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Frank was now going to the University of Michigan. Though he had given up his obsession, Frank still genuinely liked animals. So, he decided to go to college to become a vet. Frank had decided to forget his past. He wanted nothing to do with anything about the first 18 years of his life other than his parents. Though deep down he knew he was different, he tried to pretend like he was ordinary. |
Frank was now going to the University of Michigan. Though he had given up his obsession, Frank still genuinely liked animals. So, he decided to go to college to become a vet. Frank had decided to forget his past. He wanted nothing to do with anything about the first 18 years of his life other than his parents. Though deep down he knew he was different, he tried to pretend like he was ordinary. |
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One night, as Frank was walking downtown, he noticed two men in suits, standing at a nearby street corner. While men wearing suits was a common site in Ann Arbor, what alarmed Frank was that they were staring at him. At first he thought it could be that they were just staring off into space, or that he was panicking. But after trying to look like he was just going about his business, he realized that they were indeed staring at him. As he went around a street corner, he quickly peered back around the corner, careful not to be seen. One of the men was on a cell phone, and both were now quickly coming his direction. Were they chasing him? |
One night, as Frank was walking downtown, he noticed two men in suits, standing at a nearby street corner. While men wearing suits was a common site in Ann Arbor, what alarmed Frank was that they were staring at him. At first he thought it could be that they were just staring off into space, or that he was panicking. But after trying to look like he was just going about his business, he realized that they were indeed staring at him. As he went around a street corner, he quickly peered back around the corner, careful not to be seen. One of the men was on a cell phone, and both were now quickly coming his direction. Were they chasing him? Frank quickly cut into a back alley. Maybe this was just his imagination. Maybe this was just him freaking out. He ducked behind a garbage can. The men came by the alley opening. They looked around. The tall man pointed towards the alley and the shorter man ran down it. The tall man continued running down the street. Frank held his breath. The shorter man stalked around the alley, looking behind the trash cans and boxes. |
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Frank had to confront this man. He needed to know why they were chasing him. He jumped out from behind the can. |
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| Frank Dudley | |
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| Known ability | Animal Mimicry |
| Formal name | Franklin Allan Dudley |
| Gender | |
| Age | 29 |
| Home | Cork, Ireland |
| Residence | Abandoned Church |
Frank Dudley is an evolved human with the ability of Animal Mimicry.
Character History
The Animal Boy
Frank had always been interested in animals. As a little kid he would frequently "go missing" in the large woods located behind his childhood home in the countryside of New York. He would spend hours out in the woods, finding and observing multiple types of animals. Sometimes, when it was really silent, he would focus on the animals he had found. After a little bit of waiting, something would feel different. He would almost feel connected to the animal, as crazy as it sounded. He felt like he understood it now, like he knew it's pain, it's joy, and it's need to survive. Sometimes he would even run among the animals, like he was part of the herd
A few hours later, he would find himself sleeping among the bushes and hear the familiar calls of his parents in the distance. Whether this was a dream or reality, he had no clue. He only knew that he liked it, and he wanted more.
His love of animals, for a while, seemed to foreshadow all else. He had very few friends other than his "animals", he had very few hobbies other than sitting in the woods, and had very few interests other than animals. At first this obsession was cute. People understood his obsession, as most little kids have one. It would go away eventually, his parents would say. But, it never did. He was sixteen, and now it was becoming scary. People wondered if he was autistic or had Aspergers Syndrome (Which, later in life, he was proven to have. His ability may or may have not aided in his obsession with animals).
When Frank turned 17, his father lost his job. After months of searching, Mr. Dudley found one. But it was in the most unfortunate of places for their son. His new job was in New York, New York. Frank immediately started shouting about how he wouldn't be able to see animals any more in the big city. Though his parent's assured him that he would see animals, Frank's pains were not settled. He knew enough about the outside world to tell when his parents were lying. But, he put on a cheery face and told his parents that it would be okay. Leaving their large, old farmhouse, the Dudley's set off towards the big city.
Big City Blues
In the 2 month of living in New York, Frank had concluded that there were no animals in this city other than rats and bugs. Frank had tried to find some. He had searched all of Central Park, but found nothing but rats and bugs. He searched alleyways for stray cats or dogs. He found rats and bugs instead. Frank, depressed and lonely, fell into a state of depression.
In a last ditch attempt to make Frank feel better, his parents took him to a local zoo. They promised that, while they couldn't take him here everyday, they would try to take him once a month. Immediately, Frank's depression let up a little. Frank could barely contain himself on the ride over. Not only was he going meet animals, but animals he had never seen.
When he came back from his trip to the zoo, Frank felt weird. This experience with the animals was nothing like it had been back in the woods. At first he thought it was the animals. Maybe they were just to unique for him to get any enjoyment out of them. But after he thought about it, he realized that it was him. Maybe, in his time away from animals, had just grown out of his obsession. Maybe animals weren't his thing anymore. While this was a depressing thought, it was also an uplifting one as well. This could be the opportunity he had been looking for. Maybe he could find interest in different hobbies now.
Frank, soon after the zoo trip, graduated high school (He was home schooled). Over the summer, he managed to make some new friends and get some new hobbies. Pretty soon, his "animal obsession" became a joke, a funny memory from his distant past. Little did he know that his "obsession" would be the most important aspect of his entire being.
2 Years Later
Frank was now going to the University of Michigan. Though he had given up his obsession, Frank still genuinely liked animals. So, he decided to go to college to become a vet. Frank had decided to forget his past. He wanted nothing to do with anything about the first 18 years of his life other than his parents. Though deep down he knew he was different, he tried to pretend like he was ordinary.
One night, as Frank was walking downtown, he noticed two men in suits, standing at a nearby street corner. While men wearing suits was a common site in Ann Arbor, what alarmed Frank was that they were staring at him. At first he thought it could be that they were just staring off into space, or that he was panicking. But after trying to look like he was just going about his business, he realized that they were indeed staring at him. As he went around a street corner, he quickly peered back around the corner, careful not to be seen. One of the men was on a cell phone, and both were now quickly coming his direction. Were they chasing him? Frank quickly cut into a back alley. Maybe this was just his imagination. Maybe this was just him freaking out. He ducked behind a garbage can. The men came by the alley opening. They looked around. The tall man pointed towards the alley and the shorter man ran down it. The tall man continued running down the street. Frank held his breath. The shorter man stalked around the alley, looking behind the trash cans and boxes.
Frank had to confront this man. He needed to know why they were chasing him. He jumped out from behind the can.
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Notes
- Frank suffers from mild Asperger's Syndrome