base info

• skektek the scientist
• he/him
• fuck you and die
• the dark crystal

memories

• tektih was a very small urskek, with very tall dendrites. i recall, as tektih, a lack of respect, but a knowledge so extreme we had to be esteemed in some ways.
  • we were not the ones that came up with the plan to gift aughra the orrery, but we knew the knowledge the stars held. perhaps it was a tip.
• i don't recall the division, but i recall watching many skekses die. i recall the sights of them ripping at each other, the way it made every nerve tingle.
• i was the "runt" of the skekses. i was the smallest, and everyone treated me as such. every one of the skekses held some sort of grudge against me. i trusted no one. however, i still had vague semblances of relationships with them.
  • sidetic was my only friend. the rest of the animals in the chamber of life were close as well.
• i rarely left my chambers. my only sense of time was via podling servants bringing me dinners. i learned to know them by face eventually.
  • my chamber was not actually that noisy. many of the animals i kept in their cages were too frightened to make noise; they could not make noise, even if they wanted to.
• the original skeksis language featured in the workprints is very similar to what i recall speaking. clicks, hisses - very animal.
  • we also hissed at each other frequently. many animalistic qualities.
• i put the nail through skekgra's head. our goal was to lobotomize him, and it worked.
  • i was quite happy to. the conqueror was one of those majorly unkind to me. i was very surprised when he finally cracked.
• i remember hand-rolling the tubes of essence from sort of fiber or paper. it was a very painstaking process.
• i had to reverse-engineer the essence-draining process to build the machine, not the other way around. i was a scientist, not an engineer.
• the peeper beetle liberally crawled around my skull. i remember bleeding profusely for many days. it allowed me analysis, but nothing more.
  • i will never, ever forgive skeksil for this.
• i made my own eye.
  • it was not perfect; if i strained it too hard, it would often spin uncontrollably or burst open, sending its many pieces across the room.
  • with all due respect, i made it with no sense of depth perception.
• i don't recall my memories of skekmal's "death" yet; however, i'm certain they're around somewhere.
• the abuse i suffered at the hands of my fellow skekses eventually broke me as well. a god complex burst through my ribs and suddenly i was anew. i felt i deserved more; i would take it with force if i had to.
• the garthim were my proudest creation.
• we drained a majority of our servants, until they were barely capable of doing their jobs. it was boring.
  • draining eventually became tiring. its sadistic qualities died away, and as the gelfling population diminished, my fear of my demise strengthened. however, it kept me alive.
• i amputated my own arm, leg, and part of my jugular vein. i would not be surprised if i took samples from my own body in other places.
  • the amputation of my arm was very painful; however, the arm i fashioned was perfect, and linked up faultlessly with my preexisting nerves, muscles, etc.
  • my leg was less painful but a more flawed structure. it was slightly shorter than my live leg, and very hard to move. i eventually needed a cane to walk well.
  • both were hard to keep disinfected. i preserved both amputated arms and analyzed them further, likely to better understand how a skeksis body decomposed.
• i was the doctor of the emperor. he hated me, and would continuously not cooperate with me in treatment. i believe he deserved what was coming to him.
• kira being brought in was a surprise. i recall pinching her by the back of the neck to keep her from squirming, and having a very hard time moving her around.
• the skekses and the mystics were much more physically similar than expected. all of our skin was a dusty yellow; however, the skin of the skekses was thinner, and less yellow. mixing with the colors of the muscles and blood caused purples and blues. i turned yellow with age; so did my wounds. the mystics had very thick skin in comparison.
  • had i not been killed, i would not have lived much longer post-film. my yellowing skin was very potent proof of this.

relationships

• skeksil the chamberlain was my greatest enemy. i despised him, and i don't doubt he despised me in turn; however, he came to my chambers most commonly. i will never forgive him for all he did to me. i wish i could say i was jealous of him... but who would want to be the chamberlain?
• skekso the emperor was scared of me, i'd like to think. he despised me, and made this clear. his expectations of me were far too high to be realistic. i hated him; however, disrespect would have me injured or killed.
• skekung the garthim master was irrationally angry. i disliked him because he was brutish. he was disrespectful, and had a miserable temper, that usually ended in the destruction of everything within arm's reach... however, he did respect my work. he was tolerable, let's say.
• skekgra the conqueror and i did not speak. however, he hated me. his head was the highest, if we call that height. i believe this contributed to my feelings about him. the heretic was a completely foreign entity to me.
• skekmal the hunter had my admiration. however, we also wanted nothing to do with each other.
• skekna the slavemaster and i were kindred spirits in that neither of us wanted any involvement with the rest of the skekses. however, we hated each other the same. he was closed-off, only trusting his selection of slaves, which he kept safest from draining.
• ...i wish not to speak on my relationship with mother aughra.
• i do not know my relationship with urtih the alchemist, and i lack we had any interaction.