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I’m still trying a hang a way of shading stuff that I actually like the look of and Winchester has been the subject of these rendering experiments. This one also got combined with background practice!

bonus version below the cut lol

HOLMES LC-DT Sprite

YAY my 2nd sinner, Soren, finally has a talking sprite imitating the game's art style

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She’s fine. It makes sense why she upset. Her dad made her dump her boyfriend and said ex boyfriend was attacked her verbally very very badly, only for him to be weirdly flirty later.

Then her ex murders her dad and makes “Oh no, stinkyyyy” jokes about the corpse.

disclaimer: you're absolutely entitled to your own opinion 100% and im not trying to judge you for not like identifying with ophelia or not liking her or anything but i need to get my thoughts out somehow

like like obviously you're entitled to your own opinion im not trying to just like - force an opinion on you or god forbid shame you for just not liking a character :sob:

ophelia is like. such an amazing character in so many ways??? her grief is not bc "her dad made her dump her bf, her bf shouted at her, he murders her dad & is mean about it" like that is . kinda an oversimplification

ophelia is one of the most perfect examples of the trauma, grief, and rage contained within shakespearean women, right alongside beatrice's "oh god that i were a man! i would eat his heart in the marketplace" (act iv, scene 1). (yes i know much ado about nothing is a comedy, no i don't think it takes away from the intensity of this line, no i don't think it's overused)

trying to reduce her character to revolve male characters' actions is. kinda reductive. yes she is mourning her father, yes hamlet was responsible for his murder, yes hamlet said unforgivable, horrific things to her. however i don't think that's the main point of her character

ophelia is constantly used as means to an end, by everyone, by all these nobles who didn't give a flying fuck about her. polonius tried to control her, they all tried to use her to "solve" hamlet's behavior (and okay, this also shows how grief is treated overall - extradiegetically how scholars say ophelia was "driven to madness by hamlet's rejection" and diegetically in the play how they think hamlet is just suffering from unrequited love)

and listen, you really, really can't deny the depth and sheer power of act iv scene 5 when ophelia says (although honestly when i read it i hear it as a shout or a scream) to all the nobles "pray you, mark" ...like ophelia is not just a woman crazed by grief at hamlet's rejection and her father's death; she's also filled with rage. oh god, that she were a man, you know??

and think about it like this: how ophelia and hamlet are character foils and yet so fucking similar when it comes down to their basic traits

they're character foils obviously bc like the most common difference is: hamlet responds to his grief by inflicting death on others (polonius, rosencrantz and guildenstern), ophelia responds to her grief by inflicting death on herself; hamlet responds with blades, ophelia with flowers; hamlet with monologues, ophelia with songs - have you read the poem "trying so hard not to be ophelia you become hamlet" bc that expresses it so much better than i could.

but also they're so fucking similar in that they both care so much about their fathers; they both try to do exactly what their father tells them. ophelia's father wanted caution - and she broke things off with hamlet, not bc she was forced to against her total will, but bc she valued her father's opinion above all else. hamlet spends the whole play figuring out ways to avenge his father - yes, he also debates whether or not to do it but above all he wants to carry out his father's wishes; hamlet's father wanted vengeance, and hamlet tries to comply.

they value their fathers & their fathers' opinions and values above all. they respond to grief with violence, death. they're both suicidal. and yet they spiral in different directions yk??

i beg you to reread act iv scene 5, please please i beseech you. is ophelia mad with grief because of hamlet? because of hamlet's rejection? i view it more as like. when her father died, when all the violets withered with him, she achieved something, some higher extradiegetic consciousness, some knowledge of the tragedy they're all completely locked in with no chance of escape

like have you seen/heard of the adaptation of hamlet in which laertes isn't switching out his sword for a poisoned one, but rather a poisoned sword for a regular one, because he understands he's in a revenge tragedy, and he doesn't want to be - like this? doesn't want to kill, doesn't want to die, doesn't want it to end like this? i mean: "Exchange forgiveness with me, noble Hamlet. / Mine and my father’s death come not upon thee, / Nor thine on me." (act v scene 2). (yeah sorry i cheated & looked at my hamlet pdf please don't kill me.)

