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Contemplating
Petros Dohban was a young genius from Bosnia, Eastern Europe. He came from a poor village and his education was poor. His house was poor. The food was poor. The poorest of all though were the relations Petros had with his family members. He didn't like people and was generally considered a total hermit who only left his room for food.
All that time he spent in his room however, was devoted to self-study. Petros was gifted with the brain of a genius and learning was an easy thing for him, something that was amplified even further by his surroundings.
At some point in his life, after conducting an experiment that nearly caused his house to burn down, Petros was kicked out and told to not come back until he had the money to repay the damages done to his room. Wholly unprepared for this, Petros quickly found himself in trouble. He wound up becoming part off a maffia syndiacte and served as a"surgeon". He would perform illegal surgeries for the members or manipulate dead bodies so that they could be untraceable back to them. His skillful precision with the scalpel and general knowledge on about everything earned him the nickname "Herr Doktor" and he made very good money this way.
His unnatural precision had not gone unnoticed by other parties and he was soon approached by a British man, a Lord of sorts, and invited for a sitting. Curiosity got the better off Petros and he accepted. This sitting didn't go as he ever could have envisioned and his beilwderment was great when he saw himself transformed into an armored form.
The new soulcaster started working for the British lord and as such... Herr Doktor would end up becoming the infamous surgeon he is today...
New moc. The coat comes from some kind of dress-up doll for girls. (The pain I go through for mocs, seriously) I hope you enjoy the moc. Cheers!
Contemplating
Petros Dohban was a young genius from Bosnia, Eastern Europe. He came from a poor village and his education was poor. His house was poor. The food was poor. The poorest of all though were the relations Petros had with his family members. He didn't like people and was generally considered a total hermit who only left his room for food.
All that time he spent in his room however, was devoted to self-study. Petros was gifted with the brain of a genius and learning was an easy thing for him, something that was amplified even further by his surroundings.
At some point in his life, after conducting an experiment that nearly caused his house to burn down, Petros was kicked out and told to not come back until he had the money to repay the damages done to his room. Wholly unprepared for this, Petros quickly found himself in trouble. He wound up becoming part off a maffia syndiacte and served as a"surgeon". He would perform illegal surgeries for the members or manipulate dead bodies so that they could be untraceable back to them. His skillful precision with the scalpel and general knowledge on about everything earned him the nickname "Herr Doktor" and he made very good money this way.
His unnatural precision had not gone unnoticed by other parties and he was soon approached by a British man, a Lord of sorts, and invited for a sitting. Curiosity got the better off Petros and he accepted. This sitting didn't go as he ever could have envisioned and his beilwderment was great when he saw himself transformed into an armored form.
The new soulcaster started working for the British lord and as such... Herr Doktor would end up becoming the infamous surgeon he is today...
New moc. The coat comes from some kind of dress-up doll for girls. (The pain I go through for mocs, seriously) I hope you enjoy the moc. Cheers!