another valuable writing lesson i’ve internalized from Homestuck: make your characters like things. and not cool things. the homestuck kids are richly devoted to terrible Nicholas Cage movies and bad romance novels, historical reenactment, nerd rap, and wizard slash. they make shipping grids. they are furries and bad hackers and LARPers and juggalos.
that’s what gives characters depth, not their sparkling eyes or their bad-ass ninja skills, or genius I.Q. give them disorders and hang-ups and quirks, make them obsessed with sudoku or crafting stuffed animals, make them loathe bananas and going out in the cold.
Based on this post. You can’t tell me that’s not the kind of gangster Jake would end up being. Also, what’s a hard-nosed, square-shouldered, spare-the-lip and shoot-from-the-hip second in command to do when his boss is altogether too adorable for his own good?