~Can't I forget at least once?~
(Interview 1)
Name:
" Professor Dillard Fransco Of the university, Harvard"
Was said with a sophisticated yet pained voice of something yet untold....
Nickname:
" I don't go by many names that you may have heard of, though I used to go by the name....
Vigilan. Though I haven't been called that in years"
The eyes looked around as if they were observing or almost.....Watching us.
Gender:
"Male, I can understand that it is a requirement to ask so I won't think to low of your IQ for now"
The words were said as if they were mocking us as it was insulting but.....we couldn't speak against him.
Race:
"I'm a proud Caucasian male, though I ask respectively you don't judge me on the color of my skin. We are all intellectuals aren't we?"
There was that mocking tone again, and we would've said something thi time if it wasn't for those piercing eyes of his....
Species:
We asked the simple question, but for some reason the subject stayed silent as he stared at us for a moment. His mouth may not have opened but I swear I heard laughing.....
"Human..."
The answer was quiet yet heard.
Sexuality:
" I don't care much for love or romance though there is a sort of lust towards women and men..." (BI)
From the looks of it he had successfully creeped us all out, and we started to question why we were interviewing this man.
The thought was out of our minds quickly....
Pronouns:
" I prefer male pronouns such as He, him, and his. Though it's fine if you mix it up....I've been called worse before."
His voice was something like a baby woukd listen to to fall asleep, though....his words would give adults nightmares.
Age:
" On January 18, A small little boy was born 26 years ago. Surprise Surprise~ that little boy was me"
It was easy to tell he was playing with us at this point, but some of us were a little more intrigued than we should have been....
Looks:
His hair was a little longer than most males as it's strawberry blonde locks had fallen over his light brown eyes....His skin was like a caramel that had just melted under a sun....burn Mark's were left all over his arms and a giant one on the left side of his neck. His nose was button like as his lips were plump and slightly above normal size . His eyebrows were smooth and his lashes were long, which compensated for his evil looking stare. There were freckles along his nose that really showed especially when he was in direct sunlight. He was recorded to be 5'11, and his build was quite muscular. He had a tiny scar on his right temple that looking at it seem to have been stitched before. Looking at him....
Was like looking at a
wolf in sheep's clothing.
Tatoos/piercings?:
" I have no piercings on my body, but on my back is a giant cross that covers to my shoulder blades to my hips. I got the tattoo when I was very young, because back then god was my only friend...."
If you ever looked at this guy you would not believe he was Christian, but if you hear him speak you could tell his faith was strong.
Personality:
Dillard was a well known professor at the college of Harvard. He was always diligent with his work, and students would always say he found ways to speak to their hearts through his teachings. He was intimidating, and very secretive when it came to his hobbies outside of the college. From what people can tell was that he is a very good man who is a genius when it comes to science. Though that maybe the only image
he may allows others to see....
Outside of the college, he is a liar. He manipulates and uses people for his own entertainment and experiments he says is necessary. He has a way with words that could make a completely happy man commit suicide just because he told him to. Dillard is a gentle man which is why he likes to take his time while dissecting.....
Quirks:
" I have Hyperthymesia. It causes me to remember everything I see and hear, and I am not able to forget it. It is a curse more than a gift really, I've seen somethings I'd rather forget...."
It's a pity that such a problem weighs down such an intelligent man. Though maybe god wanted to punish him for something he hasn't revealed to us....
Fears:
" I fear alot of things. I am not a brave man in the slightest but I surely am a curious one. I fear what I may find out and what I won't be able to forget. I fear my own memories most of the time....."
It was quite a weird fear to explain, but it made since coming from a man like him.
Stengths:
" My ability of persuasion, and my intelligence are what keep me sane. They have what made me into the man I am today, and truly a gift from god...."
That statement would have sounded nice if he didn't make such a distorted face towards the place behind us. We all feel a chill down our spine, and behind us is nothing....
Weaknesses:
" I have a bad habit of taking deals that are a little too risky for my own good. Some may consider me a gambler, but those people are the ones who haven't felt the rush of life when you know you have so much to lose. Another is my addictive personality towards science, and my pride that comes with it. It gets me in alot of trouble than you may think...."
We all glance at eachother after we heard this. We were all starting to crave a little more of this man's life, but we knew our filming time was coming to a close soon.....
Parents:
" My father left my mother and me when I was a young chap. I had never met my father until he came crawling to my door begging me to lend him some money. He looked so pitiful....a man that had abandoned me years ago was on his knees begging me for some cash. Of course I gage him some, but I also made sure I would never have to see thst human filth ever again...."
The filming crew didn't have any thoughts about it since they could emphasize with a abandoned child.
Backstory:
Dillard was a quiet boy who didn't have many friends and was alone most of the time. His father leaving had a effect on him that scared him as a child. His trust in humanity was depleting, and his home was falling apart. His mother had become very tired from working 4 jobs a day. Dillard was a kind soul to his mother and decided to find a job himself to help her with the load. Even though he was very young a group of men had hired him to give people some 'Medicine' to make them very sleepy so later they could collect the body. Dillard had gotten really good at drawing people out, and even when they screamed and kicked crying the syringe would always hit their skin without hesitation. Soon his mother had died of a panic attack when she had reached her maximum level of stress. Dillard mourned for a bit, and took on more of those tasks the men gave him to pay for his mothers funeral since he was 18 at the time. He was doing very well in school and even made it into the smartest colleges the world had to offer. Though he ended up picking Harvard, though on the first week of school he had gotten hit back a car and died.....When he woke up he had a strange dream of a voice 'Dillard, you are of the sin you have continously made....To punish you I will have you remember everything those people you've mercilessly killed, and yourself have seen....May their screams echo in your heads every night...' Dillard didn't think much of it till he had thought of many memories of looking at himself in terror, and that's when the screaming started......They wouldn't stop for days, and endlessly he looked for a cure. Doctors had diagnosed him with Hyperthymesia. When he took the medicine the screams seemed to stop, but only for a few hours. Dillard had soon become dependent on them. He decided that since God gave him this curse he could take it back, so he feel into religion to repent for his sins. Even after getting the tattoo and staying devoted for years, he could still hear the screams of those innocent people. He had graduated a year later, but there was something different about him after staying one night in the science classroom.....he kept mumbling something about a cure that could make his mind go numb with memories....He had gotten a job at the same college he had attended, and for some reason some students have been going missing......
If only they knew that to cure Mr.Dillard....
He needed more memories, because only one set of memories could change all of this....
Though he has yet to find the right set, and his problem is only getting worse making his Sanity crumbled down to nothing....
" I think that's all the questions I'll answer for today"
Dillard had stood up and walked out of the door leaving the interview to a mystery of what his past was like.
~Voice claim~
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