Frankenstein's Monster
' Frankenstein's Monster 
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| Difficulty | 23 |
| Attacks |
Claw 3d8, Claw 3d8 |
| Base level | 20 |
| Base experience | 635 |
| Speed | 8 |
| Base AC | -5 |
| Base MR | 50 |
| Alignment | 0 (neutral) |
| Frequency (by normal means) | Unique |
| Genocidable | no |
| Weight | 1400 |
| Nutritional value | 600 |
| Size | large |
| Resistances | cold, shock, sleep, poison |
| Resistances conveyed | |
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Frankestein's Monster:
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| Reference | SLASH'EM 0.0.7E7F2/monst.c#line3569 |
Frankenstein's Monster, ', is a unique monster that appears in SLASH'EM and SlashTHEM. He is a type of undead golem that is very similar to a much stronger flesh golem, possessing all the same elemental resistances minus fire resistance.
Frankenstein's Monster has two strong claw attacks. Eating his corpse or tin is guaranteed to convey one of cold resistance, shock resistance, sleep resistance, or poison resistance, with an equal chance of each.
Generation
Frankenstein's Monster is always generated within Frankenstein's Lab, where he is found wandering the maze surrounding the lab.
Frankenstein's Monster will always generate with 400 HP. He leaves a corpse that is aged 100 turns upon death.[1]
Strategy
While Frankenstein's Monster has a lot of HP, solid AC of -5 and hits decently hard, he is unlikely to be a huge threat by the time he is encountered: his melee attacks hit only moderately hard for the depth he is encountered at, he has no special abilities, and he is fairly slow at 8 speed.
As Frankenstein's Monster is mindless, locating him can occasionally be difficult - a potion of monster detection or detect monsters spell can make him easy to spot. For players who are determined to kill him, the corpse is generally unsuitable for consumption without using a tinning kit, but provides valuable resistances in the event you lack any of them - Frankenstein's Monster is also not human, meaning there is no fear of cannibalism.
Encyclopedia entry
With an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, I collected
the instruments of life around me, that I might infuse a spark
of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It was
already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against
the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the
glimmer of the half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow
eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive
motion agitated its limbs.
How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how
delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I
had endeavoured to form? His limbs were in proportion, and I
had selected his features as beautiful. Beautiful!--Great God!
His yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and
arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and
flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; but these luxuriances
only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that
seemed almost of the same colour as the dun white sockets in
which they were set, his shrivelled complexion and straight
black lips.
