My new ending to Mary Shelly's Frankenstein.

We had an assignment... it was to write a new ending to Frankenstein.

Walton in Continuation:
My Dearest Sister,

You have heard this strange tale which fills my heart with horror. Can you not feel the terror pulsing through your veins as well? My friend, Victor, fell much more ill than prior his already disturbing health. As I cared for my fatally ill-stricken friend, the crew wanted to mutiny. Even in his dire predicament, poor Victor fought up and convinced the crew to hold off one day longer to consider their decision.

The poor man lay in his death bed and upon the night the crew made up their mind to go home, Victor died.

I felt it in my slumber, his death awakening me. I flitted to his quarters and found the creature looming over the corpse. In a gruff mutilated voice, mumbles rolled out over the body.

"FIEND! Dastardly creature! You have tormented my friend until the life was lifted from his very body! Praise his tormented soul retreated to heaven rather than his hateful heart drag him to the very pits of hell!" I cried to him using my fist to show my agitation.

The awful creature turned to me with his grotesque mask excreting fluids which his dis-proportioned skin could not hold with inside him. I turned my face and he looked at me with curiosity and a grin which held a secret on his lips.

The creature held up his hands to show his intentions were harmless. "Peace my friend. Listen to me and try to understand my words for they are beyond what the mind can easily comprehend. You call me the culprit to Victor. Victor, my victim to cruel torturous deeds. This is not true. You do not understand. Victor created me, he was my father, my mortal god. Only as to you, he explained me as a physical being, as if I could actually walk and talk. As if I spoke to other humans than just him and scare people besides only himself. This is far from the truth."

My eyes which have been averting his this whole time were now locked onto his as horrifying as they were. My eyes were filled with confusion and the creature could tell.

"I can see the distress in your eyes. This is what I must explain. Victor created me in his mind, I am a mere hallucination of the monster within himself. I notice questions bubbling up from you, but you must hear my complete tale before I answer them. Victor had worked so hard on creating a being and giving it life, the moment it failed, I was born. Not being able to deal with failutre, he convinced himself that the creature, myself, had come to life. After my birth, Victor soon became very ill, taking on two personalities at one time is not an easy accomplishment. During his dementia, his hatred for his little brother grew as he was receiving the life that Victor so desperately wanted back. He had used me to destroy his little brother, but still be innocent of all crimes. When I approached him, asking for a woman to accompany me in my misery, it was truly Victor's own desire to be with Elizabeth speaking through me. He fought with me whether it was right nor not.
"Thus doing so, he decided to destroy my wife within destroying his urges of being with his dearest Elizabeth. He sought Clerval as competition to his beloved. Victor was set upon the thought that if he could not have her, than no man shall. Using me to cover for himself, he had me murder Clerval and upon the night of his wedding, I strangled his wife to death for Victor could no longer fight the urges to be with her. If she were dead, then she would be able to ignore. How sick poor Victor was.
"Convinced there was another being murdering his loved ones, he followed his creation of the inner monster deep into the northern region driving himself to extreme deprivation of nourishment. During his malnourished phase, he had lost me and was then picked up by you upon you vessel."

The creature looked upon me as if his tale had been unfolded. I waited fo the creature to continue, but he did not.

"May I make my inquiries?" I asked.

He nodded towards me motioning me to continue.

"If you are a mere figment of Victor Frankenstein's imagination, then how am I to spectate the very image of you?"

A deep grottling rumble shook my very core, I took this to be the creature's laugh.

"I got so caught up with this epic, that I forgot to include the utmost important detail. You and Victor are one in the same. He is you and you are him. As I am a figment of Victor's imagination, so are you. Upon creating a monster within himself, he also needed to create a personality that represented his innocence. You are the result of that."

Oh Margaret, I would be lying if this was not the most surprising information I encountered throughout this shock-fest of an evening. I tried to argue with the being.

"That is most false!" I declared. "I have a life back home. That of a quaint home and a darling sister who is married to her husband, my brother-in-law! Your words are simply not so."

At this point the creature's voice came to the volume of just below a boom.
"Can you not accept the truth as Victor did? You are more like him than I expected!"

"How did I pick up Victor in his state if it is fact that I don't exist? That cannot be explained!"

"Oh dear cousin, but it can. You see, Victor found a crew a little before this destination as of where we are now approximately a week ago. He had gathered them to come find me, but told them he was simply looking for new discoveries. That is where your life began. Can you answer why you felt it was the only thing to do with your life to come out here? Just for adventure? Is that your only answer?"

