Name: Doctor Gregor Karloff
Age: 82, presumably
Description:
<thatkid> well karloff's science abilities stem in part from his massive dick
<thatkid> which was so large that if he ever got a boner, he'd pass out
<thatkid> so he was forced to focus on his studies, lest he pass out at a moment'
<thatkid> s notice
<thatkid> from the age of 13 onwards
Ironically, Doctor Karloff was the product of genetic engineering. Less ironically, unless one would like to consider it a sort of cosmic irony, Doctor Karloff is the second to bear the name and title- the first was his father, an immenent genetic scientist who was, eventually, executed for crimes against humanity.
In short, Karloff,
Gregor Karloff, was widely hailed as a genius even in his youth. He was dedicated. To his research, and to the advancement of the many fields which he studied be they anatomy, biology, genetics, chemistry, or physics. So dedicated, in fact, that he had little room to dedicate any portion of his life or studies to the moral code by which all scientists must bind themselves in order to remain sane.
No. Karloff was smart, Karloff was a genius. But Karloff was crazy.
It was because of this, perhaps, that when he began to reach old age, he began to slip up. You remember it, I'm sure. It was all over the headlines:
MAD DOCTOR KILLED MORE THAN JUST FALSE PROOFS. The students at the university at which he taught had been going missing for years, but the Federation had simply chalked it up to piracy and human traficking. Nobody,
nobody, had thought that their Professor might have been preying on them, making them out to be test subjects in his twisted (if enlightened) experiments.
But when the Interstellar Police came for him, Doctor Gregor Karloff was gone.
That? That was twenty years ago. Now, Karloff lives alone. Or as alone as one can get, when their only companions are mindless husks of metal and the sputtering almost-AI of a hacked and derelict space station. He has been testing, waiting. Theorizing. Working on theorems and ideas, trying to puzzle out that last secret, the one that eluded him. But it's time now, for his studies to begin anew. He needs to test, and for that, he needs subjects.
Traits:
Master Biochemist: +2 to rolls involving biology, chemistry, and genetics.
Engineer: +2 to rolls involving the creation and manipulation of technology. Also to physics and mathematics, obviously. What kind of Engineer do you think he is?
Drone Squadron: 1 Land Regiment. A robotic combat force built by Doctor Karloff himself, with the intended goal of defending his body and research, acquiring "test subjects", and keeping those aforementioned subjects in line.
A shitty, derelict space-station. (Free, as per Filex's consent)