Sep 3, 2025
A look at the new survivor in Dead by Daylight (credits to the image go to @dontjinxittt) Vee Boonyasak!
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A look at the new survivor in Dead by Daylight (credits to the image go to @dontjinxittt) Vee Boonyasak!
John G. Shedd mansion, Chicago
John G. Shedd residence at 4515 Drexel Boulevard, Chicago (demolished)
Begun 1896
Frederick W. Perkins and Edmund R. Krause, architects
Built in the 1890s in Chicago, IL for John G. Shedd, this mansion boasted 24 rooms and was described by sculptor Lorado Taft as "One of Chicago's finest Gothic house." Shedd, a successful businessman, lived in the mansion for thirty years until his death, leaving a legacy that includes the city's aquarium. The Shedd family moved to Lake Forest afterward, and starting from 1924, the mansion was used by the Starrett School for Girls. The building has been demolished since. Source: mansions of the Gilded Age on Facebook
Entry gate, Shedd mansion
Source: Internet Archive
Color photograph of the mansion, 1970s
Source: Indiana Memory
Door handle, Shedd residence, Russell & Erwin Manufacturing Company, contractor
Source: Ryerson and Burnham Libraries, Art Institute of Chicago
Krause deserved a better ending too, he really did think he was doing the right thing
Oc: Krause ????
Personal Character Description: Demi-Boi and questioning, currently closeted.
Parents: Son of Hope and Siren! (Hope: @creepercat1223 ‘s oc , Siren: @thatemokid669 ‘s oc )
Owner: @creepercat1223
-From mod Creepercat1223
How would we describe Sergio Moraes’ striking? Herky jerky? Wacky?
Vollmond Sunset Himmelsschleusen gestreutes Licht.
"Is captain Krause here? I wish to speak something to her."
The expressionlessKriegsman blankly looked at the Tempestor Scion, gave a small nod of acknowledgementand gestured him to follow him. He took him deeper into the bunker to a heavydoor made from crude heavy metal. Opening it the Kriegsman revealed an office,simple without any details other than a desk, two chairs at said desk,cabinets, a table with paper and maps, a simple bunk bed somewhat hidden in a cornerin the shadows and a pale lumen lamp lighting some of the bunk room up. At thedesk sat captain Krause, the death rider captain of the 168thKrieger regiment. She looked up from her work, the dim lenses of her gasmasklooking at the Kriegsman and on the Scion.
“Captain, theTempestor Scion wish to speak to you.” The unfeeling voice of the Kriegsman spoke.
The captaingave a short nod. “Let him in, you may leave us.”
The Kriegsmandid step aside for the scion to walk in, closing the heavy door behind him. Krausegestured a gloved hand towards the chair across from her at her desk.
“Sit. Youwished to speak with me?” Her voice sounded to bland, hiding any emotion behindyears of training, years in the field.