I shook my head in disbelief not being able to take in the disturbing information.

"But I have all these memories! And what of Margaret who I write so often?"

The creature sighed, "The memories you obtain are what Victor had set in there, and your dearest Margaret," at this the creature chuckled, "that is the faint memory of Elizabeth. Her husband is Victor's friend Henry Clerval. Oh! The suffering Victor's mind had put him through and now, now he lay dead. Still to never wander the earth again."

I looked with insight, "How can both you and I exist if our creator is dead?"

"Ah, as Victor was smart, as are you. What you see here is the persona of Victor. Victor was too sick to continue and I too savage to exist. If another were to walk into this room, they'd only view you speaking upon and empty room and a vacant bed. You'd be stamped as an imbecile and carried away to an institution, though who am I to say you don't belong in one?" he seemed to chuckle at his own thought.

"This is madness you speak and I will hear no more of it! I simply find it much to difficult to understand your words!" I cried in pure passion.

The monster stared me down with lazy eyes and I searched within my being only knowing oh too well the horrifying truth. My eyes softened and returned to the creature, "If I am to be the primary persona, then what is to be your fate?"

He looked away with despair out the cabin porthole. "I am to vanquish myself in a smoldering fire as that is the only way I can find symbolic enough to cease my existence." His head lifted to find my eyes, "And you my friend, what are your plans?"

I pondered upon this and my eyes lit with such treasures. "I am going to live my life as a jolly fellow should to return to Victor all his tormented hours and to you all the love for neglect and hatred."

The creature's lips turned into a twisted smile, "Remember, I will always be lurking in the deepest parts of your thoughts, over shadowed by your portion. As we all know, there's a little monster in all of us. And you, dear friend, are no exception."

And with that, he slipped out the window and jumped into the frozen sea. I retired to my chambers to write you this letter, Elisabeth, and I am now on my journey home to rejoice my new found life and live out my days in happiness. I must watch my sanity though, I refuse to be bound and gagged then thrown upon the shore only to be dragged to an asylum.
I shall return home as soon as possible if I am not diagnosed with Cabin Fever before my return.

With Love Always,
Robert "Victor" Walton.

Fantasy Wars

"The end is near, " whispered one of the warriors next to me.
I looked at him with confident eyes, " The hell it is. The world will end when I say it ends."
The warrior nodded and fell back in line.
I patted my unicorn and trotted forward in front of the soldiers. "Tonight, we become men."
A she flew in my direction followed by a cry. "Heeey!" cried a group of women.
"Oh! And women. Excuse me. Anywaaaaays, we will rise up and conquer our enemy, the zombie alien vampire werewolf lake monsters and take back what is ours!"
I threw my fist up thrusting my lightsaber into the air.
Everyone cheered except for a single man who coughed, "What are we taking back again?"
I facepalmed. "Our country. Our world. Zombie alien vampire werewolf lake monsters are invading from outer space to harvest our planet, remember?"
"Oh yeah," the man whimpered.
The enemies were lining up prepared for battle.
"Holy squad... you ready?"
A group of priests held up their super soakers with gold inscribed crosses. "God Bless!"
"Rangers?"
Men in ten gallon hats on horses cocked their silver bullet filled pistols.
"We're ready sir," a southern drawl rang out.
"And where's my snipers?"
A man with one tooth stood in front of his overalled plaid gang and asks, "Y'all ready?"
The rednecks replied, "Yee-haw!"
"Ok, and everyone else?"
A loud roar came through the valley.
"All right then. Let's chaaaaaaarge."
I kicked Sugarplum on her hips and whispered in her ear, "Let's go girl."
The unicorn expelled rainbows from her behind and launched into flight. The battle had begun and the warriors clashed.

