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(Yeah but also I just like to be mean and evil to my babies so there's also that.)
(Yeah but also I just like to be mean and evil to my babies so there's also that.)
(I agree! Next time I reread the book I'll definitely pay more attention to him. His position as the one who's recording the entire story is also fascinating; my friend and I once discussed a theory about if the events of the book could have been some sort of delusion on his part. It's not a theory I believe, but I was bored and started wondering.)
(yeah definitely agree, when you remember he recorded everything, it kinda recontextualizes things)
(I love unreliable narrators and/or narrators who we know are telling the story to us, if that makes sense? Like you said, it recontextualizes everything)
(Actually that is a very interesting theory! I never thought of the story that way! But also it sort of ruins the story for me, Frankenstein is sort of supposed to be a real account of real suffering and it all being a delusion just kinda makes it all for nothing.)
(shit we've drifted off into a Conversation again and I swore to myself I'd like, roleplay for once.)
(An interpretation I like more is to take into context Mary Shelley's own experiences with birth and read from that perspective. Knowing that her mother died in childbirth and she lost a child shortly after birth as well brings the "birth to my creation" aspect into an even more tragic light.)
(I mean that does make Sense Much, but it could also just generally be something of an autobiography. There is evidence to support that.)
(Like, Alphonse Bastard-Ass-Good-For-Nothing-Bitch-Baby Frankenstein and Victor's mother who I'm pretty sure is named something like Caroline but can't be certain could have been an allegory for her and Percy Shelley? But maybe not I'm kinda dumb when it comes to allegories.)
(Yeah her name was Caroline. Ooh that's interesting, yeah. I'm honestly not good with literary analysis, the one literary analysis hill I will die on is that Romeo and Juliet is some form of satire, but that's definitely interesting.)
(I can remember the name of a fictional character's mother but not the algebraic equations I spent a quarter learning, thank you hyperfixation :/)
"I had a dream that I died, and you were sad about it." he frowned, and looked Robert deeply in the eyes. "I don't know why you would have been sad but it was reassuring. And yes, I am completely ready to depart. Creation?" Victor looked over to the creature, a manic energy having suddenly seized the little man. His eyes were wide and wild, hair all askew, and even the creature looked a little scared of him. He wasn't his usual miserable self, that was certain.
"Ahem. I've been as ready as ever, since we heard about leaving port. Are you sure you aren't suffering from your fever, Victor? You seem-"
"Oh, I'm just glad to get off this terrible ship. I haven't breathed in any fresh air in so long that wasn't like ice, this is a good opportunity for me." he said breathlessly, standing up quickly and nearly tripping. Victor's face was unusually flushed, and he looked positively wretched, but if he was ready to leave then he was ready to leave.
"I-I'll help stabilize him." the demon offered, offering some support that Victor only slightly grudgingly took.
The man's first few words both confused and concerned Robert. Why would he dream about him? About him grieving over his own death, for that matter? But that thought left his mind quickly as Victor's wild eyes pierced his. He knew it wouldn't do much good to try and get him to calm down, but he tried anyway.
"Slow down a bit sir, we don't want you fainting right as we get on the docks," he said, his voice as steady as he could make it. He glanced at the creature. "Thank you."
He led them out onto the main deck of the ship, then descending the plank that led to the docks, keeping an eye on the small man. Robert's luggage and whatever possessions Victor and his creation had were waiting for them.
(Yeah I can't analyze shit unless it's possible gay subtext, then I will analyze the shit out of it also Romeo and Juliet as a satire makes sense? Kinda? I don't know. It works, but I see it mostly as a tragedy tbh.)
(Oh God I felt that. Yeah it's definitely still a tragedy and modern takes that romanticize it piss! me! off! but I think there's shades of satire. Also saying that I think Romeo and Juliet is satire pisses off English teachers who think it's romantic.)
(oooh yeah I've never actually thought of Romeo and Juliet as satire either. I can kinda see it too, ig? tbh I haven't really read it before)
(I've only read it once, and that was for school. I want to reread it on my own time though, especially with all the Shakespeare stuff I do, be it acting or allusions in my own stories.)
Victor had nothing but the clothes on his back and the creature had just a few books he'd managed to save. The creature led Victor down the plank, carefully keeping him from fully teetering into the water and getting soaked. That didn't stop Victor from trying to fall, however, with him constantly tripping or aggressively fighting his way out of the creature's grip at random intervals. Victor didn't much like being restricted, and the creature was very close to completely carrying him as he saw it. But he allowed himself to be taken down to where Robert was waiting, and look around with confusion. This was very city for him, having been raised mostly out in the fresh air and bright sun, at least when the sun felt like shining.
Victor allowed himself to be released, and he promptly sat down on the filthy cobble. "Don't do that, you'll ruin that captain's clothes." the creature yanked him up, hissing. Victor made a face and simply leaned on his creation, a bit too tired and very much too delirious to care. "When will our carriage arrive? I need to sit down, my head is full of bees."
(yeah school just….. does not make reading appealing to me. The Odyssey might have been the exception tho, and in general I'm a huge bookworm. But still)
(That moment when you have to be the parent to your shitty creator who's going a bit insane from presumably the Bad Vapors or miasma or some idiotic shit.)
(das a big mood ya got there sir)
(I feel this with my cousins on a regular basis. They're five years older than me, they should be better than me.)
(I absolutely love classic lit (oh wow, Eva, what a fucking shocker that reveal is-) but I don't like reading for school either. I'm bad at articulating my own thoughts, especially if I like something, and so essays and such are hard for me. Also I have a bad habit of writing essays that aren't in snarky first person; I picked it up in middle school and it hasn't left.)
(Reading for school sucks. It took me forever to get into Tom Sawyer because of having to read it for school.)
(Surprisingly enough, some of my favorite books (namely Frankenstein, Much Ado About Nothing, and Hamlet) were ones I read for school and loved. But I also read them in middle school and so the "tell me what the blue curtain symbolizes!!!" stuff wasn't really there. I also made a Frankenstein-inspired instrumental playlist as an assignment but then somehow lost it and I'm mad about that to this day.)
(damn what I wouldn't give for a playlist for all my favorite books.)
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