ASK MEME TIME! Bunnie: 12, 14, 22 Naomi: 4, 8, 27 Kadin: 2, 16, 32 Brook: 1, 18, 35 AND FOR YOU B, C, D about all of them >:D
Bunnie, 12, 14, & 22
12: How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?
I feel like Bunnie would definitely bother Naomi until she helped. If they were not together, she'd simply be like a bear and scratch against a wall.
14: What animal do they fear most?
They have live-cams on the surface that the residents of the Undursa watch like Old Time Discovery Channel. I'd say they have some sort of unofficial deadliest animal poll going around base that Naomi and Bunnie watch with joy. Bunnie would be all about watching the animals on the surface but for sure has a mental list of one's she would not fuck around with.
I don't have names for a lot of the Cauterized wildlife but the guy on the cover is everyone's least(most?) favorite sharp friend on the surface. Huge green monster that prowls around deep wooded areas. Different residents call her different things but Naomi calls it the Jabberwocky based on a song from her childhood.
22: How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?
Bunnie is for sure a 'I simply won't leave your side' kind of jealous. :) No one else can get too close without also having to deal with her. Possessive, but in a 'I'm taking care of you' way. Having an unrequited crush for 20yrs will do that to you.
She'd never actually get in the way, but she's definitely be making sure you deserve her person and that you're treating them right. And she'd be quick to let you know if you crossed those generally reasonable lines. She totally would not fight you over Naom
B) What inspired you to create them?
Naomi needed a foil and had been one of my characters for years. I was evaluating the team and decided that it needed someone softer to bring it together. This was born Bunnie! And her sister. :) Brook is a more firm character that offsets Bunnie's non-serious demeanor. With Kadin, it created a well rounded team that could play off each other's strengths.
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
Bunnie was created to fill in a gap, so it felt like the story always was missing her once I added her in. She brings them together in a way I love and appreciate. Bunnie is the glue to the team, irreplaceable 🙃
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
Bunnie went through several rapid design changes. She was loosely based off an old webcomic character of mine named Lo. The blonde hair spilt off to the side comes from that design. When I showed her official design to my brother-in-law, he immediately said she looked like me with blonde hair/no glasses. I sat on that comment and decided to redesign most of my characters to reflect their voice actors. :)
Naomi: 4, 8, & 27
4: How easy is it to earn their trust?
Naomi isn't a particularly trusting person, though she just keeps herself at arms length from others. She has a small group of people she lives and trusts. If one of those people trusted someone, she'd follow suit however.
8: What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child
Naomi was definitely a 'I will not shut up about my special interests' kind of kid and I can imagine her being told to be quiet often. She was a pretty extroverted child before everything happened to her. I imagine being repeatedly told to hold her joy closer to her chest created an adult version of herself that doesn't talk much about what makes them happy.
27: What causes them to feel dread?
The smell of smoke and the sound of fire both make Naomi's stomach drop. It makes her scars burn. She avoids fire at all costs, which is thankfully generally easy in an underwater base.
B) What inspired you to create them?
Naomi was actually originally a waterbender ATLA OC. This was VERY short lived because I immediately fell in love with the concept of her character. She's for sure a vehicle for my own daddy issues, though she's got it much worse than I do. Naomi really is a character for working through my own issues at age 19. She's not nearly the self-insert she used to be. I've grown a lot in the last 7 years. Naomi's kinda like the scared kid I used to be. I love her very much, like she's a younger version of myself.
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
Nope. The story was designed for Naomi. She's the main character, even if it's mostly told by Bunnie. Everything in Cauterized revolves around Naomi ❤️🔥
There was a period where I couldn't make sense of her team as a whole and couldn't figure out how they'd make it on the outside. The team was originally just Kadin and Naomi, after all.
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
Naomi's appearance has changed a lot. I think I've changed her skin tone more than anything. Where she was an ATLA OC, her race was originally really ambiguous. When I cast you as her, I decided to rebuild her around your favorite parts of yourself, as you know :') Now, I think she feels like the character she should be. Her core character has never changed, but her outside appearance has gradually shifted.
Kadin: 2, 16, & 32
2: How easy is it for your character to laugh?
I like to think Kadin has a good sense of humor and laughs easily. I just think it's only around the right people. Kadin's good friends with the engineer Henry Gertsen. Their actors are good friends IRL. They probably get along really well and cut up together.
16: What makes their stomach turn?
Kadin has a sense of justice and seeing someone hurt really makes his stomach turn. He's not always the best at acting on that feeling, but always takes metal note of the underdog. He keeps watch over them for an opportunity to step in. Cruelty makes him sick, though he can be caught in inaction for fear of retaliation from command.
