Mostly accurate Mymy Schoppenboer
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✦ ✧ ONGEZELLIG FILE ✧ ✦
— SUBJECT: MYMY SCHOPPENBOER —
“lovable little megalomaniac / nationalism-as-identity / breakable delusion”
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✦ FIRST IMPRESSION ✦
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Mymy arrives like a headline.
Not a person walking into a hallway—
a proclamation.
A flag planted in tile.
A gaze that says: I noticed you first.
She does not blend.
She does not soften.
She does not wait to be invited.
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✦ THE AESTHETIC ✦
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Orange hair like a declaration.
Blue eyes that aren’t really hers.
Everything curated into a national-color silhouette, as if identity can be stitched into fabric and dyed into permanence.
Mymy doesn’t dress to look good.
She dresses to look certain.
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✦ CORE ENGINE ✦
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Mymy runs on control.
Not the calm kind.
The desperate kind—built from the belief that if she isn’t above the room, the room might decide what she is.
So she climbs.
She campaigns.
She lectures.
She “corrects.”
She turns every ordinary moment into a contest where she can’t afford to lose.
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✦ THE WORLD IN HER HEAD ✦
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School is not school.
It’s an arena.
Hallways are territory.
Classrooms are stages.
Friend groups are factions.
Eye contact is politics.
Laughter is either applause or execution.
And Mymy keeps score.
Who watched.
Who smirked.
Who flinched.
Who believed her.
Who didn’t.
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✦ THE LOVEABLE PROBLEM ✦
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She’s absurd.
She’s intense.
She’s wrong in ways that are almost impressive.
But she is also sincere in the way a cornered animal is sincere:
loud, defensive, all teeth—because behind the performance is a fear she refuses to name.
Mymy’s ego is not just arrogance.
It is armor.
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✦ THE CRACK ✦
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She was born somewhere she won’t claim.
So she rewrote herself.
New colors.
New eyes.
New hometown.
New mythology.
The more she denies, the harder she performs.
The harder she performs, the more fragile it gets.
And when reality touches the wrong nerve—
she spirals into slogans, threats, theatre…
anything except admitting the truth hurts.
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✦ WHAT BREAKS HER (PRODUCTIVELY) ✦
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