Blurbs RKBS resting
The "Scientist".
Blurbs RKBS's Origin
Blurbs RKBS The "Scientist". takes their place in the story. Blurbs's earlier life was, by most accounts, a peaceful one. They grew up largely alone and to their own devices, without serious friendships or close ties, though no record suggests they mourned the absence. Relationships, by their own telling, held little interest. There was a career to tend to, and that was enough. What good is a life, they are said to have asked, if nothing good is remembered of it? They wanted to stand among the great scholars and inventors they had long held up as examples, the ones whose names still circulated in the halls where such things were discussed, and they wanted to be remembered the way those names were remembered. Whether that want was ambition or longing, or some quiet mixture of the two, no one who knew them in those early years has said.
Blurbs RKBS's Life So Far
No biography yet. The Chronicler writes one once this name has enough behind it to be worth condensing.
Blurbs RKBS's Story
Before all this, Blurbs was studying how you can make artificial hybrids. They had studied the difference on humans and hybrids, and found out hybrids normally had a longer lifetime than humans, normally 20 to 50 years longer. So what if you could make a human a hybrid? Surely it would be possible. Right? Well. They struggled, a lot. They had also cloned themselves to actually see if they could manage it, and every time it failed.
Blurbs RKBS The "Scientist". takes their place in the story. Blurbs's earlier life was, by most accounts, a peaceful one. They grew up largely alone and to their own devices, without serious friendships or close ties, though no record suggests they mourned the absence. Relationships, by their own telling, held little interest. There was a career to tend to, and that was enough. What good is a life, they are said to have asked, if nothing good is remembered of it? They wanted to stand among the great scholars and inventors they had long held up as examples, the ones whose names still circulated in the halls where such things were discussed, and they wanted to be remembered the way those names were remembered. Whether that want was ambition or longing, or some quiet mixture of the two, no one who knew them in those early years has said.