Pomni: An Intro to Coping
Pomni is the first character out of the TADC cast I am doing a deep dive on; for two main reasons. The first, being that she is the main lead character we as viewers vicariously live through in the show. And second, because her character is - as I see it - a lead-in to how the other characters behave. (Added note: I won't be touching on everything regarding the character. Only the details I feel are coherent for the rant I want to write.)
I would like to put emphasis on the note that all of this is drawn together from my own interpretations and speculations. At the end of the day, if you disagree with any of my thoughts, that is perfectly fine. This post is written out of sole enjoyment and passion for the character, with a twinge (read; a lot) of spite.
With that being said, here is a multi-faceted rant focusing on Pomni.
CHAPTER I: A NEW HOME
➣ Pomni is the newest human who has transmigrated into the digital circus world. As such, her first-hand experience in the cartoonish, limitless, yet restrictive space is also the viewers' vicarious shared experience through her eyes.
➣ Obviously, being dragged to the VR space and told there's no escape isn't great to hear. As such, Pomni's first reaction is denial. {"Ohhh, okay, now I get it! This, is a dream! And I should just play along until I wake up! Right??"} It's a standard reaction most people will default to in order to soothe themselves. A way to say "I can exit this situation, I am still in control" while providing a safety-net explanation for any illogical events.
➣ So, why is this important? The 5 stages of grief aren't a new concept nor is it a hard one to grasp, so how does it connect to Pomni? It's important because Pomni's character as a whole is a set-up template for how an individual can cope with unfamiliar, uncomfortable, or traumatizing events.
➣ I don't mean this to flatten Pomni's character down to a base statement of "she's a caricature". Quite the opposite actually; approaching Pomni's behaviors and her motivations with the perspective of "how a person will cope" gives a more layered view of her as a character.
➣ Being trapped in a new space with seemingly no escape can only lead to two outcomes in human behavior. Adaptation, or deterioration.
CHAPTER II: DEALING WITH IT
➣ Almost like how a child navigates their new life, Pomni is experimenting with how to adapt to the circumstances, whether she is consciously aware of that or not.
➣ In the pilot episode, Pomni protects herself under the fragile lie of denial (as previously mentioned) up to the point when Ragatha breaks down a bit in the dorm hallway after Pomni asks why they don't try to leave. Hearing the process of going insane in the digital circus makes the whole situation much more real.
➣ When facing the abstracted Kaufmo, Pomni displays guilt in initially abandoning Ragatha to fend for herself, then promises Ragatha that she'll go find Caine to fix both of them up.
➣ I find it noteworthy to touch on this interaction. As Pomni goes to leave, Ragatha comments "I'm sorry your first day here had to be so... terrible?" to which Pomni awkwardly replies with "Uh... yeah, well don't- worry about it. I'm just gonna go find Caine now". It's meant to be a comforting statement of compensation from Ragatha, but it doesn't land that way for Pomni because- although friendly and empathetic, highlighting that it is her "first day" of who knows how many only cements her fate more.
➣ Despite promising to help Ragatha, Pomni almost immediately goes through the elusive exit door once it appears before her, only sparing a couple glances back at the circus before going inside. This action is inherently selfish, but also accurately aligns with the drive for escape. If there is any hope to leave an unpleasant situation, people will generally take it, especially if they don't have any personal attachments to their surroundings.
➣ In regards to the 5 stages of grief, the whole sequence of Pomni running through the labyrinth office space undoubtedly represents bargaining. The mounting desperation of "Just one more door. This door will be the one. I'm sure the next one will let me leave." keeps piling onto the jester, until she mentally snaps and eventually ends up in the digital void.
➣ For the rest of the pilot after that, Pomni is left to finally come to terms with the fact that there really is no real exit. The others around her act nonchalant and unbothered by everything, leaving her feeling isolated and lost. Despite other trapped humans sitting beside her at a dining table, none of them seem to share her drive to leave.
