I Don't Remember That Move: homunculi pt. 2

you can have your homunculus look like anything you want it to but broadly each type varies between two extremes of form and function, depending on what pieces of your mind you put into it

scraps - hair and skin
excreta - shit and piss
meat - muscle and tendon
blood - vein and scab
bone - cartilage and bone
seed - cum and menses

	id (cha)	ego (int)	superego (wis)
scraps	broken-backed mice of twisted hair, devolving into redwall-esque, prop-twirling pantomime wishes to flourish and wither, be the centre of attention no sense of self, a projection of the group unconscious	performative pretenses of humanity; a potemkin being, the facile skin of humanity unserious, unfocused, fickle, mercurial doesn't want to do what you say, wants to do what you do	like huge hung sheets of dusty skin enshrining a muddy heart of phlegm wants to imitate, conform, tidy, make neat and uniform self-conscious, terrified of attention, freezes or flees when watched
excreta	a sluggish bulk of crusty shit, leaching entropic miasma into the ground is anal-expulsive; spreading, infecting, engulfing obsessive-compulsive, counting, touching, pacing	anally fixated; obsessed with their interaction with the world, with boundaries and transgression hyper-focused, childish, archaean efforts to understand, categorise bile homunculi are more often still in the oral stage, having a desire to eat their way back into the mouth/womb	three score writhing white worms wheezing urea breath from scrunched baby faces is anal-retentive; refining, isolating, dividing obsessive compulsively sorts objects, chemicals extracted from objects
meat	a squat red ape, its head a twisted tongue furred with probing fibrillae compelled to act; push boulders up mountains, flail until it tears spasmic motion, self mutilation, mutual annihilation	uses the world as a means to test themself; a sword that's lodged in them is their sword now pigheaded, quick to anger, wants to solve every problem directly and with force, but understands leverage better than you expected can never lower the stakes	a fat wad of gristle, ten tendon arms grasping for a hostage, a bomb only feels secure in the tensest situations; wants to drive things faster, be the only one that can hold on hypochondriac panic, hysteria, overreaction
blood	a lurching anemone of veins and nerves, of pulsing, tumbling, burrowing gait obsessive exploration, intermingling, a junkie craving for new sensation	of exploration of the outside world, the ego learning to mediate between id and superego driven, persistent, slow to learn, with the passive thirst of a paper towel will happily bleed resources away trying the same thing over and over	flat, territorial scabs on the library wall, with white-celled spurs that melt flesh compelled to clot, seal, hide, hoard agoraphobic, xenophobic, fears of the unknown
bloat	a dozen little hogmen, greedy barbarians wrought from a fistful of tallow and a smear of blood ever chewing, swallowing, absorbing, compulsively gorging no impulse control, cannot overcome need to eat	terrified by the sensation of time passing, a first fumbling fear of mortality passionate, melancholy, melodramatic desperately wants to maximise its lived experience, inevitably drives itself to either swift chaotic death or interminable monotonous starvation	a still pool of liquid fat, ready to pull you in and set hard around you, while it tries to work out what to do hibernates, over-thinks, over-plans, wallows in paranoia cannot parse rapid change, crippled by decision paralysis
bone	a mouth-up manta of cartilage, like an ear, puckering to an agile, intelligent tail flexible, good at adapting its approach, but not its goal can improvise but struggles to learn	an awareness of past and future, a need to perform better next time calculating, focused, narrow-minded tries to optimise performance, flexible enough to adapt, as solid as it can be without shattering	a puzzlebox of tooth-edged knuckles, mind and body splintering into yet more lethal geometries precision, efficiency, refinement, competition can learn but not improvise
seed	an oedipus; fixated on killing the father-mother and impregnating their body to fuel a glorious biogenesis instinct driven to multiply, fuck, breed, become legion	the phallic stage; the cusp of psychosexual development, self-determination complete but not final, not yet perfect direct, prideful, predatory	an elektra; fixated on killing the mother-father and using their seed to construct another, more perfect homunculus obsessed with martyrdom, survival of the fittest, anhedonic sex, lustless procreation