Hieronymus Graf von Doppler is an 'exiled' german aristocrat and a technical genius, with an unhealthy obsession for machines and other 'ingenious devices', who considers himself (or his inventions at least) as a gift to mankind.
His abilities in the art of 'normal conversation' are somewhat...lacking at times, prompting many people to consider him 'weird', even 'mad' (or just 'let's pretend we didn't see the strange dwarf over there').
Background (lengthy read - beware!):
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12.08.1843: Hieronymus Graf von Doppler was the firstborn child of Heinrich Graf and Johanna Gräfin von Doppler, a minor aristocratic family of Westphalia (at the time belonging to the Kingdom of Prussia as a province).
Although the Awakening happened more than 20 years ago and people started to grow accustomed to the sight of Metahumans it still came as a shock to Heinrich when the midwife announced the birth of a son, a healthy dwarven boy.
But the shock wore off and the young family learned to accept what could not be denied and did their best to raise the child as if everything was 'normal'.
While the von Doppler clan had suffered huge casualties in the Napoleonic Wars, Heinrich not only survived, but proved his worth as a capable military leader and so, after his return in 1815, the family grew in respect and relative wealth, making Hieronymus' childhood a carefree one.
To both parents' great joy, his sister Josephine was born as a beautiful human girl in 1847 and so the family continued to prosper.
1851: As a present for his 8th birthday, his father takes him to The Great Exhibition in London, his wife Johanna staying at home to avoid the strenuous travel during her third pregnacy.
Seeing all the ingenious devices at the Crystal Palace Exhibition, little Hieronymus is instantly faszinated and blissfully absorbs as much knowledge and ideas as his little brain can muster.
But soon enough the families luck and happiness would take a turn to the worse:
Upon return from Britain, they find the second son, Hagen (human as well), born 3 weeks early and his mother feverish and delirious, dying shortly afterwards.
After the loss of his wife, Heinrich grew distant and reclusive, yet trying not to neglect his children. Therefore, even though he never really approved of Hieronymus' strong attraction to technology, he still provided him with enough resources to buy all the books and parts needed for the constructions and experiments in his own little lab where he would now spend most of his time in, leaving the father to his brooding.
As years went by, his construction skills improved, his clockworks shrank while their complexity grew. Steam powered little vehicles first rolled, then crawled and finally walked around in his lab, their insides being a complicated mesh of tubes and valves challenging the even the Gordian Knot.
Then he started using electricity. At first they were mere attachments, raining sparks, arching lightning, more eyecatcher than useful part. Yet soon enough he found ways to integrate them, merging capacitors and wires with gears and valves in ways no one had thought of before. Other engineers and scientists he met with were intrigued, some awed and many jealous as the dwarf surpassed them one by one.
But Hieronymus wasn't satisfied. His devices, although state-of-the-art, weren't even close to performing the feats he had in mind. So he started spending an ever increasing amount of time hunched over his drawing board, and soon his designs became so complex that even his peer group of fellow engineers gave up on trying to understand his orderly structured blueprints.
He didn't care. He just locked himself alone in his lab, working day and night, nearly forgetting about his body's need for sleep. He knew he could do better, build something more ...sophisticated. ...No, something... INGENIOUS!
And he did.
His inventions started doing things no one was able to explain, moving faster and smoother than their parts should allow them to, evidently producing more steam, more electricity, more ...power than their engines should be providing.
And it didn't stop there.
Soon they were reacting to their environment, seemingly making decisions, adapting their behaviour, circling people when they stood in their path, shooting small jets of hot steam or arcs of lightning when these people intentionally blocked their route as if they had emotions, as if they could be annoyed or even angered.
And many visitors experienced something else: they felt ...observed. As if the machines could watch them, as if they were ...sentient.
And finally Hieronymus was content. Even though he started getting a lot of headaches recently. But he could live with those, yes, now that finally the ideas he carried so long in his mind alone took form for everyone to see.
Still, life moved on around the lab and 1863, shortly after turning 16, his sister Josephine married and left to live with her husband.
It was around that time that his little brother Hagen started visiting him in his lab, first watching curiously, captivated by the machines, who seemed to show some sort of attraction to him as well, soon spending whole days with Hieronymus, trying to assist wherever possible.
Their father was not pleased at all. He had long ago given up on his firstborn who was so 'unlike himself', but he would not let Hagen waste his life as well. No, Hagen would join a military academy and become a respectable officer, bringing pride to the von Dopplers, ensuring the proper succession, conserving their status, property and values.
Hagen was struggling at first, but after a while he gave in to his fathers wishes.
And then, twelve days before he would follow in his fathers footsteps, it happened:
Hieronymus slept soundly over his desk in a corner of the lab, exhausted after 18 hours of work, when a massive shockwave hit him, throwing him forcefufully on the ground. Before he found the time to gather his senses over the nausea of his churned intestines and the ringing in his ears, a wall of fire flashed over him, vaporizing his facial hair, singeing the rest and stealing the oxygen out of his lungs, leaving him breathless, unable to move, expecting to die.
But it was already over, he realized as charred debris started raining down around him and smoke started to fill the remains of his lab.
As conscious thought took over control from instinct again, he realized that Hagen must still be in this burning hell next to him and so he sprang to action, shoving burning parts away with his bare hands, trying to dig through to where his little brother must be. But to no avail. The smoke getting thicker with every breath he took, robbing him of sight and strength, he fled the fiery place that used to be his home for many years, the roof starting to collapse.
