name :: Dr. Sir

player :: Sam [[ supravatar ]]

position :: THE ROBOT MAGICIAN! THE MAD DOCTOR!! THE GENIUS SCIENTIST!!!
WATCH HIS TRINKETS DANCE AND DANCE AND DANCE
AND LAUGH AND CRY AND DIE.

group :: Asile

Appearance.

Bloody, Surgical precision outlined through wild eyes, matted hair, daring tophats, special tools and touches.

Slot A into Tab B. Nut X around Bolt Q. Construct a human out of junk. Build build build build.

a2 + b2= c2.

Background.

The genius of our time. Creator of a million tortures. Builder of a million vices.

He created Shem. (A mere geegaw.) He made a young, attractive burn victim live. (If she knew, she'd require faulty code removed.)

The greatest butcherer to ever live. He works in a travelling freakshow as a magician. For children. His calculating brain never stopped. Never stops. He must be doing something.

Mustn't he?

Activities.

Why do they let him entertain the children? Free reign to cities. Not untrackable, but not considered noticeable.

Why does he entertain the children?

Ideals/Motivations.

Blood, bone, and circuitry.

Attitude.

The curtain rises on night's stage
Time stops
Unable to stand, unable to move
I stare unseeing
Aa, death make up for you, flakes away
My ears seem to shatter from amidst the applause
"Isn't it beautiful? Isn't it ugly? Answer and see."
Unable to even smile or shed tears
I've gone mad

[ BUCK-TICK .Taiyou ni Korosareta ]