video;

[pullback]

[ The video clicks on to...a dark apartment room. Which is interesting because it's early afternoon, there is definitely something weird here. The only light coming in is coming from a window. Victor's sitting at a table as he nods at the camera (rejoice! He's entirely in frame this time). ]

My name is Doctor Victor Frankenstein. Though some of you know me as I work at the clinic, some of you I still do not know. Hopefully this introduction will change that.

[ Short and sweet and to the point, Victor's not very good with introductions. The name Victor Frankenstein is said with the assurance of someone who doesn't know about Boris Karloff and neck bolts. And then, there's a paaaaaause. Don't mind him, just filming in the dark...which he knows he has to address, urrrgh he doesn't want to though. ]

In my quest to understand the electric system of this world I...accidentally rendered the electric bulbs in my room unusable. [ he was poking at things and totally blew a fuse ] Does anyone have a spare I could use?

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[skelebro]

[There's a skeleton on your network feed, Victor. Hope you don't mind.

He's winking, which is a decidedly impossible thing a skeleton should be doing, considering the fact that his face is made up of solid bone.]

That sounds like a real shocking development.

permavoice;

[pullback]

[ because it's hard to see the keys + no point in using video when it's dark, after all. There's a loooooooooong pause because what the hell. ]

I beg your pardon?

permavideo

[skelebro]

[Aw, geez, really? What is with this place and people who don't get his cunningly well-thought-out jokes?]

I hate to make light of the situation, but it sounds like you really got left in the dark.

[pullback]

Ah. Puns. [ said in the same tone that most would say "a gaping wound" ]

I don't mean to be pry, but are you really a skeleton?

[skelebro]

[There you go!

Sans's grin broadens. This is always his favorite part. He raps his knuckles against his skull with a hollow donk and appears to contemplate the noise at length.]

Seems like.

[voice]

[synthedick]

[Nick would comment on the name, but he's hoping this man's parents just had a sick sense of humor.]

Did the bulb break, or did you blow a fuse?

[voice]

[pullback]

I believe I blew a fuse. I have very few electronic devices but none of them seem to work.

[voice]

[synthedick]

Sounds like it could be a fuse. I'm no expert in this, but I could come take a look if you like, see if you got your wires crossed somewhere. I know a thing or two about machines.

[And he could use an excuse to get out of the neighborhood every now and then. He's starting to miss his patrols.]

[voice]

[pullback]

Any sort of help would be greatly appreciated.

[ that's right Victor, eat that pride, ask for help. ] I live in the third spiral, room seven-oh-one.

[valiantabsurdity]

From Lir to the esteemed physician,

Beyond all else, please have my thanks for your most honourable service. Though I have yet to sit under your surgery knife, I am certain it is very sharp, and that you wield it masterfully. Also, as countless physicians have told me before, that it will 'not hurt at all'.

As for your request, please have my most humble apologies, as I have yet to see a proper flower shade our barren land, let alone one that's yielding fresh bulbs. I shall, however, keep my eye watchful for such a thing. If you know the path on which your bulbs might be found, only set me upon it, and I shall accept your quest.

We must all do our best to aid you, as you do your best to help those of us in our need.

With gratitude,

Lir

[pullback]

[ OH THANK GOD he can default to polite...though still using voice because again, Victor has trouble seeing the keys right now, what with his blown fuse. ]

My dear Lir,

Rest assured, should you need to come under my knife I will treat you with the utmost skill and the utmost speed. And yes, due to the wonders of modern medicine, your countless physicians are right: it shall not hurt in the slightest.

[ aaaand a pause. ] As for the question of bulbs, I was speaking of light bulbs, not flower bulbs. Tell me, how much do you know of electricity? I would be willing to educate you on the subject if your knowledge is slight—I hardly think myself an expert, more of a hobbyist.

Yours, Doctor Victor Frankenstein.

[valiantabsurdity]

From Lir to the physician Frankenstein,

I am at ease to know my next bruising and skinning and goring will go, as you say, without hurt. It is only too kind of you to take my care under your watch. You should know that I come very attentively treated by a veteran scullery maid and by a remarkable spell of forest witchcraft.

I fear I know little of your electricity, though I am not awed to find you so learned. I am told physicians often come with many years of study. Do you perhaps enjoy their company?

Thoughtfully,

Lir

[pullback]

My dear Lir,

Truthfully, my use of electricity was best employed through the process of galvanism, using electrical currents to stimulate muscles. [ to...uh, bring them back to life. TIME TO LIE ] It helped in my work of studying the human muscle.

Yours, Doctor Victor Frankenstein.

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[ushahin]

If you are in need of the electric lights, I have far too many in my house. My eye is sensitive to light and I find myself needing to use less of them than an average person.

[Frankly, he wasn't too impressed with them. Any wizard worth their salt could conjure up light. Running water, on the other hand, now that was fascinating stuff.]

voice;

[pullback]

[ b/c it's dark ]

I shan't say no. Where do you live so I can pick them up?

[ and possibly dissect them for the good of science ]

[ushahin]

[Darkness is good. Ushahin's video is dimly-lit, looking as if he's places something over the nearest lamp to cut the light source even more.]

The houses created by the god Delight. I live in the second one.

[pullback]

Once everything is fixed in my apartment, I shall visit you. And again, thank you, kind sir.

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[unitas]

Why not just take some out of one of the empty apartments? [ if no one lives there, it's free game, right? ]

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[pullback]

How often do the gods furnish the empty apartments? If I take some, will it simply remain...ah, bulbless?

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[unitas]

Fuck, I don't know, but now may be the perfect time for you to find out? [ look, two birds one stone, right? ]

audio

[pullback]

[ Victor can't help but let out a short little laugh. ] I suppose you're right. I hope my poor eventual neighbor doesn't mind being used as an experiment.

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[blowyoudown]

Y'know, Hope already brings us back to life if we die. You don't need to try doing it for him.

[He's met The Frankenstein's monster. The guy's head lives at the Office now. So while he hasn't met Victor, he's not exactly holding him in the highest of regard, even if it's probably not the same one.]

Besides, we don't get storms down here.

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[pullback]

[ paaaaaaaaaaaause ]

I beg your pardon?

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[blowyoudown]

I know who you are. [Pause.] Or, well. A version of you. You're a bit of a legend in my world. And I've seen your more successful work in person.

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[pullback]

[ let's hope this isn't about monsters! Don't be about monsters, don't be about monsters, please please pleeeeease. ]

Well, I'm glad that the Victor Frankenstein you know is also an accomplished surgeon—I'd hate to hear of one world where I'm dead in a ditch or something of that nature.