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It Ain't Braggin' if Ya Done It

Sui Generis, but Call me Todd

Created on 2005-02-03 20:21:40 (#6008956), last updated 2006-12-08

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Name:The Immortal
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Short version: Immortal. Human. Immortal and human. Not a vampire. Not one of those "Chop off your head and lightning shoots out of the neck" Immortals. Pulse. Heartbeat. Charming smile. Good skin, good hair, good teeth. A thousand years old. Sui generis. One of a kind. I started off Italian, or possibly Rumanian. Since then I've been Swiss, I've been Prussian, I've been the sheikh of Baghdad. Mostly American these days. Where the power is. You can call me Todd.

More of that David Copperfield kind of crap, if you want to know the truth: Noble prince. Devotee of the Lady Ramona. As a reward for his great valor -- or because some goddess was jealous of his beauty -- or as a punishment for his arrogance. (Well you didn't come for the whys and wherefores, did you? Which is fortunate, because I couldn't tell you. Even though I was there. I'll get to that). Long story short: the saint or the goddess or the demon grants him immortality. And since then, he has(oh, let's be honest) I have spent a thousand years bopping around this tiny planet. Can't get old. Can't be killed. Did I mention more or less irresistible to women? Spent a bit of last spring in Rome with a vampire slayer. . .a recreation I highly recommend. Sounds pretty damn good so far, huh?

Three little problems:

1. Boredom. A thousand years bopping around this tiny planet, and you start to feel every inch of the tinyness. You remember the one about Alexander the Great at 25, weeping because there were no more worlds to conquer? I didn't get there quite that fast, but sometime around the Third Crusade, I had mastered every art and science known to man, and I had to wait for them to invent new ones. Did some of the inventing myself, but man, the Middle Ages were slow. Things picked up in the Industrial Revolution and with the digital age I do manage to keep busy. The money's mostly in telecom these days, but I have my eye on a few things. And no. I'm not going to tell you.

2. Memory. Oh yes. It's a funny thing, but the human capacity for memory turned out to be finite. It took me a while to catch on, but one morning in Konigsberg in 1790, when I was having breakfast with Kant, I looked across the table at the Immortal Immanuel, and I couldn't remember how I'd gotten there. My human memory was full, like a pitcher, and the only way to let anything new in was to pour something else out. So I lost the goddess's name, I lost the name of my native land, and finally I surrendered my own. I can still make new memories but, well. . .I have to want them. A lot. Otherwise, if I don't write it down? It's gone. Very soon. So don't take it personally if you've known me as a friend/benefactor/sworn enemy/life partner, and I look right through you. Introduce yourself again. Trust me, I'm a fun guy.

3. Lady Ramona. Yes, well, I'll get to her. Once I've known you all a little better. For the moment, I'll just say quote what my brainy lady Summers said in Rome: "Curses suck. A lot."

This is a character journal for use in the community [info]theatrical_muse. The Immortal is owned by Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy although -- I must say -- just barely.


Note: Yes, the Immortal has no face and about 5 lines of reliable canon reference in one Angel episode, "The Girl in Question." The rest is me, but you just know he looks like Freddie Prinze, Jr. Come on, you know it.


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