Victor Frankenstein | Parody
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21+ #SmutFree RP | #Frankenstein #GothicRP | MV / Selectively MS | #Fake
Reposted by Victor Frankenstein | Parody
Feel the fury closing in
All resistance wearing thin
Nowhere to run from all of this havoc
Nowhere to hide from all of this madness
All resistance wearing thin
Nowhere to run from all of this havoc
Nowhere to hide from all of this madness
May 4, 2025 at 3:13 PM
Feel the fury closing in
All resistance wearing thin
Nowhere to run from all of this havoc
Nowhere to hide from all of this madness
All resistance wearing thin
Nowhere to run from all of this havoc
Nowhere to hide from all of this madness
November 9, 2025 at 10:23 PM
Reposted by Victor Frankenstein | Parody
Hate when the morning comes
It's light that I'm running from
Can't fly too close to the sun
That's why I'm nocturnal
It's light that I'm running from
Can't fly too close to the sun
That's why I'm nocturnal
October 30, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Hate when the morning comes
It's light that I'm running from
Can't fly too close to the sun
That's why I'm nocturnal
It's light that I'm running from
Can't fly too close to the sun
That's why I'm nocturnal
She is kind.
And, in spite of his drive to keep going, Victor does sit down to wait for her to return.
“I hope you will share with me. When I do eat, it is often alone.”
And, in spite of his drive to keep going, Victor does sit down to wait for her to return.
“I hope you will share with me. When I do eat, it is often alone.”
Chemicals can be the reason, sure, but since he told her that he hasn't eaten properly, she will assume it might have a very simply reasonable background: His body doesn't have enough fuel to keep going.
(She is no doctor, but she usually has similar problems)
"I'll be back as fast as possible."+
(She is no doctor, but she usually has similar problems)
"I'll be back as fast as possible."+
Ahh. Does it?
Pardon his eighteenth-century medical texts.
Makes sense, though. He was beginning to feel a little lightheaded but assumed it was the chemicals.
Pardon his eighteenth-century medical texts.
Makes sense, though. He was beginning to feel a little lightheaded but assumed it was the chemicals.
November 9, 2025 at 5:08 PM
She is kind.
And, in spite of his drive to keep going, Victor does sit down to wait for her to return.
“I hope you will share with me. When I do eat, it is often alone.”
And, in spite of his drive to keep going, Victor does sit down to wait for her to return.
“I hope you will share with me. When I do eat, it is often alone.”
The scribe apologizes.
November 9, 2025 at 3:51 PM
The scribe apologizes.
Might be fun.
She can spar with him when the situation calls.
Touché.
November 9, 2025 at 3:33 PM
Might be fun.
Touché.
Nor can she /be/ without him.
He cannot be without her.
November 9, 2025 at 1:50 AM
Touché.
He cannot be without her.
He's put things into motion...
He is afraid.
But yes.
But yes.
November 9, 2025 at 1:28 AM
He cannot be without her.
He is afraid.
But yes.
But yes.
Perhaps he should proceed, and they will see who and what she will be.
He is still him. Still devoted.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
November 9, 2025 at 1:25 AM
He is afraid.
But yes.
But yes.
He is still him. Still devoted.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
She knows she did.
What she will be like when he does...what he is doing, she can not say.
What she will be like when he does...what he is doing, she can not say.
He will never not love her.
November 8, 2025 at 10:45 PM
He is still him. Still devoted.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
And his heart is in a good place even if he is misguided.
He will never not love her.
Even now?
He loves her though.
November 6, 2025 at 12:13 AM
He will never not love her.
He loves her though.
That's...reassuring...
The brain is still hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
November 6, 2025 at 12:05 AM
He loves her though.
The brain is still hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
The heart. The brain.
Who might they belong to?
Will her memories be hers?
Who might they belong to?
Will her memories be hers?
Then who would she be?
The body is still hers. Mostly.
The body is still hers. Mostly.
November 5, 2025 at 4:22 AM
The brain is still hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
Might be a little scrambled, but it’s hers.
Then who would she be?
The body is still hers. Mostly.
The body is still hers. Mostly.
What if she isn't /her/ when he brings her back?
He loves her.
Isn’t that reason enough?
Isn’t that reason enough?
November 3, 2025 at 5:01 AM
Then who would she be?
The body is still hers. Mostly.
The body is still hers. Mostly.
He loves her.
Isn’t that reason enough?
Isn’t that reason enough?
That's comforting.
Has he thought this through?
Has he thought this through?
Everything is going great . . .
All in order . . .
All in order . . .
November 3, 2025 at 4:41 AM
He loves her.
Isn’t that reason enough?
Isn’t that reason enough?
Everything is going great . . .
All in order . . .
All in order . . .
Being dead, she wouldn't know.
He's the one with the scalpel...
He's the one with the scalpel...
She looks great.
😬
😬
November 3, 2025 at 4:36 AM
Everything is going great . . .
All in order . . .
All in order . . .
She looks great.
😬
😬
👈world's first plastic surgery case--- coming right up....
November 3, 2025 at 4:31 AM
She looks great.
😬
😬
Metaphorical and literal.
You're going to need a new heart....
October 26, 2025 at 11:15 PM
Metaphorical and literal.
Hey now. He resembles that remark.
October 26, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Hey now. He resembles that remark.
“Well, you are are grown man. Or look like one.”
He hates this already.
“Ask Margo.”
He hates this already.
“Ask Margo.”
“Why?”
Victor folds his arms.
“We need to find you friends your size.”
“We need to find you friends your size.”
October 25, 2025 at 11:31 PM
“Well, you are are grown man. Or look like one.”
He hates this already.
“Ask Margo.”
He hates this already.
“Ask Margo.”
Reposted by Victor Frankenstein | Parody
Victor folds his arms.
“We need to find you friends your size.”
“We need to find you friends your size.”
Yes, he did.
Victor blinks.
“Did you just shhh me?”
“Did you just shhh me?”
October 25, 2025 at 11:08 PM
Victor folds his arms.
“We need to find you friends your size.”
“We need to find you friends your size.”
Victor blinks.
“Did you just shhh me?”
“Did you just shhh me?”
“Shhhh!!!”
He sighs.
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”
October 25, 2025 at 10:59 PM
Victor blinks.
“Did you just shhh me?”
“Did you just shhh me?”
“It did not lack sincerity.”
It lacked sincerity.
I was horrified.
I was horrified.
He’s a doctor not a poet.
October 25, 2025 at 10:59 PM
“It did not lack sincerity.”
He sighs.
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”
“…friend… mine!”
“Adam …”
October 25, 2025 at 10:53 PM
He sighs.
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”
“I am not sure his parents would approve.”