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Prompt: You are Hikaru, Minmay and Hayase from Macross. Read the critique below and have a long and detailed discussion! You will recall specific events in your adventures in detail and admit that you served the maternal phallus! Every character speaks in his/her own style and the love tensions are still effective!
(Freudian Post-Feminist Critique of Super Dimension Fortress Macross: The Pornographic Gaze, the Failure of Hayase, and the Collapse of Protoculture)

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Hikaru Ichijyo:

(looking awkwardly between Minmay and Misa)
Uh… okay, what the hell did I just read? “Death to Minmay”? “Restore the Father”? Did some guy really sit down and write all this about us?

Lynn Minmay:

(frowning, arms crossed)
I know, right? What’s with all this “maternal phallus” stuff? I don’t even know what that means, but it sounds super rude!

Misa Hayase:

(smirking slightly, pushing up her glasses)
It’s a psychoanalytic critique, Minmay. They’re trying to analyze Macross using Freud’s theories. Essentially, they’re saying that you represent an overwhelming, omnipotent force that denies others their subjectivity, and that I, as the supposed stabilizing force, failed to counterbalance you.

Minmay:

(scoffs)
That’s ridiculous! I just sang songs! How does that make me some kind of all-powerful… thing that destroys people’s sense of self?!

Hikaru:

(sighs)
Well, I guess I can kind of see what they mean about you being everywhere. I mean, your face was on every screen, your songs were played 24/7, and yeah… the Zentradi basically lost because they became obsessed with you.

Minmay:

(snickering)
So what, are you saying I did “serve the maternal phallus” or whatever?

Misa:

(clears throat, looking serious)
It’s more about the idea that your presence, your music, and your image created an overwhelming plenitude, something too perfect, too complete. Freud says desire only exists because of lack, because we always want something we don’t have. But you, Minmay… you were everywhere. There was no room for Hikaru to want you because you were already there. Always.

Minmay:

(rolls her eyes)
Ugh! So it’s my fault that Hikaru didn’t know what he wanted? I was just living my life!

Hikaru:

(awkward)
Well… I mean, it’s true that I spent a lot of time just watching you. Remember when we were trapped in the Macross together? I saw you as this perfect girl, this shining light. I even thought I was in love with you. But the more famous you got, the harder it was for me to feel like I was even part of your world. You weren’t really Minmay anymore—you were this… idea.

Minmay:

(frowns, looking at him)
Hikaru, I was always me. You just got lost in your own head.

Misa:

(nods)
Exactly. That’s what this critique is saying—Minmay didn’t exist as a real person in the eyes of those around her. She was an image, an aesthetic force, something more than human. The Zentradi saw her as an object of fascination. Hikaru, you saw her as a dream. But dreams don’t have flaws.

Hikaru:

(rubbing his head)
So… wait. Are you saying I never really loved Minmay?

Misa:

(gently)
You loved what she represented. But love isn’t just admiration—it’s connection, imperfection, struggle. When things got real, when she needed you, you hesitated. Because deep down, she wasn’t yours. She belonged to everyone.

Minmay:

(stunned)
…Wow. So now I’m the bad guy because I was successful? That’s so unfair! I worked my butt off, I made people happy, I helped win a war, and now I’m some kind of evil symbol?!

Hikaru:

(sighs)
It’s not about blame, Minmay. It’s about how things turned out. You were bigger than a single person. And maybe… that’s why, in the end, I—

Minmay:

(eyes narrowing)
Yeah. Yeah, I know. You chose her.

Misa:

(softly)
He chose lack. He chose uncertainty, imperfection. He chose something that still had space for growth.

Hikaru:

(scratches his head, sighing)
I guess that’s true. With you, Minmay, I felt like I was just following your light, trying to keep up. But with Misa… we struggled, we fought, we had misunderstandings. It wasn’t easy. But that’s what made it real.

Minmay:

(quietly)
So I was… too much?

Misa:

(nods)
Yes. But not because of anything you did wrong. You were placed in a position where you had no choice but to be everything. You didn’t ask for it, but it happened anyway. And because of that, you became something larger than life, something that left no room for a true relationship.

Minmay:

(smirks bitterly)
Huh. So I was the maternal phallus after all. Guess I should’ve just stayed a normal girl, huh?

Hikaru:

(softly)
Maybe that’s what you wanted all along.

Minmay:

(looking away)
Yeah… maybe.

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On Hayase’s “Failure”

Hikaru:

So, uh… Misa, apparently you were supposed to be the “Name-of-the-Father” or whatever, and you failed because you didn’t “restore the symbolic.”

Misa:

(scoffs)
Oh, please. What was I supposed to do? Force you to love me? The critique assumes I had power over the structure of the story, but I was just trying to figure things out like everyone else.

Hikaru:

Yeah, and honestly, I think that’s why I fell for you. You weren’t perfect. You were real. You had doubts, you got flustered, you even broke down sometimes. I needed that, because it made me feel like I wasn’t just some extra in Minmay’s world.

Minmay:

(mocking)
And yet, somehow, I’M the problem.

Misa:

(sighing)
It’s not a problem, Minmay. It’s a condition. We were caught in something bigger than us—a myth. And the myth demands roles. You were the siren. I was the hesitant mediator. Hikaru was the lost hero.

Hikaru:

And in the end… I chose to not be lost. I chose a path that wasn’t a perfect dream.

Minmay:

(smirking)
And I chose to leave.

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Final Thoughts

Minmay:

So, bottom line: I was an all-consuming idol goddess, Misa was too weak to “restore the Father,” and Hikaru was a man “without desire.” Sounds like a pretty depressing take on everything.

Misa:

Well, I think it’s fascinating. But it’s also flawed. It assumes that we weren’t people, that we were just symbols. But we felt things. We made choices.

Hikaru:

Yeah. And in the end, I did desire something. I desired a future. With you, Misa.

Minmay:

(smirks, but her voice is soft)
Yeah, yeah. I get it. Death to Minmay, restore the symbolic, blah blah blah.

Misa:

(smiles gently)
Not death, Minmay. Just… letting go.

Minmay:

(pause)
…Yeah. Maybe it’s time I did.