i mean i feel like ophelia singing, ophelia handing out the flowers - i feel like she knows. i feel like she's mourning them all. mourning the living. do you see it or am i insane like can you see her power? enraged at being treated this way (pray you, mark!), yet grieving more than her father, more than her love; grieving everything instead? being enraged at the nobles, yet being sorrowful for their end?

was laertes right, that she was just seeking prettiness in the face of her father's death and flowers were just - pretty? or was it more than that? rosemary for remembrance, pansies for thoughts - the first rule of grief is to remember; the second is to never let go. remembrance, thoughts. a dead girl mourning the living - i definitely saw that interpretation somewhere else, but i don't remember where, sorrysorry i'll find it eventually.

ophelia, crazed and mad and deranged because her ex killed her dad? ophelia, crazed and mad and deranged because of her ex giving mixed signals & being rude about her dad's corpse?

no - no, i don't think so. how about this instead: ophelia, enraged. ophelia, mourning the living. ophelia, forgiving. ophelia, never forgetting. ophelia, living. ophelia, dead. ophelia, asking the nobles who dared use her as means to an end, 'can you bear it? can you fucking bear it? can you bear what i've become because of you?' ophelia, left knowing. ophelia, knowing.

do you get it?? please tell me you get it please please please please tell me you understand

i just. i just can't fathom someone not liking ophelia. ive loved her for so long, bc i see hamlet as nineteen and scared and a little in love with his best friend and grieving and insane; and i see ophelia as nineteen and lonely and faithful and loyal and grieving and angry and sad and. well i see myself in her i guess? i see being a teenage girl (tgirls included obviously and i'm kinda transmasc maybe but i still experienced the joys and horrors of being a teenage girl & am still actively experiencing them lmao) . like i see a teenage girl alone in her room, spiralling, in love and not in love at all, filled with love, and filled with grief, and filled with so much fucking anger. when i picture ophelia i don't think of the tragic beauty of her drowning, but her in a white dress, filled with rage and loss and sorrow, singing beautiful songs like funeral dirges. can you see her please please am i crazy

i'm repeating myself i'm sorry i know i am & you're absolutely entitled to not liking ophelia or not identifying with her and im not trying to judge you for that or anything but

Okay, so I confess in my original post I simplified things to try to keep a jokey tone, but what happened to Ophelia really was bad. And I feel like you’re undermining them a bit. Also, I don’t think she went mad from just one stressor. She had a ton of stressors. I just think her dad being murdered was the last straw. Ever drop a glass and accidentally break it when you’ve already been having an awful day so you just can’t hold in the anguish anymore and start sobbing? I view Ophelia like that.

Yes, she’s insane because she’s been oppressed and ignored by the entire court. Yes, she’s insane because Hamlet was awful to her- I’m not going to underplay it. It wasn’t just a bad breakup. She was watching someone she loved have an absolutely awful meltdown in front of her and verbally attacking her in the process. It’s extremely distressing to see a loved one start to ramble about nobody else marrying ever so no more people are created and the net evil in the world will stop increasing. Also him asking to use her lap as a pillow later is also incredibly distressing. I wouldn’t call that “mixed signals”. I’d call that a highly unstable relationship.

Yes, she’s insane because her father was murdered. She very clearly loved her father and wanted to please him. She was incredibly loyal to him no matter if he was a… uh… the word is “helicopter parent,” right? Anyways, she loved him a ton. He was another one of her loved ones. And Hamlet killed him. Hamlet killed him, hid the body, and made jokes about it.

I see Ophelia as a loving person. And it hurts when you lose people you love, people who are dear to you. And it hurts when people don’t love you back. They won’t extend to you like you did to them. They ignore you. They allow you to spiral.