You did decide to be kin with Vriska. I mean, if you never read or heard of Homestuck, you never would have found out about her. You can stop being Vriska because you never were her to begin with. She is fictional and does not exist; you cannot literally be Vriska. And you cannot choose to pick up or drop kintypes because then that defeats the whole purpose of having a connection to something or thinking you are it.
I was Vriska in my life previous to my last one. I lived and breathed and fought as a grey skinned creature with blue blood pumping through my veins. I was a self absorbed vain thief, a liar, a cheat. A brooding, angry troll with a twisted smile and a desire for attention. And later I was repentant, guilty, and genuinely desiring of a second chance.
If I had never read homestuck
- I would have still felt that I was supposed to have horns, and fangs
- I would have still looked for a word to describe the kind of romantic enmity that entranced me my whole life
- I would have still woken up in the middle of the night, wondering why I thougt I couldn’t see out of one eye
- I would have still been obsessed with captain hook since I was 3
- I would have still had a crush on Nic Cage as a little girl
- I would have still thought that I was supposed to have black hair
- I would have still remembered fragments of a sky with two moons
- I could go on.
Vriska is only fictional in this universe, by a strange fluke that caused Andrew Hussie to write about the events of another people and another world.
I was Vriska. A part of me still is Vriska. A part of me was Vriska when I was Ken Ichijouji. A part of me will always be Vriska.
