scenario one: [ The good ("good") thing about having dealt with vampires before, is that Victor knows what to expect. Having dissected one and fought others, Victor wouldn't call himself an expert, but knowledgeable? He was very knowledgeable, thank you very much, and easily knew more than this ridiculous little pamphlet did. The bad thing about having dealt with vampires before is that Victor's laboring under the delusion that his vampires = all vampires ever ever.
Honestly, Victor looks like he might be a citizen himself. He's certainly got the garb for it, wearing his Victorian clothes (and smelling oddly like chemicals). He's sitting on a hospital bench, reading a pamphlet (Vampires And You: How To Manage Those Constant Cravings) and occasionally making little scoffing noises as he reads. Turning into fog. How ridiculous. None of the ones back home had managed to turn into fog. And where was the mention of the exoskeleton? How people were expected to learn anything from these pamphlets was beyond him.
As someone approaches, Victor nods at them, looking up from his pamphlet. ] You probably won't find anything good here. These are all terribly wrong. [ or, at least, to Victor "I know things and am better than you" Frankenstein, they're terribly wrong. ]
scenario three: [ Whoopsie, someone's kind of addicted to morphine and hasn't managed to shoot up in a while. So not only is he lost in the fog, but he's lost in the fog while battling a lot of pain. Victor's practically staggering around, utterly lost, trying to find his way out of here so that he could...well, he didn't know what he could do. So he could do something.
Unfortunately, staggering means that he lost his footing. And losing his footing means surprise, you have a scrawny little pale British man falling straight towards you. Please catch him. He probably breaks easily. (and hey, if you don't catch him, the ground will) ]
Victor Frankenstein / Penny Dreadful / ota
[ The good ("good") thing about having dealt with vampires before, is that Victor knows what to expect. Having dissected one and fought others, Victor wouldn't call himself an expert, but knowledgeable? He was very knowledgeable, thank you very much, and easily knew more than this ridiculous little pamphlet did. The bad thing about having dealt with vampires before is that Victor's laboring under the delusion that his vampires = all vampires ever ever.
Honestly, Victor looks like he might be a citizen himself. He's certainly got the garb for it, wearing his Victorian clothes (and smelling oddly like chemicals). He's sitting on a hospital bench, reading a pamphlet (Vampires And You: How To Manage Those Constant Cravings) and occasionally making little scoffing noises as he reads. Turning into fog. How ridiculous. None of the ones back home had managed to turn into fog. And where was the mention of the exoskeleton? How people were expected to learn anything from these pamphlets was beyond him.
As someone approaches, Victor nods at them, looking up from his pamphlet. ] You probably won't find anything good here. These are all terribly wrong. [ or, at least, to Victor "I know things and am better than you" Frankenstein, they're terribly wrong. ]
scenario three:
[ Whoopsie, someone's kind of addicted to morphine and hasn't managed to shoot up in a while. So not only is he lost in the fog, but he's lost in the fog while battling a lot of pain. Victor's practically staggering around, utterly lost, trying to find his way out of here so that he could...well, he didn't know what he could do. So he could do something.
Unfortunately, staggering means that he lost his footing. And losing his footing means surprise, you have a scrawny little pale British man falling straight towards you. Please catch him. He probably breaks easily. (and hey, if you don't catch him, the ground will) ]