forum Love & Fellowship, Misery & Abandonment | o/o with Orion
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The creature was lonely, their creator having abandoned them at their most vulnerable. After many nights alone, learning from the world around them, isolated, they slowly found their way to civilization. But people were terrified of this monster, and they learned to avoid crowded areas. Instead, they bunkered down in a small shelter near a house on the edge of town. The creature soon learned that this house belonged to a small family, and through watching them for several months learned the ins and outs of language. All the while, the family was unaware. And the more the creature watched them, the more they came to understand what family meant. The more they desired it for themself. If only their creator, that foul Frankenstein, had been a family to them. Fueled by yearning, they attempted to get closer with the people they had resided by.

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Wooo Frankenstein rp with @OrionShenanigan
Basically what we talked about on discord, the creature and the DeLaceys actually form a bond and there may or may not be some queer platonic action between Agatha and the creature. We can discuss other things later if you want.

@OrionShenanigan group

Kinda wanna play the monster but also hella wanna play Agatha and her family becos I’m making up hella lore for them… ahhh decisions decisions…

@OrionShenanigan group

I mean I’m fine with or without but I already feel like I have a solid idea of my character(s) so I might just say nah?? Is that ok??

@OrionShenanigan group

Sure! I was thinking, and feel free to tell me if I’m going too deep, that maybe the monster and Agatha meet in the woods after creature gets injured or something? And she rescues him?

@OrionShenanigan group

Oki, and where do we want the story to go from there? Maybe the two go on a mission to kick Victor’s ass? Or maybe they go off adventuring? Perhaps even pirates on high seassssss

@Tired-but-passionate

Yeah I was thinking Victor shows up at some point? And yeah tbh some ass kicking would be good
I’m not sure about the whole DeLacey backstory but their adventures could also have smth to do with that.

@Tired-but-passionate

(Oof I have not started yet sorry but I just wanted to mention that when I said the DeLacey backstory could play a part in their adventures I meant more in the family drama sense then an actual adventure. I just think internal family drama would be interesting to explore in this)

@Tired-but-passionate

It was a sunny afternoon, the dappled light shining down unevenly on dark, matted hair. It was long too, flowing over pale, discolored shoulders. A coarse hand held a white and yellow honeysuckle flower between the reddish fingers. It moved— up to pale, scarred lips and a wide nose. After a good sniff, the creature raised its head and looked around. Something flew past, a dark blur amid the bright green bathed in the sun’s glow. Beneath the towering creature were more honeysuckles, and when it looked, it saw with reddened eyes that a small honeybee had landed on one of the flowers. The creature, smart as they were, made note of this and looked around again, farther into the distance. Slowly, carefully, the creature rose to their full height and began walking along. It looked up into the trees and around the dead hollows, and sure enough, there it was. The honeybee’s home; a hive nestled in the branches of a tree up ahead.
The large creature stopped. They grabbed leaves from the nearby trees and covered their arms, legs, and face with them. As slowly and quietly as they could, they approached the hive. It could hear a small humming nose as it came closer. Once they were close enough, the creature reached for the hive. The surrounding bees began to cling to it, headbutting it as if to push them away. But the creature had its sights set on the hive. It grabbed the outer wood of the hive and tore it off, exposing the honeycombs beneath, coated with honey and more bees. The little bees then began to swarm the creature, humming and buzzing loudly. As quick as they could, they took some honeycomb and ran off, but the bees weren’t having it. The leaves covering their limbs and face began to fall off, and some of the bees began to sting. The creature let out a yelp of pain, a sound similar to that of a hyena, and began running as fast as they could through the underbrush.
The bees continued to swarm it as the creature reached the field of honeysuckles from earlier. It tripped and fell in the field, though luckily the bees had decided that they were far enough away to be safe, and the swarm retreated. They left the large creature in the field, covered in stings, scratches, and bruises, whimpering with pain.

@OrionShenanigan group

Agatha DeLacey was an intelligent young woman. She had grown up around her father, a scientist and her brother, a doctor, of course some of those smarts had passed on. She was curious too, sometimes too much for her own good. She had been born by Cesarean and her mother had died as a result. These were all facts, or at least opinions based off of facts. Her father’s work had always been kept a secret to her, so was the nature of her mother’s death shrouded in fog.

Her brother helped the local villagers, and was currently off to see a young Jewish-Arabian woman by the name of Safiya that had recently moved here with her father, who she knew her brother had affections for. Affections, what a stupid thing. Romance, sexual affectations, it was all pointless. Agatha was twenty three now, and still hadn’t married even once. She was fine with this, her father was not. Agatha sometimes wished she’d been born a man, with the mind of a woman though as women were definitely smarter than men even though it was men that seemed to run everything. Then, maybe she’d feel comfortable with marriage. Women were kinder about marriage than men were, they didn’t rush into proposals. Maybe if she were a man, she’d never have to propose.

Agatha was dressed in her brother’s clothes, and despite them being oversized they helped far more than any dress when she went out hunting for her family’s dinner. She had with her a rifle and a pistol, the pistol in case she found someone who wanted to give her trouble and the rifle for taking down deer and rabbits.

However, she froze when she saw, in the distance, a strange figure batting away something that appeared to be a swarm of… bees? Agatha was confused. Usually people were smart enough not to mess with a hive, much more often they’d just cultivate manmade beehives like her father and Felix did. It was easier to take care of bees that way, and they helped the gardens grow which Agatha knew was through some form of fertilization of the flowers.

The figure was certainly much larger than Agatha, she could tell that for sure. Yet curiosity and enthusiasm for discovery drove her forward. She followed, slowly and secretly, to where the figure had landed in the field. She drew up her pistol, but certainly she wouldn’t need it. Anyone stupid enough to mess with wild bees probably wouldn’t cause any harm.

She approached the side of the figure, realizing it was some sort of… human, yet also some strange thing unlike any human she’d ever seen. Taller than any man or woman combined, it must be at least eight feet tall. Matted dark hair and wild eyes, it looked like some giant or monster. Perhaps like the Nephilim Safiya always spoke of, back when there was more than just humans to worry about. Agatha scratched her head in puzzlement, wrapping a curl of hair around her finger in thought.

“Hallo, then. Do you need help getting up?” she asked, a slight quiver in her voice that indicated not quite fear of the monster itself, but anxiety for what this monster might do. She stared further, noticing scarring from what looked like stitches neater and more complete than anything Felix had the resources for. Like surgery had been performed, or like this thing had been stitched and molded together like one of Safiya’s golems, just made of flesh rather than clay. “I wouldn’t recommend going after any more hives. Never any fun.” she added, feeling awkward and stupid.