#Prince Keldor

[callaofmageros]

My toxic trait is if I listen to Filmation Skeletor laugh long enough I start laughing with him.

[adalineozie]

Love the fact that Eternia's nobility is probably so mad at the fact that Miro has a half Gar son who he accepted as part of the royal family. Randor fell in love, married, and had children with an alien instead of a noble. To top it all off, a version of Adora is gay for an Etherian and has a kid with her and Adam and Teela decide to adopt a feral child they found and make him their heir instead.

[alexologyart]

Commission for @callaofmageros with their OC Calla and Skeletor :)

Full resolution always on patre0n/kofi!

[callaofmageros]

This guy...

[evilhorse]

You’ll face my wrath again, He-Man!

(He-Man and the Masters of the Universe minicomic: Temple of Darkness)

[swervesfirstblaster]

Spoilers from the art of he-man and the masters of the universe of the s4 of cgi motu!!

MARLENA IS ALIVE!!! It seems shes gonna play a very big role in next season since not only shes back on Earth but she also knows secrets about Hordak?? Also maybe we will get Adora (i mean someone to take her place since they cant use her)?!?!? Im already making many theories and questions: first off, how did she get back to Earth and why? How she knows about Hordak?? This all hopefully will explain why Adora is missing

ALSO DESPARA? I dont think shes Adora but who knows... Im very excited to see Teela, Adam, Duncan AND Keldor on Earth looking for Marlena (the family drama will be amazing) I hope Adam and her get a good development too

Add: krass and ork-O are going to stay in Eternia to protect it from the horde invasion

[templeofskelegod]

If anyone wants to write new Keldor fan fiction, I will excitedly and happily read it.

[edgar-allan-possum]

I've been thinking about this and it seems the obvious implication is that this is the first family portrait they've had taken since Adora (or this show's equivalent given the rights issues) went missing. That's why everyone looks so tense and dour. The empty space was done on purpose to show that the family isn't whole, and out of universe also serves to visually separate Keldor from the rest of the family, foreshadowing his attempted coup.

I also have a headcanon that Adora was Keldor's favorite, and that her kidnapping contributed to his feeling Randor wasn't a fit ruler. This would never have happened if HE was in charge! That's neither here nor there, though.

[izzystrawhat]

MOTU: Revolution

Adam with his Daddy, Randor and his Uncle Keldor

[emperorsfoot]

I wish Dare and Skeleteen had interacted with each other more.

They barely even appear in the same panel together! Across the entire Classics-Line comics, Dare and Skeleteen only appear together in 3 panels, and in only ONE(1) of them are they even interacting with each other.

[khakilike]

Masters of the Universe: Masterverse #2, Tim Seeley and E.J. Su & Michael Wiggam

[callaofmageros]

Been thinking more on my earlier idea of Keldor being faced with Henry VIII type dilemmas.

I figure that Eternian monarchies may not follow *all* of the same rules as monarchies here on Earth. That said regnant queens don't appear too common on Eternia in the Filmation cartoon. I remember the Queen of Phantos, but I'm drawing a blank otherwise.

Etherian queens reigning in their own right were more common, though kings are also seen.

I would be curious to explore the possibility that perhaps Keldor himself pushes for his eldest daughter to rule after him and maybe encounter opposition from Miro. Maybe the frustration of his ideas being dismissed all the time finally drives him to seek life elsewhere.

I need to do a rewatch, but Skeletor doesn't seem to dismiss women out of hand though he's made a few sexist comments. When Adora pretends to faint he says "eh, just like a woman!"

He does though take Evil Lyn pretty seriously and of all his minions, treats her the most equally and gives her opinion the most weight.

I could see a less cynical Keldor push for his daughters to rule after him.

[too-many-blorbos]

Keldor's forces have been defeated and driven to the Dark Hemisphere. Keldor is freshly skull-faced and unstable because of it. And in this situation, Evil-Lyn realizes she's expecting.

The Dark Hemisphere is no place to raise a child. Keldor isn't fit to parent right now and honestly, neither is Evil-Lyn. Most of Eternia is still recovering from the war, and a Gar child will be shunned in the wake of it. Evil-Lyn can only think of one thing to do. She sends the baby to Randor. Anonymously, of course. Randor is her enemy, but she knows he's not going to let an innocent child suffer, and he has the power to find a good home for even a Gar.

What she didn't anticipate was Randor and Marlene raising the child THEMSELVES. Randor sees the baby as more than a son. He, a new king, raising a child who looks like his mortal enemy--it's the perfect message of peace, of a united Eternia. Adam will be a living symbol.

Or so he hoped. In truth, the idea of a Gar eventually taking the throne caused outrage. So, with some magical help, they disguised the boy as a human, hoping that with time, Eternia would heal enough to accept him.

Adam has always known he's adopted. He's always known he's not human. What he doesn't know is that his greatest enemy, the scourge of Eternia, is also his father.

