Interviewer: How does it feel being a side character?
SC: [clears their throat and looks around the room, rather perplexed] …Well, sometimes I’m not fully aware of my own feelings. Usually, the Main Character is better at knowing what I feel or think within minutes of meeting me. But I guess you could say I have the short end of the stick when it comes to the story overall.
Interviewer: And what do you mean by that?
SC: [exhales] You see, if I’m the best friend…I’m there to be quirky, provide convenient help to the MC at the last moment, or die. If I’m an enemy or a threat to a relationship, I’m just as good as dead or vilified—even if it’s nothing serious. In case you don’t know dying really sucks, especially if you’re given less than a paragraph for the MC to grieve you and then it’s like you never existed to them after that.
Interviewer: I understand what you mean. As for relationships, how does that work out for you?
SC: I’m usually single, but if I have a relationship my partner dies tragically or dumps me for the MC. My relationship drama is seen as childish or petty, even if the MC unrealistically has two potential love interests fighting over them the entire storyline. Of course, I’m expected to be supportive while the MC is allowed to be selfish and unreliable.
Interviewer: I see. It happens quite often.
SC: Too often.
Interviewer: So in regards to your place in the story, what would you like to happen?
SC: I would like to be more than just being there. You know what I mean? Sometimes I feel like I’m made of cardboard, magically able to say a few lines to the MC or serve as their stepping stone. I want more depth.
Interviewer: And what would you like to say to the MCs out there?
SC: Don’t forget the people you care for. The friends and family you’ve known your entire life, those who have helped and supported you. Don’t forget us over the love interests you’ve only just met. We want our happily-ever-afters, too.
Interviewer: Nicely said. That’s all I have for you today. Thank you for coming.
SC: You’re welcome. It’s nice having a life outside the MC’s existence. Now I’ll go and wait until they have some use for me, again.
Birthchild of procrastination–so I shall now go finish my essay. 🙂