I just got on a RRR kick and remembered how much I loved Onika. At some point, I asked if she was a R!McGucket. There’s a chance I subconsciously put a bit of Onika into McRosa. Going off of that…
It was laughable, really, how the version of Vira missing memories ended up with someone who in a past life had been in a situation and even currently had initially offered up the entirety of her own memories. Maybe the latter was the reason McRosa ended up getting the chip rather than any other reincarnation. If Vira had landed in her hands a life sooner, well, Dipper could only imagine what trouble Vira would get into.
No, and no! They go out for about two years and break up due to creative differences.
Belle never marries, and she never has children. She is perfectly content to be ‘cool Auntie Belle’ to a horde of assorted Pineses and to travel the world having adventures.
Of course, this is all ‘canon-for-a-given-value-of-canon’, like most of TAU!
A whole year’s worth of plotting, planning, daydreaming, and anticipating had all crumbled in front of Belle’s eyes when Onika, eyes sparkling and wearing a smile to rival the sun, held up her invitation to the finals of the robotics competition she’d entered, with the same date as the night of prom splashed across the bottom of the page; Belle had swallowed her disappointment, though – the girl she’d been planning to ask had just gotten the opportunity of a lifetime, and Belle was going to be at least as excited about it as Onika was, dammit.
She’d agreed to come along mostly to be a good sport, since all her prom night dreams were dashed anyway, but Belle was pleasantly surprised to find that instead of the glorified math class she’d expected, the competition was a series of battles to the death – or at least dismemberment – between bots with cute names and impressive weaponry, and she found herself cheering almost as loud as Onika when her team’s creation won the final bout.
And when Onika turned to face Belle, her eyes shining, and scooped Belle clean off her feet, spinning her around once before planting a huge, deep kiss square on her mouth, Belle had to admit that this was better than any prom night romance she’d been imagining.
– Belle spends an hour in the bathroom and then comes out looking almost exactly the same as she did when she went in, except maybe with some searingly bright eyeshadow on and a scrunchie in her hair. She spends most of that time lip-synching to old pop songs in the mirror.
– Onika spends an hour in the bathroom but every second of that time is used strategically in deploying a beauty routine that shows exactly the kind of meticulous thought and planning and steady hand that has also made her a fearsome competitor on the international amateur combat-robotics circuit.
– Lionel showers in five minutes and makes a half-hearted attempt to clean his glasses.
– Mike spends half an hour trying to put on his leg without making something explode.
– Alice spends all her time trying to pick out an outfit and then slaps on some mascara and runs out the door with a piece of toast in her mouth.
– Mira takes fifteen minutes to wash her face, brush her teeth, put on makeup and choose an outfit, and then spends twenty minutes trying to decide which contacts to wear and trying to put on false lashes without stabbing herself in the eye.
– Sun-mi spends an hour contouring and highlighting and then goes ‘fuck it’ and throws on a giant scarf and a beanie and big coat because fashion? Annoying body-form underthings? Those are for days when she doesn’t have Serious Work to do. And you never know when you’re going to have to run away from security guards or climb an electric fence in this business. Can’t have your movement restricted by the modern-day equivalent of corsetry and garters.
– Rosa carefully selects one of the eight thousand red lipsticks from her collection and wastes fifteen minutes making kissy faces in the mirror. The poor person fixing her hair for the day has to try to manouever around her primping and posing, and it does not help that Rosa literally always ends up taking over hair duty herself because none of these people can get it just right.
– Ian realises that the sun is coming up for the second time in a day, thinks about going to bed for about half a second, and decides against it.
Mod M here! As I understand it, the title of Gliese was just a name that Dipper gave to Willow when he accidentally dragged her along on summons and didn’t want the cult who summoned him to know her name. It’s not a title like Mizar that has a role attached to it, it was just a fake name that went well with his (and got latched onto both by other cults and the Twin Souls crowd), so it doesn’t get passed down. Besides, Onika isn’t really into the whole ‘risk-your-life-on-a-regular-basis-to-help-out-your-best-friend’s-demon-brother’ gig. Not that she won’t lend a hand if Belle and Dipper really need it, but she prefers to stay off the front lines and out of the weirdness as much as possible. (Of course, ‘‘as much as possible’ isn’t really all that much, but she tries.)
As for whether she’s a reincarnation, we’ve had asks wondering about it before, but I didn’t have anyone in mind for her when I started writing her. (I’m kind of intrigued by the possibility of her being an r!McGucket, though, seeing as she does have an almost uncanny skill with computers and can program just about anything with a motherboard to do things their creators didn’t even know they could do…)
Thank you so much! She was actually a dash of Pacifica, a dash of Elle Woods, and a handful or two of Nicki Minaj, with a little bit of ‘you know what we don’t see enough of in fiction? Lady coding geniuses’.
edit: BLACK lady coding geniuses, especially.
Mod M jumped on the bandwagon and did up some physical descriptions for her OCs! (Also, discovered just how many she has. There are…kind of a lot.)
