eighth twist of the coil
You know, I just realized what day it is.
[Here is one Nikola Tesla, not sounding very happy. The whole madness thing had delighted him, but now things were back to the way they were and he had gone to the library again to distract himself from his boredom. Like always.]
[And, while looking through his books, he had remembered something he didn't want to remember. Excuse him, he's just feeling a bit ranty today.]
Today is the birthday of Thomas Edison. In case you people have absolutely no idea who that is, he's the guy who invented the light bulb. And no, I'm not going to explain what a light bulb is, I'm assuming most of you have enough sense to know what it is. Oh, and everyone just loves him for what he contributed to the study of electricity. "The Wizard of Menlo Park", indeed.
[His voice turns bitter, as if just mentioning the name gave him a bad taste in his mouth.] Oh, and he was also a conniving cheat who stole other's ideas and used them for his own gain. Did you know he helped create the electric chair just to prove his own ideas were better than anyone else? No? Overall he was a cheapskate who wanted nothing but power and fame.
...And yet everyone else thinks he's nothing but an electric messiah of some sort. Tch. Some messiah he was.
[And he goes quiet. Now he's going to brood over this for a while, cause that's what he does.]
[ooc: In case you're wondering why in the world he hates Edison, look at this and this (has some language) to get the idea.]
[EDIT OOC: Tesla's reaction to Thomas Edison's birthday in GIF form.]