im a lurker but holy shit the relief. I felt so weak with how much those posts would get to me. I admire you so much and to know you felt it too is like a mountain rolling off of me.
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Don't worry, I swear. I focus on the rage and mocking them because its easier. Plus it gets the point across better. But you are absolutely not weak for having it get to you. There are times I would log off and genuinely just want to give up completely because I felt so insignificant and lonely.
⭐ for Reburial? also I'm a chronic renamer lmao (been thinking about changing Orion's last name lately), so: do you have any thoughts what you'd change Nat's name to?
Thanks for the ask Skylar <3 I'm going to pick out the end of Reburial 1 Chapter 4, Forget Me Not :) Spoilers up to this point, obvi.
This is the chapter where Ron and Nat find out that Nat's encounter with the zombie in the basement of the water facility isn't going to be consequence free. (For Nat - Ron has already dealt with more than his fair share of the consequences to his health.)
Ron organizes help through Haru, and him and Nat see a back alley doctor - Laquita - who is supposed to be a safe contact to look at Nat's zombie flower infection, without ratting them out to the health authorities, or even just plain shooting them herself. But things go south when she finds out that Nat's infection isn't run of the mill stuff.
Laquita shoves them away, her shoulder to their chest, hitting hard enough that it makes Nat hit the back of their legs on the lid of the toilet. She thrusts her hand inside the medicine cabinet again, takes ahold of the gun—black market blaster model, handheld, modified, serial number filed off—and fumbles for the safety.
Between the two of them, Nat and Ron are only carrying knives. He's just barely picking himself off the floor again, Nat is trapped between him and Laquita—they are running out of options, and fast. If Nat doesn't manage to disarm her, if this woman gets them at gunpoint, they're toast.
Nat kicks for her shins. Pulls their knee up, into her stomach, feels her organs squish up against their bones. Lets the gun fall out of her hands, safety still on. Grabs for Laquita's braids, forces her head back, tears her mask off, and spits.
Nat barely registers her crying out behind them, nor her retching as they whirl around to grab their shirt from Ron. Ron, who stares at them like he's staring death in the face, wide eyed and terrified.
"She's dealt with," Nat tries to soothe him, even as their heart beats a mile a minute. "Come on, move, go."
But the look doesn't leave his face.
I like this section because there's a lot happening here:
Nat hasn't mentioned that they're ex-mil by this point, but they identify the gun that Laquita pulls on sight.
They've demonstrated that they have combat training when they kicked Matcha's ass, but she was easy pickings. Laquita is still a civilian and clumsy with the gun, but she's an actual threat.
Despite their training, Nat doesn't just disarm her and leave it at that. They go straight for the nuclear option and infect her.
They take the look on Ron's face to be fear of the situation, but deep down, in the places they don't mention to the narration, they know it's directed at them :)
This is the point where Nat starts to get anxious about him leaving them, and sets the stage for Chapter 5 Fever Bright, their argument in it, and the eventual consequences for Ron. Fever Bright being a top contender for my favorite chapter, along with Rabbit Den.
And, as to Nat's name change! They're a recycled OC, previously non-human, and used to go by Neb. I realized in a 2am fugue that I could've called them Nebraska all along, hahaha. It's a nice tie-in to their whole Americana thing, in a world where the US are now South Canada. And this being their chosen name and not what their parents named them feels nicer than Nat picking what's traditionally a women's name, though to my understanding people in the US still mostly name girls after states, lol.
This duty I was officially given at work without my input (I went in to the breakroom one day and saw my job title had changed) is a bit annoying, but I can shoot the shit with the other warehouse workers and complain about how the office ppl upstairs dont give us enough stuff despite me ordering it ("hey shippers do you need anything? "Yea more mailing labels" "I'll put down 3 boxes, it's so annoying that they wont give you more." "Yea last time they only gave us 1 box" "ugh so stupid, you'd think the people needing them know how often they go through them more than the office ppl" etc. etc.)
I can also walk around with my little clipboard all cute-like and highlight papers and stamp the date on it like I know things about stuff :3 I just hope I dont start acting like I'm an expert and annoy ppl.
Also at a meeting abt safety today I was complimented on how safely I lift things, ("she always wears gloves, other peoples lifting posture is so *twists around like a person bad at lifting* but hers is really good" I was ☺️☺️☺️☺️
mothman and i have finally reached an understanding wherein if i pick him up he no longer panics bc he knows it means he’s about to get a bunch of treats when i put him down. he’s begun to actually sit still and be calm at the sound of my voice. he even sat still for getting scratched behind the ears today.
Your drawings are so cool! How long have you been doing your art? I put up another g/t story if you wanna have a read. It's called The Dog and the Deep Voice (it's in 3 parts)
Aw geez thank you! Well, um, pretty sure I was like, 8 or something when I started drawing, only reason I remember that is because Sonic Rush Adventure came out and I would trace the character pictures in the manual (and it was also my first real video game)
As for your story, I actually just finished reading your last part! It was so sweet and it’s on my list of things to draw fanart for, when I get the time!