User:Brickman1444 Faulkes

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Born:

?th April 2008

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#978-0345391803 in the Patented Hobosoft ID System

About:

I am a Tremere Vampire and I have:

• Created my own set of clothes for 0L$
• Created a struggling freebie cart and user page for 0L$
• Instituted Project Dark Side

Saluton and friendly greetings. I am Doctor Victor Frankenstein, and this is my story.

First Life

Curious and intelligent from a young age, I, Victor Frankenstein, learned from the works of the masters of Medieval alchemy, reading such authors as Albertus Magnus, Cornelius Agrippa and Paracelsus and shunning modern Enlightenment teachings of natural science. As a child prodigy of only 14, I left my beloved family in Transylvania to study in Ingolstadt, Bavaria, Germany, where I was first introduced to modern science. In a moment of inspiration, combining my new-found knowledge of natural science with the alchemic ideas of my old masters, I perceived the means by which inanimate matter can be imbued with life. I set about constructing a man that I hoped to be the God over.

I had hoped that my creation would be beautiful but when I brought it to life I saw it was hideous. I fled the room. This was not how it was supposed to happen. I was supposed to have the power of God. The power to create perfect life. That night, the creature was at my bedside. I woke up to check on my plants when I saw it. I fled once more. The creature went into hiding.

Shock, overwork and fear made me ill for 13 horrible months but after I recovered, I received a telegram from home that said my brother was killed. I set out for home. On the way, I spotted the creature once more, this time silhouetted by that lightning. Oh that lightning! I was sure that it had killed his brother, my own flesh and blood. At home, my maid and childhood nanny was accused of killing my brother and executed before I could stop it.

I went hiking and found myself near the creature once more. We conversed and in the end, I agreed to make a female companion for the creature. He had learned to speak after all. It was learning to become civilized. I decided to give it one last chance. After partly completing the companion, I destroyed it once I thought of what would happen if they had children. I could not let them into this world.

In revenge, the creature killed my best friend and wife. My father soon died of grief. I set out to hunt down the creature. It would hunt me no more! I tracked it to the Arctic Circle. Whilst tracking, I became stranded on a floating iceberg that broke off of the main ice. My dogs chewed through their reins and scattered.

I flee the beast. This is the 1831 rendering of the scene.

A ship came, saw me, and picked me up. The captain, Robert Walton, saw that I was very ill by then. I told the him my story, minus the exact description of the creation, and then retired to one of the rooms of the ship. A flash shone like that damned lightning and I was soon greeted by myself. I was older and more sickly. I must have been on the very brink of death. He took a device off his left wrist and slapped it onto mine. It latched on to me and to this day I cannot remove it. He looked me in the eyes and pressed a button on the device and I was gone. I, the original doctor, traveled to the future where I will be healed. The older me died right their in the room. The creature boarded the ship, and upon seeing his maker dead, jumped out of a cabin window onto the ice, never to be seen again.

Robert Walton had to return to England for fear of a mutiny and upon returning settled down with a wife. They had a child and she was named Mary. She grew up to be a a British novelist, short story writer, dramatist, essayist, biographer, travel writer, and editor of the works of her husband, Romantic poet and philosopher Percy Bysshe Shelley. She was he first to write down the account that was previously only known through oral history and letters between Robert and his sister.

I spend, have spent and will spend the rest of my life traveling through infinity, trying to get to the more interesting things in life before my fate catches up with him.

I have had many names through the ages, Dracula, the Invisible Man, Dr. Jekyll, Dr. Ernest Drake, Dr. Eric Chanikov, Addison F. Payne, Dr. Who, Captain Jack Harkness, Norman Osborn, Ludwig Wittgenstein, Count Ferdinand Adolf August Heinrich von Zeppelin (most people called me Fred there), Nikola Tesla, Sir Isaac Newton, the Wandering Doctor and others.

The Menagerie

After my healing, I set about getting a name for myself apart from my previous disaster. I was aiming towards a certain stone circle when my device malfunctioned. I was sent hurtling towards The Menagerie. I was greeted by two vampires, an elf, a robot, a ghost, a demon, a dwarf, a floofian, a Gubbian Prince, a marro, and only one human. It was quite the experience.

After many small adventure and a unexciting first war, a second war erupted after a clan of powerful vampires entered the Menagerie Plane. One of the friendly vampires switched sides and began bringing others like the demon, and the robot, who was now human also, to the side of the invaders. I also joined the invaders as a neutral medic. I was not gong to put all of my eggs in one basket. As assurance, the queen of the invaders invited me to join her in the tremere clan. I accepted and am now a true tremere vampire.

The war was bloody and violent and my work was hard. The outcome was not always evident either. The war ended and someone won. I stayed with the Menagerians and furthered my honor. I researched many potions and even summoned a hummunculi whom I shadowed and lost. However, all things must come to an end and I moved on to my true Second Life.

While at the menagerie, I picked up a companion, a flarb to be exact. The local library had this to say about flarbs:

"All that is currently known of these creatures is that Old Man Jenkins has a soft spot for them and is quite skilled at breeding them. On a side note, apparently their dung is a delicacy to some races."

I continue to find out more about this little creature, whom I call eponymously, Lil' Frankie.

Second Life

The iLoo was either a short-lived Microsoft project to develop a Wi-Fi-enabled Internet flush toilet or a hoax perpetuated by a British division within Microsoft. News of the iLoo was widely reported, including by the Associated Press and the Wall Street Journal. Notably, the iLoo was not announced on April Fools Day.

While still residing at the Menagerie, an iLoo arrived. It was assembled by the Menagerians and sat mostly unused for months. I began to investigate the machine and found that I could connect to a web between the planes called the Internet. I installed such programs as Google Tollbar, Firefox, and a curious application called Second Life. This last one intrigued me greatly. I crafted a wire to connect my Blood Rose Vambrace, the latest version of my time traveling device. It emersed me in a virtual world of sight and sound. As and experiment, I tried to time-shift with the wire still connected. I disappeared from the Menagerie Plane and was transported to the Second Life Grid.

Since I was simply brought to the grid without any valuable possessions or things of monetary value, I began my second life as a hobo. I wandered until I found items crafted by an Arcadia Asylum. She had left these items as a gift to all hobos. I took them and decided my calling now was to craft items for hobos. That is where I am now.