okay it is probably counter-productive to just keep saying “but i don’t want to care about that” to myself, so
yk i wish there was? more dirk crocker stuff. seeing as there’s like, a single dirk egbert thing. (why no cross-alpha-beta kidswaps, i ask you)
but kidswaps are like. really intriguing as a way of exploring the differences of context and nurture. i feel like they could be wielded into a really affirming and transformative commentary on identity and kinhood
and it’s terribly frustrating how i keep ruminating circling around. “if i had to pin down a more specific sort of--” no self no. what does it matter if i’m closer (““closer””) to game-over dirk (and thereby “trading”/“giving up” the strider conversation?), or to a dirk egbert, or whatevvvver
aren’t the facts still the same. aren’t i still weirdly emotional about glitchdeath, about self as glitch, about universe boundaries. aren’t i still not a perfect clicking fit. honestly how could i ever cram my upbringing/religious trauma shit into this.
aren’t i still terrified of being callous and cruel and indifferent and untouched when i let my guard down, whether i frame that as john-like or bro-like or other? aren’t i still wrestling always with notions of evil and of responsibility, whether i narrate that through john’s relationship with vriska or dirk’s with himself?
but oh, overarching narrative and imperfect metaphor, how i want to tweak and polish, as if i could somehow write all of me(/the me’s i’ve been) into a readily recognizable form
and at what point am i just equivocating as a means of, disclaimer, of “haha well i’m not really claiming to be, this character, fully, not without like adding in some other stuff, blending,” when en fait this is still the best metaphor-truth i’ve found -- but oh how subjective and interpreted and projected and differing by reader --
i don’t know. i can trace (did, through my tags, hah) how far back these threads reach, can claim some stability over time. can point to people who’ve just nodded like “oh yeah makes sense.” can also point to when people’ve been confused or unconvinced.
what do i do with this. the perhaps easier way is to use the sort of, level-ranking of intensity of fictionflickers/resonances? put john over with peridot and houka and shiro and so on. but then i’m left staring at Versions of dirk, and even when i say “fucking! come on! there’re so many splinters already anyway just!” my shit brain still wants to Narrow Down some kind of. Primary Claim to. which experiences i’m... aligning myself with?? (and even when i slap myself with “metaself you dipshit” it Persists)
iunno iunno. guess i’m in the staring-too-intensely-direct-at-this-brain-identity-thing phase again. can’t wait to go back to throws-up-hands phase
edit: oh duhhh also the whole fucking. john and rewriting/fucking w reality and glitching. arghh