Welp, I’m off to Galacon. See you in two days!
Those of you I won’t see there, have a nice weekend!
The Lacera Hive
Not much is known of this hive except that it’s related to the Miasma Hive by way of its queen, Lacera, who was Miasma’s mother. Supposedly they originated somewhere in the Badlands near Appleloosa, but didn’t get noticed until they moved to Manehattan in an attempt to overtake the Miasma Hive’s territory and plentiful resources. In the ensuing battles queen Lacera was killed by her daughter and those of her hive who didn’t surrender were executed on the spot. The few surviving members are now part of the Miasma Hive.
Queen Lacera herself was said to be a very hard woman from an older generation of queens in whose comparison the battles between the current hives appear like friendly competition. As her daughter describes it, “she was very ugly, both inside and out”, which says a lot considering who it’s coming from.
"So what do you think of the new ambassador?"
"Bah, he’s a bumbling buffoon! The way he’s parading around, I wouldn’t be surprised if he turns up in a ditch by the end of the week."
"Oh, I hope not. He seems nice…"
"Sweetie, they ALL seem nice until you find out what they actually want. It’s always the same."
"Well, at least he looks good."
The Diplomat-verse’s Princess Celestia. Empress. Absolute ruler. Practically revered as a goddess.
But the truth is, Celestia is tired. Tired of the games and schemes, tired of all the big and small cruelties her subjects inflict on each other. She knows most of what’s going on, but her hands are tied. There are too many parties involved. Remove one and it would all break down, devolve into chaos. And so she recedes more and more from her duties, only gets involved when absolutely necessary. Already she feels she is doing nothing more but represent, maintain her image, smile and wave. It is too much. With heavy heart, she locks herself away whenever possible, ignores the terrible realities around her. The sun is hidden behind clouds.
And that concludes our major players for this alternate universe. Not sure what I’m gonna do with them yet, but if I can think of something, I’ll throw in an illustration or two. Short scenarios are always welcome, and of course you’re free to draw or write them yourself too. Hope you enjoy!
Oh god, I’m really nervous about showing you this.
I’m, at best, a mediocre artist, and I really wanted to take my shot at trying your Diplomat-verse version of Spike out. I personally like it, I’ll admit, it’s a little sketchy, but nothing’s perfect. He has a hand at the end of that arm, but…just hands. -.-
If it looks similar, I already posted it on my own art blog, arting-for-the-lolz, so I’m sorry if your getting this twice.
hee, cute ^^
huh, seems so. changing it now.
Ah, the man of the hour.
Spike’s hair in Carni’s diplomat-verse reminds me of my genderswapped Spike’s hairstyle, haha. I think it suits him nicely c:
aww shiet here we go
"I don’t care what your headcanons look like personally, as long as no one tries to dictate what they can or can’t see an imaginary person as looking like."