other recourse, Victor gathers the body up and moves it out of sight. This alone isn't all that surprising; he's no stranger to death, and thanks to recent experience, murder. He's as capable of cleaning up such a scene as any man who's pulled long hours in death rooms for most of his adult life. What Victor doesn't do is tell anyone about the body he lays out in the basement room he'd found for himself. This isn't all that surprising, either. Who would he tell? He hasn't the slightest idea if Ned has family, or who would have reason to harm him with or without people acting out as they are.
There's another reason for his silence, of course, one he doesn't air. If the general public knew he had a personal interest in storing a cadaver, there would surely be protests. At least some questions.
Victor has no suitable answers for those kinds of inquiries and he knows it.
So he tends to the body and watches. There are thing he can't explain, which only fuels his study--things not just to do with the words of others who claim death has no meaning here, but rather with the effect the body has on things around it, and its lack of decay. Things for which Victor has no explanation for.
It sparks a similar exhilaration to the kind he'd felt during his first successful experiment with an animal, when he'd been stumbling into his understanding of natural laws without the refinement he'd come to develop in time. It's the same, this feeling of being on the verge of illumination. Any moment now it seems the horizon will open up before him and cast light down to disperse the fog that is his failure to understand how Wonderland should accomplish what the people say it does.
What an exquisite agony it is, to watch and wait.]