The "wanna be", the "poser", the envious copy-cat or thief of the original, rare, and genuine qualities in this world.
We might know someone with this mirror-like character, or have experienced it out of circumstance, abstractly, via philosophy, but it happens; the messy, gory act of taking something clean, quality, self-sovereign, and passing it off as something else, someone else, intended as another thing entirely.
There are always stains left of such an act, the consequences that inevitably come to light for the fact of what was done.
This was originally a pure vision, the metaphor for the white soul, the Unicorn, so to speak.
But then, I liked the idea of it being fake - An assumed identity, by someone hoping to pass it off, out of insecurity, envy, instability, and a kind of blind obsession with what is out of reach.
People can do cruel, insensitive things while under the panic of passion for something beyond themselves. The murder of a thing, or an idea...
After all, those who can't seem to find and face their own unique individuality take it from elsewhere. It never fits right, it never looks right, or wears right, but they try to fool themselves that it's theirs, nonetheless.
Here, she's done the messy deed, she's taken the rare horn for herself, and she's caught between proudly bearing it, and wondering if others see the lie of it.
Not all archetypes are good and virtuous - Series II, Clown #7 demonstrates this.
A Madcap Credo's Wanna Be...
Also, Happy Halloween, All-Souls'-Night, Lughnasadh, what have you, at the end of the month! Disguises are the theme.
-Mairin-Taj
