Dgs Enoch - Blog Posts
Dearest Enoch,
Hey u still Mormon?
-The heavenly spirit
To this so called 'heavenly spirit',
The answer is no. I have not followed any doctrine for quite some time, and my upbringing has led me to reject Mormonism in its entirety.
As for you, if you truly wanted to pretend to be some sort of spiritual figure, especially one in the Mormon religion, you would learn your scripture. Are you the Heavenly Father, or are you the Holy Ghost? I realize they are the trinity, one in three, but they are also three distinct beings.
Scornfully, Enoch Drebber
Enoch:
Not long after your incarceration in late October, and due to some tragic events, The Professor case was reopened. Following the trial Lord Van Zieks has made the truth of those events known to the general public.
Has anyone told what that truth was? If so, how has made you feel?
Dearest anon,
I feel about that trial the same way I feel about that entire portion of my life: a time that must be moved on from. I feel grateful for the knowledge that I was not imagining what I saw that night, and of course enraged that the truth was kept quiet through the ending and ruining of lives, my own included. I did what I did to bring the truth out of hiding, and I am glad it lives in the open. I wish it could have been sooner, but I am happy that the public now knows.
Gratefully, Enoch Drebber
"I have made my own sacrifice because of my family trying to protect their blood in much the same way"
If I may ask you to elaborate on that headcanon?..
An excerpt from the diary of Enoch Drebber:
May, 1879, somewhere in the Atlantic--
I find that my arm has started to give off a foul smell. It would appear that my injuries had not healed enough when I found my way onto this boat, and now infection has sunk in. I fear I may lose more than a few fingers this time, though had I waited another few days, I doubt I would have ever made it out of Utah again.
The only reason I made it out of there without my father was, I believe, was that wronged man, Jefferson. Had he not shown up in Cincinnati as he had, my father would have had me in chains. And then in a cart, and then in a ring, and stuck on a farm. I still can hardly believe I made it out of there with my life.
I am surrounded by animals and their dung, which is not the place to nurse a wound, but it was all I could afford. If someone happens to check down here, I would not be surprised if I am thrown seaward, doomed to freeze or drown. That is, if I can survive the loss of my hand, my eye, the lack of food or warm, and the horrific thoughts within my own head.
I have lost track of the days, I know not if I sleep through them, I hope only that I can find my way to London, and to school within it.
Fearfully, E
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Enoch... Drebber!!!!!
🔥🔥GAaaAaaaaAAAaaaaAaaarrrgh AAAARRRrgggggghhh!!!!!🔥🔥
🔥Do. You. Dare. Mock. Me. Now. 🔥
🔥🔥DO YOU? 🔥🔥
🔥Aha ha ha ha ha haaaaaa 🔥
Well 🔥Do what you will...
You'll see... In due time🔥
I will be watching over her... Closely... As I always have...
And should the thought of deceiving her... Even fleetingly cross your mind...
🔥🔪I WILL NOT SPARE YOU🔥🔪
IT IS ONLY FAIR NOW
THAT I SHOULD PROTECT MY OWN BLOOD THIS WAY
Wouldn't you agree...
Mr Drebber?
🔥🔥🔥🔥AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
To presumably Courtney Sithe, or at least what remains of her,
I am glad to see I can always count on your levelheadedness in any sort of precarious situation. I am certainly thankful that your work is, or at least was, in that of dead bodies, rather than alive.
I am in no way trying to deceive your daughter. As for blood...
I have made my own sacrifice because of my family trying to protect their blood in much the same way. Do be careful of how tightly you hold onto them, as you may be applying a tourniquet to a wound or instead a healthy limb. Is it worth it to tempt the possibility of necrotic tissue that must be removed?
Scientifically yours, Enoch Drebber
Mr Drebber,
You? Being a college to my daughter? You must hold yourself in a too high regard to think you could be an intellectual equal to her. Ha! Do you think she'd be as foolish as to accept any drivel coming from a fraudster such as you? Do you think that *I* would allow you to go anywhere near her, you vile wrench, you abomination? Has it not been enough for you to ruin my life that you would seek to ruin my daughter's as well?
Besides... You, working for Scotland Yard? Do you think they would accept you, given your history? Was it not you yourself who said you had grown to despise this most upstanding institution? Or are you changing your tune now, as you have well done before, because it's convenient for you?
I will not accept this. I *will* make sure you stay away from my daughter, even if it means I'll have to drag you to the depths of hell with me!
Dr Sithe
To my until recently esteemed colleague,
I would like to thank you for putting such words into my mouth. I do not consider myself to be an intellectual equal to your daughter. If everyone in a workplace had to be as intelligent as one another, some morticians would have lost their jobs a tad sooner.