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Belle grows out of her close resemblance to Mabel as she gets older and discovers her own style, one that incorporates a lot of bright clashing neon colours, tacky Lisa Frank imagery, 80s silhouettes, and glitter. Looooots of glitter. She has Mabel’s dark, waist-length curly hair, but lets Onika shave half her head for graduation, and within the first year of college has chopped off what’s left to about chin-length, a style she keeps pretty much the same for the rest of her life. She has very rounded features and a wee button nose, and wears rectangular wire-framed glasses and a lot of outrageously coloured eyeshadow. She ends up being about 5’4” and 170 lbs, with most of her weight in her hips and butt, which annoys her to no end because do you know how hard it is to find leggings with patterns of kittens playing laser keyboards in space that fit? Her mother was a Chilean mestiza, but Belle looks very white.
(Dipper bases his appearance on hers more consciously as he ‘ages’ past twelve, but he stays skinny and noodly, and has a tendency to wear formalwear as casual-wear. He gets voted ‘best dressed’ in the yearbook for his usual skinny jeans-dress shirt-suspenders/vest-bow tie combination and has absolutely no idea why. His usual outfit is a three-piece suit with tails, this is dressing down. He stays about half an inch shorter than Belle, who lords it over him every chance she gets.)
Lionel is white, not particularly tall (about 5’10”), and all knees and elbows. He is a university librarian and dresses the part. He’s dark-haired (and won’t admit he’s slightly balding), brown-eyed, and has a rather long face and soft features, with a goofy smile that makes him look at least ten years younger. He has worn a truly atrocious pair of aviator-styled wire-framed glasses straight out of 1982 for the past nearly thirty years and sees absolutely nothing wrong with this.
Onika ends up being nearly six feet tall and almost all muscle. Her hair changes colour, length, and style weekly, and she has a wide selection of coloured contacts, though her own eyes are nearly black. She’s very dark-skinned, and fine-featured with prominent cheekbones and very full lips. She likes to experiment with colour, but her style is generally more conservative than Belle’s (then again, there are many drag queens whose style is more conservative than Belle’s).
Alice, as mentioned, looks almost exactly like Wendy, but pays considerably more attention to clothes; her style is very business casual, with a little bit of glamour sprinkled in. She bobs her hair when she’s about twenty-five and decides she hates it, and never gets it cut short again.
Mike is mixed, black and white; he’s got a fairly square face, the Corduroy genes for freckles, and wears his thick, tightly-curled hair long enough to frame his face, which gives him a boyish look even late into life. He’s a little taller than average height, and a lifelong career in supernatural investigations and investigative demonology has given him some serious muscle tone despite the fact that he’s actually kind of a total nerd whose first love is research (which has saved his life during actual faceoffs against supernatural beasties more than once). His left leg is prosthetic, and he’s fully weaponized it.
Mira is about 5’2”, of Indian descent, with thick black hair to about the middle of her back and dark brown eyes. She has a medium-dark brown complexion, a heart-shaped face with full cheeks, and a slightly hooked nose that she’s made peace with but will never love. She’s a bird-boned little wisp of a thing and has been known to shop in the girls’ section (mostly for inexpensive tutu skirts) – however, she’s still a ‘medium’ or even a ‘large’ in most of the clothes she orders through taobao. She usually wears contact lenses, either plain prescription lenses or circle lenses to make her irises look much bigger, but she also has square black plastic-framed glasses that she wears around the apartment and whenever she’s writing.
Ian is…well, basically Alex Hirsch. He’s about 5’8”, a little shorter than average for guys, and an absolute noodle of a person. Generally spotted sporting jeans and pastel t-shirts with cute images on them, usually with a plaid flannel overtop that clashes horribly, though he takes literally any opportunity to dress up and has an inordinately large collection of bowties. After he loses his right eye, he has it replaced with a state-of-the-art cybernetic implant equipped with a filter that imitates the Sight (and a few other cool tricks); it doesn’t look even remotely natural, being a bright gold and occasionally moving independently. He is almost too fond of freaking Dipper out with it.
Rosa is five feet, fat, and fabulous, if she does say so herself. Just about everything about her appearance is round and soft, including her features, though she has a rather sharp chin and an equally pointed glare. You will never catch her with her platinum-blonde hair down out of its carefully-gelled fauxhawk, or without perfectly winged eyeliner. She’s lost count of how many piercings there are in her ears, but there’s one in her tongue and one in her nose. They match the safety pins, studs, and spikes that dot her rockabilly-punk styled outfits. She’s about as pale as they come and has startlingly blue eyes, which occasionally, when she’s taking a look at someone’s aura (or when she’s particularly pissed off), seem to almost glow.
😀 So I kept meaning to comment on that fic and never did, but I really liked it, and all of this is very exciting. I’m glad Onika didn’t get cut like you were considering at one time. I like her.
Well, thank you! I’m glad you liked it, it was a ton of fun to write. And I’m especially glad you (and everyone else!) like Onika because I have a buttload of headcanons for her and also I had no idea how I was going to get the characters out of the mess they were in without her.
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