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Sometimes I like to make comic characters, this one based off myself. I base a lot of things off myself- they feel more personal.

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“When he walked into work the day after his family’s disappearance, he was… Deathly pale. He looked like a dead man. But I can’t blame him. The loss of your entire family? That’s a huge toll on a man- Especially one like Mr. Taylor. I told him to take the day off- go home, enjoy himself as much as he could, but he refused. He may be a bit off, but he’s got a good working spirit.”

- Oswald Graves, head of Cryological Science Department, Stateman University.

” Elliot Taylor is a shy shy man. He huddles away in a laboratory until the darkest hours of the night. He may seem like a work bug, but he has a secret. Mr. Taylor is occupied as assistant to the head of Cryological Research at Stateman University. He has access to some of the strongest Cryological preservatives known to the scientific community. Aside from his work, the only thing he has is his family. A day in late November, Mr.Taylor’s research took a turn for the worst- or best, depending on how you look at things. In a slip up with a preservative, an accidental chemical reaction created an entirely new serum, one that could freeze things….Alive.

He tested the formula on many subjects, ranging from fruits, vegetables, to small animals, anything he could get his hands on. But soon… Those things weren’t enough. He had frozen rabbits, mice, rats, and kept them alive. Frozen from the inside out, but alive. They didn’t satisfy his need to test it. So he did the ultimatum- and used it on himself. His organs froze, his heart stopped, and Mr. Taylor was rendered into ice. To his surprise though, and to anyone who would find out in the future, he was still alive. Mobile. Sentient. He had given himself the greatest gift… or burden, that has ever been known to man kind- The ability to contort and control ice and endure the worst temperatures. His body was frozen, stuck at a temperature of −273.15°C… whereas he became known to himself as Absolute Zero.

Fearing the thoughts of others, his family especially, he was driven into a constant state of paranoia, fearing rejection and the absence of his loved ones. In a bought of madness… He froze his family. His mother. His father. His sister. Their dog. He stole them away to the crevices of his basement. But unlike the other things he had frozen- These ones weren’t alive. But to him they were. Every day after work Mr. Taylor- Absolute zero - disappears to the bowels of his house where he visits his family, telling them about his day, about how much he loves them, and about how this is so much better for them than anything they could ever do.

Months passed. Elliot drew more and more into his madness, freezing and storing everything that means something to him. His abode became an icy wonderland, which none were allowed to set foot near. It was his sanctuary, his masterpiece, a place where he could have all the company he wanted without any of the burden of daily life.

Eventually though… someone found out. His sister’s husband, deciding to pay Elliot a visit as he does every so often, went to his house. Upon arriving, Elliot was not home, but the door was unlocked..

He opened the door, and what he saw petrified him in his steps.

Ice.

Everywhere.

How can one man live in such a way?

He searched the house, brushing the tips of his fingers against chairs, flowers, silverware, mesmerized by the crystalline sight. He explored every room, until he came to a door at the end of the hall. Ever curious, he opened the door, and descended down the steps into the faintly illuminated basement. It glowed with a soft blue, which emitted from a crystal in a corner of the room. He picked it up, and used it to inspect the area.

But he didn’t like what he found.

There, in the basement, statues. But they weren’t statues- They were people. Friends, acquaintances, and strangers alike. But the one that stood out the most, one in the very back… His wife. His wife who disappeared so many months ago. The cause of chaos and alcoholism in his life… right here.

He sped up the stairs to the front door, where he met face to face with Elliot- Absolute Zero.

They stared at each other for what seemed like forever. In a palace of ice, it may just have been.

He ran.

He screamed.

Elliot tried to stop him, grabbing onto his left arm- freezing it solid. Elliot lost his grip. The man got away. And soon, Elliot would be gone too.

Police came. He tried to escape, freezing everything around him, encasing him self in a block of ice in which he remained for years.

His icy cell remained in a high security prison for years and years to come, while Elliot remained in a deep, frozen sleep, who upon awakening, would wreak havoc upon the man that took the only thing he loved away from him- His family.”

