#jesterspeak

Even outside of otherkinity, the identities of my system as a whole have been viewed as games, as a fun, interactive bit of inspiration.

Despite crying time and time again, we’re people, we’re alive, we’re not just characters, we’ve been treated as nothing more than characters. 

Marxie, one of my fictives, has been exposed to his triggers, his death, his harshest memories, over and over again, just to see how he’d react. Like a living askblog that never goes on hiatus.

Or at worst, for someone to take note of his personality and quirks, his “characterization”, and copy-paste it onto their own “kins”, out of an obsession to pretend to be “Marx from Kirby Super Star”. 

Let me make this exceedingly clear; not the canon game character’s personality and memories, but my fictive’s specific, personal experiences as an individual, some of which purely memories and some of which derived from trauma in this life. Even some traits unrelated to his identity as “Marx from Kirby Super Star”.

All aspects of himself as a person, taken and twisted into a fun little game just to see what the “possibilities” were. To see “what could happen”.

And despite the fact that their actions were effectively identity theft or harassment worst case scenario, those who did this saw nothing wrong with it even after we revealed ourselves as system. Even after Marx himself spoke on his discomfort.

Because to them, kintype, alter, or otherwise, Marx’s existence was irrelevant in the end compared to their own fixation with his source.

Now, this originally wasn’t a discussion focused on fictives, though the issues intersect. The very same individuals of the “kin for fun” crowd often tend to treat anyone with any sort of “fictional identity”, in any capacity, as if said identity is less real than any other. 

First off, I really love how it showed more details on Croissant Cookie’s interactions with their friends. Hero Cookie helps them with their TBD work, and Sandwich Cookie also helps in her own way providing lunch. They all still seem to be on good terms, even with their differing respective paths, and I love that-

Also look at how happy they are asdfghjk

I think this scene alone does so much to show how far Timekeeper and Croissant’s friendship’s come. Croissant’s only reaction to the previously “dangerous and erratic” Timekeeper entering their office to steal their sandwich is a lighthearted sigh and a smile. This is a repeat occurrence; there’s no confusion, just mild shock as they realize who snatched their lunch. 

Final analysis (and I may be biased because, well, I am the clock):

1. Timekeeper still loves their old friends’ cooking.

2. They’re far from the dangerous constant “threat on a leash” that everyone makes them out to be. They’re free to come and go as they please without cause for alarm.