➣ As far as she knows, she is completely alone, and she must fend for herself to either adapt, or abstract in this bizarre world.
CHAPTER III: ADJUSTMENTS
➣ In episode 2 of TADC, these anxieties of losing her own mind and being completely alone are pushed to the forefront. Alongside those concerns, Pomni goes through the remaining 3 of the 5 stages of grief.
➣ She shows clear anger towards Jax and his recklessness when he puts her safety at risk without any visible remorse (subconsciously solidifying Pomni's then assumption that she is not valued or considered as a part of the group, would not be missed, etc.). She also has a bout of mild frustration towards Ragatha in the beginning of the adventure {"I'm not a child. You don't have to hype me up."}.
➣ This morphs into a state of apathy/depression, as she questions the structure of the adventures {"So... our entire existence here is just... LARPing?"}{"What time period is this supposed to be again?"}. During the drive up to the chase scene with the gummy gator bandits, she can also be seen looking mildly upset in the back of the truck, eyeing the others with subtle discomfort or blankly staring off ahead.
➣ Finally, this all comes to a head with acceptance (albeit a tentative one) after Pomni befriends Gummigoo, one of the AI gummy gator bandits. She finally finds someone she can connect to, someone who has had their reality shattered and is forced to come to terms with it all. So, while she does her best to provide some comfort and reassurance for the gator, she also extends a metaphorical hand out to invite Gummigoo back to the circus, in the hopes that she won't have to continue alone.
➣ Although Caine deleting Gummigoo moments after his arrival nearly brings Pomni into a spiral then and there, Ragatha and Kinger step in to explain to Pomni about Kaufmo's funeral. A service they hold to honor the abstracted people for their shared time in the circus. That catches Pomni's attention. (I have a strong belief that if Pomni was left alone after Caine deleted Gummigoo, she would have completely broken down/abstracted shortly after. Not immediately, but she would inevitably.)
➣ Listening to the others (minus Jax) tell their stories of who Kaufmo was as a person and the good memories they had with him, the acceptance settles back in Pomni. Only, more assured now. She now has proof that they are all in this situation together, one way or another. She knows at the very least that she isn't considered as nothing by the others (minus Jax, we'll get there).
CHAPTER IV: CLOSING NOTES
➣ Pomni is an anxious, introverted, 25-year-old. Judging by her age (as provided by Gooseworx), Pomni very much fits with the idea of a young adult office worker. She's logical in her thinking, yet also unsure and wary of those around her.
➣ Gooseworx has also mentioned that Pomni is "good at accounting" (in a tumblr post on December 18th, 2023), which makes me think Pomni either was an accounting major or was an accountant in the real world.
➣ As of this post, there are only 2 of the 9 planned episodes that have been uploaded. In the episodes to come, I feel like we'll probably see Pomni grow more sure of herself in the circus. She'll still be wary about whatever new adventures Caine has planned, but from what has already been hinted at, I think Pomni may grow to be more bold and much more confident in testing the limits of the digital world. (Staging a coup against Caine sounds wild but would be hilarious)
➣ Overall, Pomni is a character who demonstrates the process of how someone tends to react to unpredictable circumstances. She is someone who people can generally empathize with and say "yeah, I can understand why she would react like that". A base foundation of human behavior who demonstrates how a person can either settle or crumble under stress.
TLDR; What a well-written isekai protagonist.
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VAMPIRE DEAN and destiel
it's long, under the cut...
tw for mention of cutting skin. a lot of mentions of blood and heart beating things idk...
It's kind of suggestive so be aware but yeah
Dean had gotten back from a hunt with Sam, vampires he watching it. but that wasn't important, dean wobbled into the apartment the brothers were staying in as he entered the light in the room made his eyes burn, his head ring. He attempted to use his arms to cover his face but got fed up and demanded Sam to turn it off as he did, he let out a relived sigh...but he had other things to worry about a lot more to worry about. dean could hear...so much more then he used to be able to, every little sound possible he could hear and the worst part he could hear the blood moving inside of Sam's body and his heart bumping it...it drove him insane just the thought of drinking sams blood made his mouth drool but he whipped off the small amount of drool, hopefully Sam didn't notice.