I've seen the "Adam is Keldor's son" idea before, but only today did I realize how well it fits with my own "Adam is adopted" headcanon. Iirc OG He-Man lore stated that Evil-Lyn had a son with Skeletor, but sent him away (to a different dimension?) for his safety. So now I have to chew on this AU for a bit where she instead sends her son to the most goody-two-shoes person on Eternia.

[alexologyart]

Prince Keldor of the House of Miro

Commission for @emperorsfoot

Full resolution on my Patreon!

[roninkairi]

To answer that:

Yes, in just about every iteration, Skeletor and Keldor have been one and the same. (In the case of Revelations and Revolution though, it seems that Skeletor is an actual separate personality from Keldor)

Deadpool: So...you finished all of the episodes of "Masters of The Universe: Revolution?

Me: Yup.

Deadpool: So I guess you know what that means? (Prince Adam rushes in)

Prince Adam: YES!! THAT JOKE IS OFFICIALLY DEAD!!

Deadpool: Not only that...he's got to say one OTHER THING...(Deadpool puts on headphones)

Me: (deep breath)

P. Adam: Wait, why are you putting on--

Me: WELL ITS ABOUT FUCKING TIME!!! 40 YEARS ADAM! ALMOST 40 FUCKING YEARS OF WATCHING YOU EITHER IGNORE OR HORRIBLY FLIRT WITH TEELA!!! AND YOUR FATHER HAD TO PRACTICALLY DIE AND ETERNIA NEARLY GOT TURNED INTO A TECHNO HELLSCAPE BY YOUR OWN DAMN UNCLE BEFORE THE TWO OF YOU IDIOTS FINALLY GOT THE MESSAGE! I WAS THIS CLOSE TO PULLING A CHRIS REDFIELD AND CHASE YOUR ASS DOWN!! NOW YOU GO FIND A HOTEL AND HAVE SEX WITH TEELA OR I WILL GO NUTS AND SUMMON EVERY FUCKING ELDRITCH ABOMINATION YOU HAVEN'T MET TO KNOCK THE SENSE BACK INTO YOU!!

P. Adam: Um...ok. (The Woman Formerly Known As Evil-Lyn walks in)

Lyn: I actually agree with the psychopath. Go get laid already.

Deadpool: I could have sworn those two hooked up in the comics--

Lyn: The comics and cartoon versions are VASTLY different.

@hesjayrich @airebeam

[pennamesmith]

Twin Pattern

Another Masters of the Universe: Revolution story. Hordak confronts Adam, and phones home.

—

The castle was his.

Hordak sat on the great throne of Grayskull and felt the power thrumming at his fingertips — power now safely contained by Motherboard’s hand. He felt triumph, yes, and the thrill of conquest, but even more than that he felt relief. His mightiest enemy lay neutralized. At last, Eternia was safe. He let out a breath.

There was a commotion at his feet. He deigned a glance.

“Keldor! How could you?”

It was the champion. He-Man. Except he was only Adam now, without his precious powers. The boy struggled against his bonds.

“He was your brother! You sold out your family for…”

Skeletor cackled as he lorded over the scene, discarding his disguise before the shocked prince. “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!”

Hordak thought about family.

“That’s right, you boob!” Skeletor gloated. “It was me all along. And you fell for it! You were simply too nice for your own good!”

Adam crumpled in defeat, the spirit draining from his body. Hordak leaned forward. He was watching closely now.

Skeletor made an exaggerated yawn. “Well, this is all terribly exciting, but it’s getting late, so I should probably get my baby nephew here into his playpen.” He patted Adam roughly on the head. “By which I mean the dungeons. I’m going to put you in jail. Only it’s like baby jail, because you’re a baby. That’s the joke. Get it?”

“I got it.” Sighing, Adam struggled to his feet and turned to leave at Skeletor’s prodding.

“Wait.”

They both froze as Hordak suddenly spoke. He rose from his seat and crossed to where they stood, flanked by troopers. Silently, he assessed the young hero, red eyes wary. Adam glared back icily.

“So. You are this generation’s guardian of Grayskull,” Hordak said at last. “What a puny, pitiful paladin you’ve proven to be.”

“What do you know about Grayskull?” Adam replied levelly.

Hordak bared his teeth. “More than you might imagine, mortal,” he growled.

He tried not to think about how familiar Adam’s blue eyes looked. How easy it was to recognize the color of his hair; the shape of his face. It was chance that had determined which crib he’d reached into all those years ago. He could just as easily have taken…

Adam stuck out his chin. “We’ve defeated invaders before. You’re no different.”

“I am singular,” Hordak insisted. He paced a slow circle around Adam, hands behind his back as if inspecting a wayward soldier. Yes, this impudence was familiar to him as well. The fire of Grayskull. He tried to shut out the thoughts that clamored in the back of his mind. The boy was a threat. Perhaps the greatest challenge there was to the future he hungered for, whether he knew it or not.

“You are nothing,” Hordak said, and hoped desperately that he believed it.

“I guess it would seem that way, to someone who thinks in ones and zeros,” Adam countered.

