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@bell-temple-beast
[The Queen, forced into dormancy, stirs....]
[ This is a rp blog for my post Weaver Queen ending au! Spoilers will be here and will be untagged. The Queen goes by she/it/he
Main blog @motorizedapocalypse
Story focused asks are welcome and highly encouraged! The only rules for this blog is just don't be gross. That's it.]
Tag Guide:
#The mod pops in = Ooc posts
#Brassmaster's Words = Plain ol texposts
#Brassmaster's Conversations: Interactions with other blogs
[OOC: How would y'all feel if I let this au's versions of Phantom and Lace take some asks too 👀 they're Going Through It in bellhart rn]
Grand Mother Silk sucks.
This is fact.
Even ¡ agree with that noti0n.
YES. NOW. IMMEDIATELY.
If you were a queen what does that make me?
A lower bug.
...It is disgusting, how I cannot move from my horrible prison.... How am I to satisfy the urge to scuttle about my temple in the dead of night?
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
YOUR CREST… IT IS VERY SIMILAR TO MINE. ARE WE… THE SAME?
[The Queen rises a bit from her laying position. Holding her upper body slightly above the steel floor littered with fragments of shell and bone. She seems.... Entertained for once.]
Indubitably so.... We are but the same creature, split across separate threads of reality.... Many, many strands, yet we cross paths here.
The being looks at her counterpart, an eyeless face staring.
THE STRANDS HAVE INTERSECTED. TANGLED, EVEN. YOUR APPEARANCE IS NOT THE ONLY ODDITY I HAVE NOTICED.
Oddities, indeed, ones that enroach upon my territory, Myself.
TO BE HONEST, I DO NOT MIND SOME OF THE NEWFOUND ODDITIES. SOME OF THE LOWER BUGS THAT I HAVE MET, THOUGH IRRITATING, DO INTRIGUE ME SO.
[She fiddles with the bone of a large creature as she speaks, although it appears to seem like nothing more than a splinter compared to her size.]
....Intriguing to watch their affairs, certainly, but I believe they are much more irritating than beneficial in any sort of the matter.
INDEED. I KEEP MY DISTANCE WHEN I CAN. BUT THEY DO BRING NICE GIFTS SOMETIMES.
And these "gifts" include...?
THE GIFTS TEND TO VARY. SOMETIMES THE BUGS ARE KINDLY AND THOUGHTFUL ABOUT THEIR GIFTS. OTHER TIMES THEY TRY TO BRING IN… PLASMIUM.
She shudders a little at the mention.
ONE OF THE GREATEST GIFTS I HAVE RECEIVED WAS A TINY VERSION OF MYSELF TO KEEP ME COMPANY. I QUITE APPRECIATE HER PRESENCE.
You... Have been given gifts you truly appreciate including.... A child? How fascinating... Perhaps lower beings can be of more use than anticipated...
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
YOUR CREST… IT IS VERY SIMILAR TO MINE. ARE WE… THE SAME?
[The Queen rises a bit from her laying position. Holding her upper body slightly above the steel floor littered with fragments of shell and bone. She seems.... Entertained for once.]
Indubitably so.... We are but the same creature, split across separate threads of reality.... Many, many strands, yet we cross paths here.
The being looks at her counterpart, an eyeless face staring.
THE STRANDS HAVE INTERSECTED. TANGLED, EVEN. YOUR APPEARANCE IS NOT THE ONLY ODDITY I HAVE NOTICED.
Oddities, indeed, ones that enroach upon my territory, Myself.
TO BE HONEST, I DO NOT MIND SOME OF THE NEWFOUND ODDITIES. SOME OF THE LOWER BUGS THAT I HAVE MET, THOUGH IRRITATING, DO INTRIGUE ME SO.
[She fiddles with the bone of a large creature as she speaks, although it appears to seem like nothing more than a splinter compared to her size.]
....Intriguing to watch their affairs, certainly, but I believe they are much more irritating than beneficial in any sort of the matter.
INDEED. I KEEP MY DISTANCE WHEN I CAN. BUT THEY DO BRING NICE GIFTS SOMETIMES.
