A blog where you, the audience, can look into the everyday thoughts and activities of Nicholas van Hyperchan. Get to know him and learn what he is truly like, but be warned. One wrong move and you may become his next meal | not and RP Blog | Written by fire-rose | original character can also be found on kaiju-crimson-storyandask
“Earth date: 24th of November, 2021. Time: based on celestial positioning, sometime between one and two in the afternoon.
The human woman I ‘ave brought into the family is fully healed and already back to taking jobs. I ‘ave my medical tools prepared fer whenaever she comes back. Her line of work is very life threatening for humans, so it is important to always be prepared.
Gods, humans are so bloody fragile.
As for Experiment 7812, we are finally back on track with its progress. The strength o’ its claws ‘ave improved in strength and sharpness exponentially since its last training session. It is currently healing in its designated quarters. It seems to ‘ave developer that instinct for subconscious control over its own blood. The injuries are covered in a protective layer o’ crystallized blood. Fragile, but sharp enough to harm anyone and anything that attempts to aim for the same spot twice.
You don't know what happened? Is there anything you remember before "it" happening, at least?
“None o’ us can remember what happens. It’s a miracle that Nicholas even managed te figure out wot day it is!” ~ Crimson
“Yes, I can remember most aeverything that happened before “it” happened. I was doing my research as usual. Just not recording any o’ it, fer safety reasons.”
For the safety of your records, ye mean.
“Shush. Mhmm. Anyway, some things occurred during that. Apparently a certain someone I know found out about how I treat my modified clones. Things happened and I, well, I —”
He felt regret. And as much as he complains about how ‘useless’ emotions are, I know that’s a good thing. It’s progress.
“Anyway, if the bird is done interrupting, next thing I remember is starving. I felt hunger, but my appetite was gone. It became impossible to do anything. I could not think, could not sleep, eat, focus, or anything. It felt like I was loosing not only myself, but aeveryone in my mind as well. Then, well, nothingness. Nothing but raw instinct.”
It’s not the first time. But this is the first time we completely lost ourselves.
“Gods... I am far too tired to be wrapping my head around wotaever happened. I do not think any o’ those... “alters” even understand wot happened. So I will instead be answering any questions. Who knows, I may put my face out there fer once.
Perhaps some sketches will do from time to time.
By the way, the woman I have adopted is fine. She did exactly wot I asked her te in order te stay safe during my... absence. She does not wish to speak in this time. Poor thing has been through a lot. And I look forward to meeting her old family again very soon.”
“Earth Date: November 16, 2021. Time... it does not mat’er. The fog has rolled in and it is getting colder.
I ‘ave managed to get Experiment 7812 back in line fer now. It was not easy, seeing as it has developed this off mentality that it needs the company o’ others. I cannot allow that. It is simply not safe out there fer it in its current state. It can leave the premises when I say it can.
...
*sigh*
It is now fully adjusted to all commands. From triple zero all the way to triple nine. And I noticed it seems to be learning to read.
On its own.
That also was not part o’ the plan. I do not know how it has begun to understand the written word. Even writing in my native language seems to be easy fer it to learn to understand. I will ‘ave to find other methods o’ taking notes so it does not get any bright ideas.
Do not bother asking me why I ‘ave been gone so long. Things just... happened, and I had to recapture Experiment 7812.
Now if ye will excuse me, the lil bugger needs to learn wot happens when it makes attempts te escape.”
It seems time has once more flown by me. No surprise there. When there is work to be done, time does not wait fee ye. Howaever, it is also not as linear as humans tend to think.
I am not ‘ere to talk about that, howaever. I am here to talk about my progress and record any findings. So far things have been promising to say the least. Experiment seventy-eight-twelve has far more potential thanks to that mutation it had gone through last I made an audio log.
I am looking forward to how things evolve from here.
“Earth Date: January 28, 2021. Time: some time between nine and ten in the morning based on positioning of the celestial body known as Sol.
Experiment 7812’s training is going smoothly just as expected. I ‘ave been slowly making it more difficult up until recently te test his speed, strength, and endurance. A few days ago I brought it up a few more notches, as a way te make sure it understands that things will not always be so easy and predictable. It did not manage te land a single proper hit, howaever it did manage te pin me against a tree before it hesitated.
I believe I may ‘ave found a way te trigger some deeper instincts. Instincts which actually allowed fer one thing te mutate its back inte his design. That was not part o’ my plan, but it is very useful information.
Experiment 7812 is now able te use his own blood as a protective barrier. Just like myself. Black crystaline structures just out of his wound, but only after some time o’ bleeding. My own blood does the same thing but at the exact moment I am injured. It is an instinctive trait that cannot be stopped until the mind and body can agree that the danger has passed.
The good thing about this is thatnow I can teach it how te heal itself with its own blood. I will not ‘ave te waste my own on fixing it once it knows how to do that on its own.
However, back te how well it is doing with the training process... I get the feeling someone might ‘ave spoken te it at some point. 7812 has begun te show signs o’ rebellion. Very minor actions, but noticeable. I will ‘ave te fix that.”
I’m not the doctor between us all. How do I deal with a currently unconscious woman? Who’s back is really badly, um, hurt? I think the wound’s still bleeding. It’s kind o’ difficult te tell.
Nicholas doesn’t normally use stitches fer things that are this bad. So he uses crystallized blood fer it. That makes it difficult te tell if it is her blood or ours.