32: Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?
Kadin, unlike Naomi, actively makes jokes about his burn. "Gotta hand it to him, he had one hell of a grip" type jokes.
B) What inspired you to create them?
Kadin is a really cool character that's hard for me to go into detail about without revealing too many spoilers. He was created to be someone Naomi could rely on. Originally, he was her love interest, though now he's like a complicated almost friend, more co-worker type friendship.
Naomi's kinda scared to interact much with him personally because she wrongly thinks he has some sort of negative feelings towards her over their shared burn origins.
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
Kadin was one of the two original main characters, yet I've always kind of struggled with his deeper character. He's got a somewhat cold outer shell, calculating, though he's really a warm person who cares a lot. He's just very cautious and plans or ever move he makes.
Originally he was Naomi's guide on the outside and that's really not changed, he's just not her trainer any more. Funny enough, now Naomi's more his trainer over the bio-raptors at least.
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
They were several years younger in the original. Kadin was 23 or something like that. He's 28 now. Naomi was 19, she's 27 now. Honestly, they've swapped skin tones. Kadin got an overhaul when I cast Mitul as him to match him a little(I'm planning on doing a little more, though).
Kadin was also originally trans and in a sense, that's not changed, but he's not trans in a traditional sense. I'd say he's more he/they/it which is as close to spoilers as I can get.
Brook: 1, 18, 35
1: What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?
Brook is a never sits kind of person. Being forced to be still would probably be torture. She could sit through a lecture or a concert but she'd be totally bouncing her leg the entire time. She'd die after anything longer.
18: What embarrasses them?
Brook would be embarrassed by crushes or by a public slip up during the trials she runs with the bio-raptors. Those, I think, would be hey only two blush buttons.
35: How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?
Brook is a very good big sister. She's very protective of Bunnie and looks out for her all the time. Their parents are both scientists in another lab and we're always pretty busy. As the oldest, Brook took it upon herself to fill in wherever needed.
This isn't always a good thing, however. She's not a very big fan of Naomi and could've been a better support to her. She thinks Naomi derailed Bunnie's life. Otherwise, Brook almost can't help taking control of a situation and fixing it. She's over all very supportive.
B) What inspired you to create them?
Bunnie was added for Naomi. In a sense, Brook was added for Kadin. She's a rival, a bright mirror, a foil. I wanted a firm, strong character that would step in when no one else would. She's a very important character to the team.
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
She was designed to fill in a gap much the same way Bunnie was. It was pretty easy to let her full the hole in the story she was made for. She's the strong, supportive big sister of the team who's not scared to lay down her truth.
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
Brook took a long time for me to settle on a design for. She's the newest character to the show. She's still in her original design as the one painting in doing is the only one I've made so far.
Apart from her place in the team, she's a very self-indulgent 'what I think an attractive woman looks like' + features from my best friend Jess who plays her. I realized after doing most of her character painting that she really just looks like a female version of my husband + a little of my best friend.
Thank you so much for the questions, Izze!!!
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the storm has picked up, by the time you see him.
early summer is torn by lightning, thunder that rattles the bones in your chest until you're wide awake with dread settling in your belly. you know the feeling intimately, can place it as soon as your eyes open; you're not sure what you're afraid of or why it's made you clammy — but it has.
through the slats of your wooden blinds, you watch the sky as it brightens and dies: in the dark, it's an open void, big and menacing and spitting out a downpour that seems unending, and then you're granted a flash of light, thin and tall and painful to witness.
you think you'll never understand gojo satoru. maybe once you thought you did, but he's always been five steps out of reach. on a separate plane entirely. if anyone could explain the mystery of him, it would be—
lightning strikes; out in the courtyard, contrasted against the night. the silence left behind is overwhelming.
you don't bother with shoes, because you don't want to train with damp socks in the morning and you're sure they'll still be soaked, after a storm like this. instead, you hurry out in a robe too expensive for this occasion; maybe that will elevate you somehow, you think, enough to be worthy of whatever he hides behind that blindfold.
you suspect he can hear you coming, especially after you nearly slip on the wet stone and then again on the slick grass, but he's without a teasing remark, this time. the dread returns, given a weight that matches your grief and his.
it's hard to blink up at him, into the rain. he's so blinding, even now: a flash across the sky, piercing through the night. gojo is without his mask and his hair is sopping, stuck to his forehead and down to his cheeks, and even his eyelashes are heavy from the storm. this is clearest you've ever seen him, with his sharp, smooth face, his defined brows and the straight line of his usually wide and open mouth.
you don't recognize him, like this. but how could you?