"dean..is everything, okay?" sam asked, worried about his brother who seemed to not be able to sit still. like he had ants in his pants, pacing a little around the small room they stood in. Sams eyes never leaving dean no matter how fast or slow he moved.
dean sat down on the edge of the bed in the room, resting his feet as one of his legs jittered up and down. He rubbed his eyes and scratched his face, cupping his face as he breathed deeply into them.
"yeah..i'm fine" he answered his brother. He was really fucking lying
I'm lazy so blah blah sam leaves to go and see if their grandpa knew anything or could help the sound of blood and heart beats had stopped because dean was in the room alone but he still heard little sounds like foot steps. Anything honestly..
Castiel appeared as he stood on the opposite side of the bed, standing in the dark room as his eyes locked onto dean, or at least the back of him. watching Deans little panic. he didn't say anything.
There it fucking was again...Blood pumping it drove him insane..was sam back already, he turned around and quickly jumped off the bed, he saw castiel and his heart raced "cas.." he uddered, his lip quivering.
"hello dean." cas said his usual raspy tone echoing even more through deans head then it usually did. And it was as if he could hear castiels true voice a little because a ring like he heard once hit his head. "You..seem different." Castiel said, he could feel the difference but he couldn't see what it was...
"yeah..i-i know that, cas." Dean said, acknowledging his change to.
Castiel walked around the bed, to get closer to dean as he tried to touch deans face, his hand hovering over deans skin a few inches from it.
The sound of castiels heart pumping his blood throughout cas's body made deans vision go blurry. he was tempted but quickly backed up from castiel. Shaking his head and keeping a good distance between him and cas "don't..please-" he said, worrying he'd hurt castiel, he didn't wanna drink blood and angel blood? God knows what that could do.
Castiels hand fell as he rested it beside his well side, he tilted his head a little to the side as his expression twisted into confusion, his eyebrows furrowed as his head went back to its original angle. He looked at the ground then back up at dean, locking eyes with him* "dean, I am only here to help." he said. thinking he had done something wrong or to upset dean.
dean knew castiel meant no harm, it hurt him to deny cas.. he enjoyed when castiel and him got closer..wait that sounded creepy he shook his head and tried to set his mind to one thing.. The sound of castiels blood got louder almost covering castiels words. but he could just a little make out castiels speech. "I know..cas, it's not-" he sighed, cupping his own face as he groaned into his hands and shook his head a little
"it's not what, dean?" castiel asked with another head tilt, he was curious...
"..somethings wrong cas..I'm scared." Dean said as his hands started to shake. he fiddled with his fingers
castiels eyes widened a bit with mostly shock, dean had never admitted to castiel that he was "scared"...something was wrong, he approached dean but didn't get too close, he wanted to respect deans space. "then let me help, dean".
dean noticed castiels step and was prepared to back up but..didnt because he didn't get to close "you..can't" dean admitted, he wanted castiels help but he didn't want to hurt him.
"why so?" castiel said as he kneeled down to dean, who was now sitting on the floor against the walls of the corner of the room (??).
Dean hugged his legs as he rested his chin on his knees.. He didn't know how to explain it so he.. just needed to be honest. "I can hear your blood." he admitted as his eyes furrowed.
Castiel frooze..what?.. he was confused. "what do you mean?" he wasn't very good with humans and stuff.. he hoped this was somewhat normal.
"I can hear it move around. it's loud.." dean admitted.
"dean..." Castiel scotted closer to dean, able to touch deans knee and give him his best attempt of a comforting touch, he squeezed deans knee. "..? are you.." castiel said, kind of realizing shit. he was a vampire.