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Description
Sometimes I like to make comic characters, this one based off myself. I base a lot of things off myself- they feel more personal.

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“When he walked into work the day after his family’s disappearance, he was… Deathly pale. He looked like a dead man. But I can’t blame him. The loss of your entire family? That’s a huge toll on a man- Especially one like Mr. Taylor. I told him to take the day off- go home, enjoy himself as much as he could, but he refused. He may be a bit off, but he’s got a good working spirit.”

- Oswald Graves, head of Cryological Science Department, Stateman University.

” Elliot Taylor is a shy shy man. He huddles away in a laboratory until the darkest hours of the night. He may seem like a work bug, but he has a secret. Mr. Taylor is occupied as assistant to the head of Cryological Research at Stateman University. He has access to some of the strongest Cryological preservatives known to the scientific community. Aside from his work, the only thing he has is his family. A day in late November, Mr.Taylor’s research took a turn for the worst- or best, depending on how you look at things. In a slip up with a preservative, an accidental chemical reaction created an entirely new serum, one that could freeze things….Alive.

He tested the formula on many subjects, ranging from fruits, vegetables, to small animals, anything he could get his hands on. But soon… Those things weren’t enough. He had frozen rabbits, mice, rats, and kept them alive. Frozen from the inside out, but alive. They didn’t satisfy his need to test it. So he did the ultimatum- and used it on himself. His organs froze, his heart stopped, and Mr. Taylor was rendered into ice. To his surprise though, and to anyone who would find out in the future, he was still alive. Mobile. Sentient. He had given himself the greatest gift… or burden, that has ever been known to man kind- The ability to contort and control ice and endure the worst temperatures. His body was frozen, stuck at a temperature of −273.15°C… whereas he became known to himself as Absolute Zero.

Fearing the thoughts of others, his family especially, he was driven into a constant state of paranoia, fearing rejection and the absence of his loved ones. In a bought of madness… He froze his family. His mother. His father. His sister. Their dog. He stole them away to the crevices of his basement. But unlike the other things he had frozen- These ones weren’t alive. But to him they were. Every day after work Mr. Taylor- Absolute zero - disappears to the bowels of his house where he visits his family, telling them about his day, about how much he loves them, and about how this is so much better for them than anything they could ever do.

Months passed. Elliot drew more and more into his madness, freezing and storing everything that means something to him. His abode became an icy wonderland, which none were allowed to set foot near. It was his sanctuary, his masterpiece, a place where he could have all the company he wanted without any of the burden of daily life.

Eventually though… someone found out. His sister’s husband, deciding to pay Elliot a visit as he does every so often, went to his house. Upon arriving, Elliot was not home, but the door was unlocked..

He opened the door, and what he saw petrified him in his steps.

Ice.

Everywhere.

How can one man live in such a way?

He searched the house, brushing the tips of his fingers against chairs, flowers, silverware, mesmerized by the crystalline sight. He explored every room, until he came to a door at the end of the hall. Ever curious, he opened the door, and descended down the steps into the faintly illuminated basement. It glowed with a soft blue, which emitted from a crystal in a corner of the room. He picked it up, and used it to inspect the area.

But he didn’t like what he found.

There, in the basement, statues. But they weren’t statues- They were people. Friends, acquaintances, and strangers alike. But the one that stood out the most, one in the very back… His wife. His wife who disappeared so many months ago. The cause of chaos and alcoholism in his life… right here.

He sped up the stairs to the front door, where he met face to face with Elliot- Absolute Zero.

They stared at each other for what seemed like forever. In a palace of ice, it may just have been.

He ran.

He screamed.

Elliot tried to stop him, grabbing onto his left arm- freezing it solid. Elliot lost his grip. The man got away. And soon, Elliot would be gone too.

Police came. He tried to escape, freezing everything around him, encasing him self in a block of ice in which he remained for years.

His icy cell remained in a high security prison for years and years to come, while Elliot remained in a deep, frozen sleep, who upon awakening, would wreak havoc upon the man that took the only thing he loved away from him- His family.”

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WIP