However, you do bring up a point that I had not properly considered. I was so enamored by the idea of progressing scientific knowledge that I forgot I would be autopsying for that horrifically corrupt organization. Though I hope it will be making changes to fix such things, I know too that I cannot depend on anyone or anything other than myself and the greed of humanity.
With all that said, there is one thing you've failed to consider: your daughter is intelligent and well capable of making her own decisions. Whether or not I become her colleague or friend is up to her, not you.
Best wishes, Enoch Drebber
To Albert: What compelled you to visit Enoch Drebber at prison after all that has happened between you too? What are your feelings regarding him?
Dear anon,
That is quite a difficult question, if I am being perfectly honest. I felt as though I could not move forwards with my life if I did not discuss with him what happened.
He was a large part of my life for a great many months. I thought the two of us were friends, that we could continue to be friends, and I sympathized with his plight. While I hate that he did what he did, that cannot be changed. All I know is that the two of us were a fantastic team.
Furthermore, he is a very smart person, and I needed advice in some social scenarios I found myself in. I am hopeless when it comes to such things, but Enoch seems to find a way to the center of every problem. I have been coming back regularly... it seems he simply wanted someone to listen to him, and I have endless time to do so!
With care, Albert Harebrayne
Enoch have you talkled to Benjamin??
Anon.
I... am quite pleased to say that he has visited me in my confinement. I was quite surprised to find that I missed him. He initially came to me for some advice on what to do about a particular predicament in his own personal matters, which I will not share.
I was shocked to find that Benjamin is an incredibly forgiving man. Despite the fact that I betrayed him, destroying his life of science, something that I could not forgive someone else for... he forgave me. Near immediately. He did not want to talk about science, which was an incredibly reasonable request.
But he did want to reminisce on the good times we had together. He shared news on his friends and various animals. He even showed me a few drawings he'd done. It was all quite... quaint. Fun, even.
Signed, Enoch Drebber
Enoch, would you believe me if I said that one day man would reach the moon using an as of yet unexplored method of propulsion?
Anon.
You bring up a fascinating concept. I have long wondered myself whether it was possible for man to reach the moon, or perhaps even further. I think I may believe that it is possible, though I do not know how long in the future that may be.
It is something that I myself will have to look into. I know that propulsion could theoretically be used to lift something rather than trying to imitate the flapping of wings or, God forbid, Benjamin's inane ramblings on teleportation. That being said... yes. Yes, I will have to look into the science myself.
Thank you for the idea. Enoch Drebber
To Enoch
What is the best Creature?
To anon.
I actually did quite a bit of work under a veterinarian when I was still living with my parents. I wanted to apprentice under him but my parents did not want this, so it was a bit of a secret apprenticeship. It was quite a bit of fun, and absolutely fascinating, but those years are long past.
Tat being said, my favorite animal is the humble pig. They are ferocious creatures with a strong personality and a penchant for eating anything. Quite literally anything, aside from metal. And that is certainly not for lack of trying, I simply believe they cannot process such a food. In fact, I know of only one animal brave enough to eat metal, that being the goat, though that is neither here nor there.
Pigs are intelligent creatures and I admire their tenacity. When I was younger, I would pretend an old ear of corn or an undesirable wooden crate was an effigy of whatever had been frustrating me lately. I learned later that there is a similar process in the South called voodoo. Fascinating stuff.
I hope this satisfies you. Enoch Drebber
To Enoch… he lives here
Thoughts on Rosie?
Anon,
I am afraid I don't quite know who you are referring to. Is it a woman? A child? An animal? Simply the flower in general? Either way, I seem always a bit calmed by roses. The concept of such a beautiful flower being protected by thorns, especially ones that will not affect me due to the metal nature of my hand...
I cannot help to relate to such a thing. They inspire me. I cannot explain as to why.
Signed, Enoch Drebber
Hi Enoch! What can you tell us about your hand?
Ace-chaser,
You mean this old thing? I created it myself many, many years ago. It is a fully functional prosthetic, the first and only of its kind.
I created it piece by piece, I have to wind it frequently, and it must be oiled, which is a problem, as I am... currently away from my place of residence. It must be removed every night, and for that reason I tend to sleep with it under my body. I am afraid that someone will steal it from me, as it is something that seems very expensive.
I will not deny that it was expensive. It took years to create. But it is something that aids me in my movement. Without a second hand, it is much harder to tinker. It is my most prized possession. I could not be more proud of having created it.
Thank you for asking.
Enoch Drebber