Dean tried to get away from cas but he was already in the corner of the room he couldn't go nowhere else, he shivered as he felt castiels cold skin touch his jeans "Please..."
castiel thought dean was begging for his blood, hopefully his vessels blood. but he was clueless to the fact that dean was pleading for cas to back up, he took out a pocket knife which made dean kind of jump but castiel gave him a reassuring smile. and pressed the blade against his skin, sliding it down on his arm. the blood began to drip.
Dean shivered and his vision became so blurry, castiel only looked like a blob in front of him. his hearing echoed, the sound of blood got to its peak. he.. tried to pull back but his teeth Begun to turn sharp, like a mouth of teeth, his mouth began to uncontrollably drool.
"it's okay, dean. go ahead" Castiel said as he moved his arm closer to dean.
dean didn't want to. He really didn't but...Suddenly his mouth latched onto the small cut castiel had made on his arm. his teeth digging into the skin, he could hear castiel wince at this. his tongue licked and pecked at it. he began to suck, he was drinking castiels blood. god he was sick. but it was so good. he needed more.
Castiel groaned and bit his lip, to try to hide the fact it hurt like hell. It felt like a bunch of razor blades in his skin, obviously he would heal like nothing happened but pain still was a thing for him.
he hinced(?) as he felt the suction of dean drinking his blood. he watched dean, how desperate He was, for every single drop he could get to. In between deans feeding he mumbled sorrys. and apologies, castiel felt sorry.
He did everything he could to get every drop. his mind went blank as he drank away. he felt like he was on a whole another planet. It was so good.. so.. Good..
castiel would grab dean and put him on his lap, as he sat down. he rubbed deans head in an attempt to comfort him "..'ts alright, dean..take all you need." he said with a wide smile, he didn't mind, minus how painful it was. he forced a happy face.
Dean looked castiel in the eyes as his pupils turned red as well the blood he was drinking. he...Couldn't stop. He lost track of time he had no idea how long he'd been at this... and he didn't care. He needed this...
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Lady Miss Clara Entwhistle
'Miss Entwhistle' or 'Miss Clara Entwhistle' is said 93 times across Seasons 1 and 2 of Victoriocity. 'Lady [Clara] Entwhistle' is never said until S3E4. I'm obsessed with the fact that every time Clara has introduced herself or been referred to by name - every time she's been 'Miss' rather than 'Lady' - it's been a symbol for her of how she's building her own life, separate from her family and their expectations for her. She could have adopted a whole new name if she wanted to entirely disguise her aristocratic family ties, but she choose a more subtle shift.
Before she came to London, how many times had she walked into rooms she didn't want to be in and been announced as 'Lady Clara Entwhistle'? Did it feel strange to her at first, the switch to introducing herself without any hint at her father's Earldom? Or did it just feel right, her name finally able to stand on its own, like she was trying to?
How many situations has Clara been in since moving to London where her title would have commanded respect and made things easier? How many people has she met who would have been impressed that she was a member of the aristocracy, who might have cooperated more quickly or revealed information more easily had they known? In the confrontation with Merrick in the House of Commons, for example, would there have been quite so much jeering and disbelief from the benches at the words of an Earl's daughter, as opposed to a random unmarried female journalist? But she's never played that card - it's never felt worth it to her.
When we first meet Clara as she enters London, she says "Well, my mother's occupation is... Lady, I suppose. And I am a journalist." Lady is a role which defines her mother, who is appalled by the idea of having an occupation. "Why couldn’t you just have married a duke, moved to Saxony and died of scarlet fever like your sister?" is funny in its ridiculousness, but it's also horrifying; Clara's mother would prefer a dead daughter than a daughter who is living the life Clara wants. That's something that must weigh on her, even when the ties are cut. Coming from an environment like that, it's no wonder if she sees a life of autonomy and independence as inherently incompatible with any acknowledgement of the role in society she was born into. So she goes by 'Miss', and she doesn't seem to talk about her aristocratic heritage, and still she's asking herself "what it means to be free, for birds or people"...
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