The blazing fire reduced the lab and several surrounding buildings of the von Dopplers property into piles of smoking rubble, thus losing its fuel and finally had to give in to the firefighters' efforts.
While Hieronymus was lost in an emotional vortex of sorrow, confusion, guilt, grief, madness and anger, his fathers stance on the matter of blame was certain.
It did not surprise him much when Heinrich, calm and collected, yet with anger flaring behind his sad eyes, asked him to make a long vacation and explore the world. His father provided him with a passport, bearing Hieronymus' picture, yet not his name, "for ease of travel" he said, and some funds.
So he set out, no longer his fathers son, for the only other place he knew: the capital of the United Kingdom, his own rainy crystal palace:
London
His old self's father had been generous, and so he was able to quickly establish himself a new lab, "YE Shoppe of Mechanical Aides and Devices" hoping it would provide him with enough income to resume his research and development of ever better machines.
But business was slow, many people were wary of his inventions (and their creator), and when they bought, only few days passed until they returned, claiming his devices to be 'broken', demanding refund or repair free of charge.
Why yes, of course they had to break, his ...delicate masterpieces in the hands of these ...clumsy IGNORANTS who never thought of performing the necessary maintenance!
He could not keep up this way, his funds running through his fingers like brass filings.
He had to find another way to put his skills to use...
Questionnaire:
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1. Who was the first person close to the character that they lost? What were the circumstances? (Give names and dates).
- His mother died shortly after giving birth to his younger brother (antibiotics not yet being invented in 1850 and all...) and the very same brother died in a "lab accident" (which also caused a major fire, turning several neighboring buildings into smoking rubble, only minor injuries for residents though)
2. Has the character ever killed someone? If so why?
- Not intentionally at least... (see above)
(Should he ever develop a Death-Ray he might need someone to test it on...)
3. If the character has ever killed someone, how did they feel?
- He felt an unhealthy mixture of sorrow, guilt, grief, awe and anger, yet these emotions only fueled his desire to show the world the 'true power of science!' (and quite a lot of people considered him 'off' afterwards, but they're all wrong... YES!, it's not 'madness' it's GENIUS!)
4. What would make the character betray or abandon his or her team?
- A booth at the "Great Exhibition of the Works of Industry of All Nations" maybe (too bad that was 19 years ago...)
5. Is there anything the character would give his or her life for (include possibles)?
- Yes, for SCIENCE! For people though...not very likely.
6. Does the character believe that the world is getting better or worse?
- He believes in 'living better through technology', so the rapid scientific progress makes him quite optimistic. If it weren't for all those frightened ignorants that make up 86,9(+/-0,4)% of the population who consider it "dangerous" and "unnatural"...
7. If the character stole something, how would he or she justify that as acceptable?
- If it's for scientific progress (read: parts he can use for his own inventions) he has no qualms at all. Otherwise he's aware that there's something in this society called 'property' and 'law' and 'theft' and 'prison', but he tries not to distract himelf too much with these matters, when the very same society cann still gain so much from him.
8. If the character cheated on a partner, how would he or she justify that as acceptable?
- Partner? Well, an interesting concept that he didn't get a chance to further evaluate after hitting puberty. Most women (and men for that matter) consider him 'weird' at best, and those that don't... well that could lead to some interesting results. Experiment!
@DuckEggBlue Omega:
-our characters have some striking similarities in their background and field of interest, I'm really curious to see how that plays out...
-interesting you mention tech and drones, I just pm'ed meriss about that theme (having a drone-heavy char and all)
pm here
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So here's my take on SteamSR technology (based on Natural Laws, spiced with fiction for more interesting devices):
As microchips don't exist yet, we're looking at a technology based on mechanical (with clockworks being the most 'advanced' in that category and providing the 'smarts'),
hydraulic (if cleverly constructred could provide some sort of 'analog circuits')
and very simple electric (most of it just power generation&distribution with some flashy effects and lightning rods for style, as diodes and everything based on that just isn't there yet) parts.
Which works nicely (especially with a small dose of 'fiction') for all kinds of machines (from automated household items to vehicles) that are capable of performing even very complicated tasks if they're programmed accordingly.
The biggest problem is remote input:
While it should be no problem to build, say, a selfpropelled, armed vehicle (read: combat drone) programmed with
-move forward 10m, then stop
-move in a clockwise circle with a radius of 5m for 3 hours
-move forward 6m, stop 5 seconds, move 8m in a 30°angle, then shoot your gun
or any other program of any desired complexity, you'd still have to come into physical contact with your drone to push the button corresponding to the program you want it to execute (or have a wired remote control in your hand with a physical cable connection running to your drone, as we got no radio signals yet) and -most importantly- you're far away from commands like 'follow me' or 'attack that evil guy over there' because your drone can't see you (or the angry troll charging at you, for that matter).
Right, no electronics means no cameras (normal, thermo or otherwise), no radar, laser range finder or other useful stuff you got in your 'normal SR' Sensor package which provides your device with all the input it needs to do anything interactive.
So -nothing- equivalent of a pilot program.
Leaving a rigger in that setting with about 1 useful solution: he'll have to remote control his drone all the time (preferably with a wired rc), which will keep him quite occupied with only one drone active at a time.
And that's exactly where Magic (especially Possession Spirits) and Technomancy (with their machine sprites) come into play.
And the answer was: 'pretty much, yes' (ok, the wording was different)
btw, I took the Magic+Tech path (details follow soon - need some sleep first)