Now you've probably guess by now that I find the whole 'Biobliterator' plot line endlessly fascinating, and when it comes to ocs I mentioned usually I try to give mine a 'narrative' aspect to explore in the media's world-building. Jacob Dos explores kids who don't go on to be evil teens, but defect from the K N D, Francis and the other bootlegs being explorations of 'fan characters' existing in the WFRR/LTBIA world, and so on.
Gol being an excuse to really get into the nitty gritty implications of what such a machine could do to a person, their relationships, what it would physically feel like. Who it could save, but what it would mean. And this fascination actually came from Sonic Underground - now I was obsessed with that delightfully wacky, dark as heck show, and one clever 90s way of getting around 'killing' characters while keeping the stakes high was 'Robotozing' them. And since the series ended unresolved, it's never confirmed if this process is reversible. The main character's adopted families are transformed, and are never seen again. A minor character has his legs robotozied, and he simply has to live with it from then on. A robot child is destroyed, and never rebuilt, because the characters understand that in-universe, robots seem to be actual robots, and non-sentient unlike in the Ratchet and Clank universe...or are they?
It's a horrifying premise. Oh, the horrible, worse-than-death things cartoon creators came up with so avoid killing people on-screen.
The idea that Gol's friends and old colleagues would drift away from her a bit came from a very strange novella I read in high school, called the 'Returned' I think, about people who were legit resurrected - but who became quite non-human. Even though they were still very much the same people as before, people couldn't accept that they had changed, not even the protagonist's parents. While not evil or mean-spirited, a lot of the folks Gol knew weren't sure she was really...her, any more.
Finally worked up the nerve to type out more of Gol's 'original' backstory before it was repurposed to make her work better as an rp muse. This includes her alternate selves, Alter!Gol and Gil.
Remember: this is all non-canon as of now, but interesting to know.
We established that that Gol was an editor working for a Kerwan broadcaster; video, scripts, general behind the scenes. When Nefarious made his debut into the series, he stormed the company building to hijack the timeslot and crew to broadcast his own 'nefarious' propaganda and general 'villain monologues and speeches/rants'. Naturally, the staff were terrified, but Gol was eerily chill about the affair. When Dr Nefarious dragged in a whiteboard with a bunch of doodles and scatter-brained notes for his next villain monologue, Gol found herself actually complimenting the doodles and re-arranging it all into a cohesive storyboard/shot list. For a dreadful Squishie, Gol grew on Nef a little.
Afterward, Gol dipped out of sight as her health deteriorated. Eventually flatlining in hospital. Leading to a harrowing scene where Nefarious, and a friend of Gol's, a small rabbit-like alien called Jade, had to physically yank her from her medical equipment and plug her into an experimental upgraded version of the Biobliterator. Gol's organic form robotised, merging with the medical equipment they didn't have time to remove, including the screen monitoring her heart, and the tubing in her arms and neck.
Gol would become one of the supporting cast, popping up here and there, and joined the gang on the mission during All 4 One. She was hopeful Nefarious would turn over a new leaf, and was saddened when he seemingly returned to his old ways. In the alternate dimension, she confronted him with the idea that he was nailed being a hero on the first try, while failed countless times as a villain - and that Emperor Nefarious's lonely, empty life was not one worth craving.
Rivet was suspicious of Gol, and like with Clank, plugged in a wire to view her 'memory files' and was very alarmed and confused to find first-person recordings of what are clearly an organic woman's memories. While Clank was very forgiving of this invasion, Gol was not at first. But she came to sympathise with what happened to Rivet.
In Rivet's dimension, Gol and Nefarious never met. So he never saved her. In one instance, she died. In another, she stumbled across the same machine that transformed Emperor Nefarious by pure happenstance. Gil, the last alternate route, was the one who knocked Emperor Nefarious into the gears that would transform him - in the place of Qwark's counterpart, Quantum, but not before Nefarious caught him by the ankle and dragged him into the machine, too. One of the reasons Gil fell into a hermit-like life of isolation was that he blamed himself for creating the villain that would destroy his universe, enslave countless planets, and end many people's lives, and erode the cultures of countless systems.
So...maybe not all negative people knew each other. Okay, be on high alert Addy. There could be a...an evil Addy around here. Somewhere...
....Maraca?
...Oh, she was shaking. Very violently in fact.
"...O-Oh...Okay. Um...g-good to know that...that you don't care enough to hurt me."
He was rude, but at the very least she wasn't on his bad side...for now...
