Rococo

ahem... greetings, outside world! it is i, the great artiste rococo! now that i have begun mastering my talent, i am afraid that i am, ah... rather at a lack of things to do otherwise. so, it would be magnificent if you could send in your questions! as i understand, i have gained a small following in my artistic pursuits thus far. my commissions are, of course, open, and i would be most grateful if you were to aid me in my journey of self discovery! please, come visit the walls of sweetheart's castle! i promise not to disappoint you!!

ah, i see! i am sure it will provide plenty of inspiration for my artistic visions. many thanks for the clarification, dear anon.

aha! physical affection! i shall wear the title bestowed upon me of "bad boy" with honor!!

Rococo are you okay???? Like genuinely

Ah! Well, I- erm- that is to say-

...I have been... Managing. Art is a helpful diversion from my thoughts, and aids greatly in distracting from the loneliness of my current predicament. I must admit, my emotional state has fared far better in the past, but since Sweetheart locked me in here, it is as though something inside of me has been wearing away. It is like there is a hole in my chest, something empty that all this time has warped and widened until it aches incessantly and seems impossible to fill. Perhaps I am being foolish. I have been here for years, after all. There is nothing but TOFU and TOAST in these walls, nothing but this lumpy mattress and a set of bright paints, nothing but the hole in the wall I can't bring myself to go through. I ought to leave, I know, but I cannot bear to lose hope that someday, my love will return to free me. I am better now than I was before. I will be better. I have been coming to terms with the idea that Sweetheart is for sharing, much like my masterpieces are. Now that I have given up on my hopes and dreams, I am able to focus on singular passions, like my journey of self-discovery! Once it is complete, I shall focus on my romantic partner instead. I will be fine. After all, if one is smiling on the outside, that smile is sure to resonate within. Right?

Greetings, anonymous acquaintance! What a marvelous question!

Alas, I am afraid I cannot narrow it down to simply one thing I adore about my dearest Sweetheart... So I shall have to list many instead!

I am forever grateful for her kindness- she has saved my life multiple times before. Not only as a babe in the desert, but during out teenagehood also! The gap in my memory occurs somewhere in the middle of said teenagehood, recollections before it foggy and strange, wrong, and I now recognise how ridiculously hostilely I treated her, and how unjust I was being. She, thankfully, understood I was being unreasonable even at the time and taught me better. After I began to live in the castle, everything became so much clearer! I don't know what I'd be doing if she hadn't opened my eyes to how selfish I was being. Sweetheart is perfect. I shall have to work harder to be good enough for her once I leave these wretched walls.

Sweetheart is also beautiful. Her radiant eyes haunt my dreams, her glorious hair like a halo framing her face. She is the very picture of flawlessness. No matter how many times I have attempted to replicate her glory in my paintings, it is always vastly superior in person. Anyone would be lucky to be with somebody so perfect not only emotionally, but physically, too!

Furthermore, I greatly admire her strength. She possesses effortless grace and confidence, not caring a jot about what others think of her! It is truly a sight to behold. For all I may crave the affections of those I encounter, Sweetheart just receives them with no hard work whatsoever! I suppose it is all part of her natural perfection. People always have preferred Sweetheart, even back at Orange Oasis...