modern prometheus

independent victor frankensteinbased heavily on frankenstein; or the modern prometheus and multiple other adaptations.

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ALBRIGHT !

SNORT. “Oh, I’m sure he does–” She nods her head once, twice, like this is the funniest thing in the world, focuses her gaze back on her paperwork, and then looks back up at him with all the sudden chill of jumping in ice-water. Points her finger in the general direction of away.

“Fuck off.”

If her looks could stop heart beats, his would have stopped cold. A scoff and Frankenstein doesn’t even bother moving away from her. He’s not that cowardly, to let a small woman push him around. A brow quirks up and he leans forwards, the smallest of grins on his lips.

“Miss Albright, you shouldn’t be rude your elders.”

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that was fuckin’ weird. anywho, starter call while i do replies.

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i’m gonna go watch weird science! then i shall return to do replies and meta again. i loved the questions i got last night!!

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i feel like shit. i’m going to bed.

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mistresscffear:

“No and yes.” She doesn’t quite see what the harm could be in telling a funny old man about it. She doesn’t quite see what the benefit could be, either. “Why are you so interested.”

“Crane is a friend of mine, a colleague.. He speaks highly of you, Miss Albright.” Frankenstein fits that creepy old man slot in everyone’s life, although he is pressing.

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woman !!

There’s a lift in her brows and a tilt to her head at ‘highly intelligent’– no arguments there, apparently. But there’s a small pause before she speaks, and her eyes narrow a tiny bit, like she has to pick her words with care.

“It gets a bit. Tiring. After a while.” (She’s giving him a wonderful rendition of the Kubrick stare.) “His work, I mean.”

A harsh laugh and the old man’s face lights up at her words. Everything is tiring after awhile, even he knows that. Frankenstein shakes his head a bit, trying to find the words to reply.

“Well, you were one of his patients weren’t you? Or do you know something I don’t?”

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@mistresscffear screenshot it pls!! and submit it to me <3

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Talk about how Frankenstein feels about Clerval!

Ah, Henry Clerval! Victor’s only friend in all honesty and his death was a tradgey Victor knows he could have prevented. Clerval was too pure, too innocent of a man to be friends with Victor.

If Victor had told Clerval about the being, no one would have died or at least Victor wouldn’t have become the awful man he is.

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What do you think Frankenstein would consider the worst sin or crime? Murder, theft, assault, etc?

Oh! I think that Victor believes theft is far more worse than murder or anything else, but he also has theft and murder intermixed in his mind. Elizabeth wasn’t just murdered by the creature, she was stolen from him.

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fuck me. i had a good reply to a meta ask and i replied privately??

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send me asks about frankenstein. if you’d like, if not i’mma lurk so

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doktor !!

if the accent is a little too thick, the old doctor doesn’t seem to take note of it. he’s accustomed, in any case, to foreigners, and he rarely pays much specific attention to where they might hail from; so long as their english is passable, he doesn’t look much further. 

         “ by all means, sir — yes, by all means. ”

“i heard there is a pub near here, an intellectual pursuit if ever deemed necessary.” he laughed, shaking off the false accent for a moment. of course his english was perfect, most of the languages he spoke were mastered.

              “we can talk science or anything really.”

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I am your monster and I will protect you.

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mistresscffear

  #im gonna fistfight victor frankenstein he can...

(becky voice) the only thing frail about you is your ego you shortsighted FUCK

oh

where is the lie?

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gosh but like we spent hundreds of years looking up at the stars and wondering “is there anybody out there” and hoping and guessing and imagining

because we as a species were so lonely and we wanted friends so bad, we wanted to meet other species and we wanted to talk to them and we wanted to learn from them and to stop being the only people in the universe

and we started realizing that things were maybe not going so good for us– we got scared that we were going to blow each other up, we got scared that we were going to break our planet permanently, we got scared that in a hundred years we were all going to be dead and gone and even if there were other people out there, we’d never get to meet them

and then

we built robots?

and we gave them names and we gave them brains made out of silicon and we pretended they were people and we told them hey you wanna go exploring, and of course they did, because we had made them in our own image

and maybe in a hundred years we won’t be around any more, maybe yeah the planet will be a mess and we’ll all be dead, and if other people come from the stars we won’t be around to meet them and say hi! how are you! we’re people, too! you’re not alone any more!, maybe we’ll be gone

but we built robots, who have beat-up hulls and metal brains, and who have names; and if the other people come and say, who were these people? what were they like?

the robots can say, when they made us, they called us discovery; they called us curiosity; they called us explorer; they called us spirit. they must have thought that was important.

and they told us to tell you hello.

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#im gonna fistfight victor frankenstein he can meet me in the dennys parking lot

i AM OLD AND FRAIL U BATTY WOMAN @mistresscffear