I have created a being

MacZombie says:
.... you guys....
I've created someone.
I made him...
with my own imagination.
Aubri says:
oh no
MacZombie says:
... a long time ago... I met a man... his name was Zelda Death.
Clint has been added to the conversation.
MacZombie says:
Not many people talked to him
on the internet
but I did.
And we became close friends.
He told me about his life and how he has a fiance
named Trish.
the family guy forums eventually shut down
and I hadn't heard from him in a while
but he messaged me on myspace
and we ended up talking through myspace...
BUT then he dropped off the face of the earth again....
and I hadn't really thought of him.
A few months later we started a new forum and he came as Link Life
we retouched our roots and reconnected
he disappeared again though
and a few months later I asked myself where he had gone off too
and lo and behold... he suddenly appeared on Twitter
and we talked on Twitter...
then again he fell off the face of the earth
but then I thought about him and he showed up... this time... he's married. He married trish finally.
we talked for a bit... but then he disappeared again...
and just yesterday... I was taking a shower... and I asked myself... where is Link LIfe.....
and today.... he posted a tweet.
How can one person avoid the internet for so long?
...
I have the solution
he's a figment of my imagination.
He agrees as well.
He's calling me god/lord now.
/creator.
it's the only explanation I have.
Clint says:
question mark?
Aubri says:
wow
jennifer says:
totally.
MacZombie says:
... my mind... has been fucked.
Aubri says:
in the ass man
that was WEIRD
MacZombie says:
he has to be imaginary.
There's just... no other...
I seriously want to cry.
He only appears on the internet when I think of him.
jennifer says:
....
not good kenz
not good.
Aubri says:
wow
jennifer says:
does he appear after long bouts of the no sleeping thing?
MacZombie says:
... no.
Aubri says:
you sure?
MacZombie says:
And he's Zelda related.... so... I mean.... that would be me.....
OH
and he tried to tell me he could type in another language so I couldn't have thought him up
because I wouldn't know that language
but I have this nifty little translator
where I can read or write in any language.
Life... is so confusing.
Aubri says:
OMG
MacZombie says:
now he's complimenting my wittiness.
good creation
good
jennifer says:
I'm tired.
MacZombie says:
I took a nap yo
Jen...
Aubri says:
god this movie sucks ass (she was speaking about Inglourious Basterds and that's why the next head bang of texts takes place.)
MacZombie says:
asdjifgakjsdlbhkposdgn
asdf;lghao[isdg
jennifer says:
yes?
MacZombie says:
alsk;dfgutioa
aerjio
that was my face.
*(breath*
*breathes*
Everyone is entitled to their own opinion
*exhales*
okay
Jen...
jennifer says:
mac..
I dont think I want to know.
MacZombie says:
does this remind you of Crista and I?
http: //27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kx5mxbY0BT1qzdl9go1_500.jpg
jennifer says:
omfg
no way.
MacZombie says:
?
jennifer says:
yes.
to much.
MacZombie says:
it's quite frightening....
the internet...
jennifer says:
very much so.
MacZombie says:
... I thought I was joking
when I said...
It is my life...
it was an exaggeration
but look at me!
Look at what I have done!
I've created LIFE!
and the internet...
jennifer says:
You've given birth!!
MacZombie says:
it knows my life!
I am it...
and it is me.
We are one
and one are we.
I have... the world wide web....
at my fingertips!
SHALL I CHOOSE TO ABUSE THIS POWER?
I think not
for not only do I own the internet
but it owns me
We are both eternal slaves to each other!
Always vowed to bid ones' deeds
as I the other is to bid thy others'
our world... has just collided...
jennifer says:
.........
Mac...
did you takez some sleepinz pillz
MacZombie says:
I DID NOT

MacZombie says:
he's talking to me about Left 4 Dead now....
he is me.
jennifer says:
.......
MacZombie says:
and I am him
jennifer says:
I think life has finally broken you.
MacZombie says:
we are one.
jennifer says:
Is it sad that thats how I think about josh.
MacZombie says:
IF I COMMIT SUICIDE TONIGHT!
I want one of you to document my life
write it all down
what you can record that is.
for you don't know my life
and make a book about me
make me famous!
for I have
created life
and inanimate life has created me
jennifer says:
I really think you took something.
MacZombie says:
Or my eyes have just been opened!
To a world
that I had no idea bout!
a life...
that I did not know I harbored
until it spoke to me
face to face
after a long attire of non speaking!
Life... as we know it... is not... as it seems.
This whole time! I've been begging to go to Wonderland, when I didn't even know... Wonderland came to me.
jennifer says:
she took something.
Aubri says:
you sound like a crack head

I sometimes pretend I'm in a Zelda Game when I go in my Dad's Bathroom

because he has two doors and two sets of light switches, but they recently broke, so you have to have the right one on and the other one off in a various order.

So you run back and forth trying to figure out the correct way and maybe a key will drop so I can unlock the other door.
But then I think that it’s too easy and think that maybe there’s a floormaster over head
and he’s going to drop

So I scream and run out of the bathroom.

Because Floormasters are my biggest Fear in life. Right next to growing up.