And these "gifts" include...?
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
YOUR CREST… IT IS VERY SIMILAR TO MINE. ARE WE… THE SAME?
[The Queen rises a bit from her laying position. Holding her upper body slightly above the steel floor littered with fragments of shell and bone. She seems.... Entertained for once.]
Indubitably so.... We are but the same creature, split across separate threads of reality.... Many, many strands, yet we cross paths here.
The being looks at her counterpart, an eyeless face staring.
THE STRANDS HAVE INTERSECTED. TANGLED, EVEN. YOUR APPEARANCE IS NOT THE ONLY ODDITY I HAVE NOTICED.
Oddities, indeed, ones that enroach upon my territory, Myself.
TO BE HONEST, I DO NOT MIND SOME OF THE NEWFOUND ODDITIES. SOME OF THE LOWER BUGS THAT I HAVE MET, THOUGH IRRITATING, DO INTRIGUE ME SO.
[She fiddles with the bone of a large creature as she speaks, although it appears to seem like nothing more than a splinter compared to her size.]
....Intriguing to watch their affairs, certainly, but I believe they are much more irritating than beneficial in any sort of the matter.
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
YOUR CREST… IT IS VERY SIMILAR TO MINE. ARE WE… THE SAME?
[The Queen rises a bit from her laying position. Holding her upper body slightly above the steel floor littered with fragments of shell and bone. She seems.... Entertained for once.]
Indubitably so.... We are but the same creature, split across separate threads of reality.... Many, many strands, yet we cross paths here.
The being looks at her counterpart, an eyeless face staring.
THE STRANDS HAVE INTERSECTED. TANGLED, EVEN. YOUR APPEARANCE IS NOT THE ONLY ODDITY I HAVE NOTICED.
Oddities, indeed, ones that enroach upon my territory, Myself.
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
YOUR CREST… IT IS VERY SIMILAR TO MINE. ARE WE… THE SAME?
[The Queen rises a bit from her laying position. Holding her upper body slightly above the steel floor littered with fragments of shell and bone. She seems.... Entertained for once.]
Indubitably so.... We are but the same creature, split across separate threads of reality.... Many, many strands, yet we cross paths here.
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
WHO ARE YOU
....The Altered One, the ones below refer to me as...
I am aware that we have had similar fates, at some point in our long lives.
*gives you zirconium pants*
…I DON’T NEED THESE
Are they consequential enough to send you into a ... Trance, perhaps....?
Tf are you doing there 😭
"....What an odd question. What else would I be doing, if not serving my Queen?"
"...ah.. is this finally working-?
Greetings, humble bugs of Pharloom! Your queen, as a result of unfortunate circumstances, has allowed her attendant, -which would be myself - to awnser inquires in her place for a currently unknown amount of time.
-Queen's Attendant, Quirrel."
Is there any possible solution to have the disgusting, vile, other parts of You to silence themselves for once, fellow Queen? The advice may prove helpful for both of us
@bell-temple-beast
The Queen tilted her head. "... My, my, my, it's like looking in a mirror, is it not? However, I must disagree with calling them disgusting and vile. They're simply... misguided. Silencing them entirely, it's, well, it's not within my means," The Queen admitted. "But they say useful things sometimes; I don't mind."
Guh?!? UH!?!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT OF YOUR CAGE?!?! WAIT WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?!?!
Oh, fantastic, Shaman, I get stuck with YOU! The Queen thought. Brilliant. I can't say you're the last one I'd want to be stuck with, but you're not the FIRST!
... Which one would be the first?
The Architect, of course. The most useful of the bunch, by a long shot.
... Fair enough...
... How utterly useless....
It would quite the pleasant, delectable treat if they could be erraticated fully and thoroughly.
[She momentarily closes her eyes and trills in content, savoring the thought. Midway through her odd planning, she suddenly grumbles and huffs, seeming to be annoyed by a person that is not present.]
1 billion Disembodied hands start ticking
[ With simple movements of strings attached to her hands, many brazen beasts emerge from the area surrounding the Queen's chamber, promptly evicerating them all.]
... How odd.