there's a cigarette between his lips, unlit and folding against the rain. plastic crinkles between you, and you see it there, crushed beneath the expanse of his big hand: a half-empty carton, the brand shoko smokes. the ones she shared with—
"satoru?" you ask, though the robe doesn't help. you feel like a beggar, then, as he keeps his monsoon eyes on the bare night ahead of him. "you're going to get sick, you should come inside."
it's a pathetic thing to say, to the immortal. he's too smart for this, to fall for your feeble bait; in response, you get nothing but another rattle beneath your skull. your teeth chatter and your cheeks grow wet, hot with tears you thought you'd drained dry.
stupidly, you think, if only suguru were here. you could ask how to ascend to the level they're both on, how to slip past the defenses of a god. you are still five steps behind, but now satoru stands ahead, facing the void. alone.
you squeeze your eyes shut against a tidal wave of sorrow, salty with guilt at the very feeling. suguru was your friend, you think, drowning, he was your friend and you loved him, too. whatever you're mourning isn't him anymore and you know that, you do, but—
"satoru, please," you rest your forehead gently against his arm, as if you could soak up his own storm. "please come inside before—"
"if you wanted me in your room so badly," when he turns to look down at you, he is softened, rasping; striking in silence, in the distance, clouds receding. "all you had to do was ask."
the cigarette is gone and both his hands are in his pockets. his eyes are hollow and clear, the curve of his smile a realm away from them. when you say nothing, only gape up at him in surprise, he turns out of your reach, and it's the absence of him that draws attention to the sudden breeze against your forehead. no longer warm, from the heat of his skin beneath his drenched shirt.
"c'mon," he calls over his shoulder, grinning in a way that has only ever infuriated you, though now it turns your stomach. rattles your bones. stutters the beat of your heart. "before you get all sick and full of snot, gross."
behind you, the rain slows, the sky darkening, uninterrupted. quiet, finally.
and gojo is still five steps out of reach.
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I keep seeing that gif set of Lady Blemish looking so pityingly at Captain Hob and saying “My dear, sick, twisted, little Hob”, and all of the comments are of Brennan’s scrunchy little face, which is very fair, but this scene acknowledges that VAST difference in power between Hob and all of the arch fey and it absolutely WRECKS me.
Lady Blemish isn’t degrading Hob, she isn’t insulting or even complimenting him. She is acknowledging how easy it is for Hob to be controlled as a pawn for the whims of the fey, and how malleable he is in their eyes. Hob, out of all of the rest of the party, is in the most precarious position (certainly much more than Gwyndolin/Binx, whom the fey would rather sweep under the table than shove under a microscope).
We know that Hob is honorable and honest, either by his childish inability to lie or by his own code of morals (I don’t think the fey truly care which it is, either makes him easy prey). We see this from Hob’s own perspective during and after the duel, where he was taken advantage on a public stage by the most politically influential archfey: Wuvvy (and extent the Master of Ceremonies), the Lords of the Wing (who publicized and dramatized the event), Prince Andhera of the Unseelie Court (whom, unbeknownst to Hob at the time, was genuinely trying to help).
But I would actually say timeline wise- this wasn’t the first instance shown on screen where Hobs was manipulated (or under the impression that he had been manipulated). Unfortunately, I would say that this occurred during the Hart Hunt, when Delloso de la Rue, the Master of Ceremonies, the leader of this specific domain, took extreme offence to a seemingly innocuous action by the hands of Hob. Hob reached out to Rue. This most egregious of actions warranted them to swat this wretched, low born, *Hob Goblin* hand aside. As far as Captain Hob knows, Rue made emotional or romantic advances on him, then immediately closed off and removed themself from the encounter. Lady Blemish, and any politically savvy fey, would easily interpret that scene as Rue being yet another powerful archfey using Hob to manufacture a slight to later cause an incredible scene (the highly dramatized duel, for which a proper explanation was explicitly denied).
And interestingly, the most telling scene for me was actually on the part of Emily, whose nat 1 on an acrobatics check reminded us all exactly how petty these fey truly are. The Lords of the Wing, after reaching out to the Goblin Court (and promising a croquet match with Captain Hob himself), immediately blame their own misstep on Hob publicly and announce to everyone of this Seaside Tea Party the misgivings and blunders of the Goblin Courts. And leave Hob to apologize to them. And he must. For now the social pressure is on his shoulders alone to avoid yet another war.
Watch your steps, my dear, sick, twisted, little Hob, for what an honor it is to have the eyes of the Bloom on you. Oh how the vultures circle you so openly, as though even as your heart beats, the stench of your impending doom is enough to satiate their hunger.
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