Rebellion? So was there like...a KND equivalent here also fighting adult tyranny?
Good to know...
"No...I mean like....bad as in villain. You know...bad guys? A-And, and my Jacob is..."
Goodness now that she was on the spot, it was hard to form the words.
"...My Jacob is...rough around the edges. And scary at a glance. But hes a nice kid once you get to know him. And, and he works hard to protect his friends and the other kids. Even when some aren't so nice to him."
So...that means this one was the opposite...She had to keep that in mind if they got into a bind together, or else he might be liable to leave her behind. What the other Jacob wouldn't do, this one might...
"Well other Jacob...can...can you help me get home? Please?"
Rough around the edges, huh. Nice kid. Which is probably why she's so terrified. "Not good with PR, huh? it was one of the first things I learned, how to butter people up. Doesn't work on everybody. Not Pops, not you."
Other Jacob sounded a big lame, though. "Most stick 'negative' in front of everything. You can call me Bo."
He cocks his head.
"Or Brother. Whichever. Thing is, even if I cared enough to help, I don't know how to get ya home, freckles. You want charity, I suggest lookin' for the little surfer dudes or my dumb old man. I've kinda helped ya already. I haven't tattled on you to the DNK. Only 'cause that would be boring."
An errant shoe flies overheard, smacking a locker-door. The sounds of cartoony mahem continue as the gaggle of kids 'ooos' and cringes along with the legendary whooping.
Jacob wisely keeps his back to it. Sometimes he felt the universe was just handing this kid bad luck cards one after the other.
"You'll have to wait 'till she's got this injustice out of her system. She hates it when her operatives go after the...'civilians'."
That's not the world Fanny would use. Something more like 'wusses' or 'normal twerps' might fit more.
"I'm not one to talk. Can't remember the last time I didn't have more than one Band-Aid somewhere on my face." Or limbs.
Tell her he'd go instead. But his leg and arm were really starting to smart; and his shadow-suit was completely tired out, so no hovering for him anytime soon. It was...scary, to let her take the reigns.
"That's why I came here. His treehouse is built into his actual home. It's the only one in this area not...gone."
But he had to trust her. Let somebody else do something, for once. What a time to learn a life lesson!
He slid down the wall, pulling his good leg against his chest, and sighed. Tried to grab rest while he could.
"Be careful. Don't...let anything touch you. And think of it this way - Grandfather's got no real allies. Everything's tied to him. When we take him out, everything goes."
"Trust me, even if I had all the money in the world, I wouldn't be hirin' you."
He's not breaking character by saying that; a budding villain can have standards, no? He hovers off the ground to put some space between him and the guy, floating slowly to one side. Not hurried, not fearful. Sizing him up.
If anything, his teeth ring with distaste. Why? Is it 'cause this guy thinks he's got a read on him that's totally wrong?
"You think I don't know the K N D? Seems you're the one who's not been doin' his homework, blondie."
"Forgotten...Forgotten toon place?" Addy paused to look up at her surroundings once more.
Forgotten?
Well...she guessed that this place did look worse for wear with junk everywhere. Like...like when you shove all your trash and junk in your closet instead of properly cleaning your room. You shove and shove stuff in there, shut the door, and forget about the mess.
But...how can a place be forgotten?
"I-I...I don't...don't know..." She admitted. She slowly shifted her gaze back towards the bunny.
...Thats...funny...
If you squinted he kinda looked like Mickey mouse, but as a bunny.
Wait...Mickey-...They were surrounded by Mickey stuff!
Just, giant Mickey stuff. It was as if someone shrunk them down and placed them amidst a graveyard of old stuff.
"Mickeyjunk...Mountain? Is this like a....dump or something? I...Toon settlement? Forgotten toon? How can...can a toon be forgotten?"
That was just...just silly. Toons were different from humans, but they were still living, breathing beings! How can...can someone just be forgotten?
And why was there a whole place for them that she never heard of? All of this just, just didn't make sense. She felt so much like Alice in Wonderland.
Well, at least unlike Alice, this bunny didnt run off on her.
"Yup. Forgotten toons. Characters that, uh, fell out of the public eye, We're talking...seventy, eighty years worth of 'em."
"Not a animation nut, huh? Toons aren't like humans. We run on the love and memory of people. It's what keeps us...solid. Anchored in your reality. When that fades, we end up in places like...this."
Or...real toons did. He wasn't about to explain that he was an off-brand type.
"Not many people know about this place, which is whyyyy I'm kinda shocked you got here, seein' as you don't know any of this."
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