#cookin wit da capo my beloved. jinkies man get some therapy

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augh. one of the reasons capochin has captivated me is how openly his character is driven by desperation. he's an insecure little man, preening his own feathers and lording his power over the bizzyboys whenever he can. having full say over how many letters their names have = having control over their identity, autonomy, and sense of self, forcing them to "earn" their worth back by shaping themselves to his orders and whims, which reflects capochin's relationship to inspekta. he longs to be loved and he's hungry for respect. he's desperately lonely. it's clear that he was in a bleak place before inspekta came along, and inspekta's ascension to godhood was a given for capochin, his first and most zealous devotee. the most loyal and most useful and most perfect--strip me down to my parts, eat my heart, cut away anything he doesn't need. do his dirty work without complaint and win his love. i just need one chance. one chance to feel like i belong. once he's seen all i've done for him, how i've given everything for him, when he's finally satisfied, maybe i'll feel like i should. maybe i'll be satisfied too. deep down he recognizes that inspekta doesn't care about him anymore, or at least that inspekta is using him more than he cares for him, and that the plan to open the rift is a bad one. but he craves inspekta's respect more than anything else and is terrified of acknowledging that the man he's loyally, ceaselessly worshipped and served doesn't have his best interests at heart, so he doesn't until his terror overcomes him and he can't deny it any longer. you can feel the feverish hunger that fuels everything he does. he's an annoying shithead that constantly gets in your way on purpose and as you learn more about him the veil is drawn back and you realize, ah, this is a broken man. A+, no notes, 10/10 would break his spirit again