“Bah! This fight is a lot older than you are, boy!” Skeletor cut in. “How about you let the grownups talk for a while?”

“Be silent, acolyte.” Hordak pushed Skeletor away and leaned so close to Adam that he could smell the righteous fury. “It would be so much simpler to succumb, scion. Why do you persist?”

Adam allowed himself a smile. “I’ve died before. Guess I’m just not suited for it.”

“Brave words. But you would not have to die,” Hordak offered. “I am more generous than you may have judged me. The Horde’s order will make a utopia of the universe. Even so rebellious a wretch as yourself could find a future with our family. If you surrender.”

“You’re no family of mine,” Adam spat back.

Hordak snarled and whirled away, his cape an angry wave. “Get out, then!” he barked, careful not to show his face. “Make yourself useful, Skeletor. Put our guest in the deepest, darkest dungeon we have. I don’t care what you do with him after that, so long as I don’t have to witness it.”

He stalked back to the throne, and did not turn to see if his order had been obeyed.

“I live to serve,” Skeletor replied, hardly bothering to hide the sarcasm in his voice. “Let’s go, twerp.”

He dragged Adam away, and the troopers followed.

Hordak waited until they were all gone before he spoke again.

“Motherboard. Open direct communications to the Fright Zone. I would speak with your true master.”

“As you wish, Lord Hordak.” The machine-woman’s eyes glowed, and the room was bathed in purple holographic light. Hordak’s face softened at the image of a cluttered laboratory, and the tireless woman who worked at its center.

“Entrapta.”

The image of the woman looked up. “Hordak! I wasn’t expecting a call. Is the mission going all right?”

“Exquisitely so. Everything is unfolding exactly as I expected. Your marvelous machines have materialized my mastery of these malignant mongrels with miraculous momentum.”

Light years away, in Entrapta’s lab, Hordak was a crimson hologram, large as life. He strode between pulsing engines and crackling instruments. She watched him with laser focus, even as her hands and hair continued fitting parts together.

“Well you don’t have to check in for every little thing,” she said, feigning indifference. “It uses up extra bandwidth to go long-distance like this.”

Hordak drifted closer, eyes piercing. “I can spare it.”

Entrapta shivered. She loved her work. She loved it even more when Hordak looked at her deadly war machines or her technological traps the same way a poet might see the sunset, and praised her just as lyrically. His attention thrilled her. Which was why his next words sent an electric shock straight through her heart.

“Indulge me, Entrapta… are you happy here, with the Horde?”

“What?” Despite being firmly zipped up in her baggy mechanic’s clothes, she couldn’t help feeling suddenly exposed. Unbidden, her hair curled closer around her, the lights in their neural links flashing anxiously.

“I pride myself on employee satisfaction,” Hordak explained. “Does it please you, to be a part of our paradigm?”

Entrapta thought back to when she first saw the dark skull-and-bat banner of the Horde. To the day their troops arrived in her kingdom. To the moment she had looked the mighty conquerer Hordak in his burning eyes, as he bared his teeth for her. She thought of the flames that followed.

“You’ve made my life better,” she said at last.

Hordak might have said something else, but at that moment the door to Entrapta’s lab slid open. A young woman with cropped hair and fierce eyes strode in, crossing straight to the center of the room.

Hordak’s expression changed rapidly — he seemed to grow distant, then suddenly start and remember himself as he warmed into a paternal smile. If Entrapta noticed, however, she didn’t say anything.

Instead, she turned to greet the newcomer. “Ah, you’re just in time, Despara. Hordak wants to know if we’re happy.”

Despara folded her arms. “I’d be happier if you had let me come with you to Eternia.”

“Soon, my child,” Hordak said. “This world is nearly ready for you.

He gestured grandly, and the hologram expanded to show the castle walls and the mighty throne, covered in Motherboard’s circuitry. “See how I have secured the seat of your supremacy. You will rule this wretched realm righteously, once I have eliminated our enemies.”

“You could eliminate them faster with me there,” Despara insisted, but her tone was playful.

“Perhaps.” Hordak rubbed his spiked chin. “Do you desire your destiny so dearly? I cannot fault you for it. It is how I raised you, after all. And I am proud of your progress.”

He looked at her as if noticing something for the first time. “Yes, I daresay I have delayed your deployment long enough.”

Despara and Entrapta shared a surprised glance.

“My lord?” Entrapta ventured. “What are you saying?”

“I am saying I wish to see you at my side. Both of you.” Hordak knelt before the two women and extended a clawed hand. “Despara. Entrapta.”

“Will you join me?”

They returned his gaze with an intensity that transcended words. Of course they would. There was no other way. And this, they all knew, was how things were meant to be.

They would depart with the next fleet. In a matter of days, their family would be whole again. It was safe. Their greatest enemy lay conquered.

Every threat was neutralized.

At the center of the universe, on the Planet Eternia, Hordak stood alone in the great throne room of Castle Grayskull. The communication was closed, and Motherboard was once again diligently downloading data. He breathed in. And told himself that He-Man was no concern of his.

He had the power.