I am repeatedly falling in love with this WIP.
Ah, I’m so in awe of how the MC has a personality- and a strong one, that doesn’t alienate those that read it, but rather draws them in, simply because the MC is written in such a way that multiple mindsets can see multiple versions of the MC.
My psycho-analysis parts are squealing in glee. ^^;
I decided, for my main MC, to destroy the exhibits.
My MC…is messed up. She knows what she is doing, knows it is wrong, yet doesn’t want to analyse herself and ask the questions of ‘why’ she thinks this is a solution to her problems.
She knows herself, but she doesn’t want to know herself. It’s always easier to pretend. Isn’t that what she does- what she has always done? Pretended to be oblivious, pretended to be the better person, pretended to be right, and good, and moral? For what? A pretty face? A crowd?
She never cared for them. She cared for Ortega, but he wasn’t always enough.
He couldn’t be enough.
She ran away.
It’s easier, letting yourself be swallowed by misery, looking at the sunlight, wanting it, but hating the route to get there. Getting there meant relinquishing the faded comfort of anonymity, and it meant not lying.
But now there’s a puppet for Ortega.
While MC slowly goes further down the rabbit hole…
Yes, I do have a vision of MC stuck hovering over the world, strands from her fingers connecting to hundreds of wooden puppets with beautiful smiles, surrounding Ortega, letting him see what he wants to see, even as MC kills minds over and over to create this world.
…I do kind of want an option for her to go bat-poop crazy and lose it, and Ortega manages to patch her up at the end, casting aside the puppet.
Girl needs some TLC, yo. XD
But, Mortum is also cool. Hence, they deserve another character.
ARGH THIS GAME IS TOO GOOD