#mudokon queen

[francoisl-artblog]

More sketches of Mudokons characters, I wanted to experiment some pose and expression with theses characters. Once again, they're mainly based on the AU where Mudokons live in a supremacy lead by them and where Glukkons are enslaved. A little thing I thought about their society, is that all Mudokons tribe don't agree on the Moon's exact signification toward them. While most of the tribe and Shamans are persuaded that this a sign of their species's dominance on all Oddworld by ruling all over it, others Mudokons think that this is actually way more spiritual, visualizing it as a quest to supervise and protect Oddworld's inhabitants and Nature. Theses particulars Mudokons mainly constituted of Ivory Shaman, recognizable by their white skin and their falling Purplish feathers, are connected with an Ancient Creature living inside the roots of one the oldest tree in Mudos, called the Great Raisin. According to him, Red Shamans are misinterpreting the Moon's symbolism for centuries. Ivory Mudokons aren't part of the high Council, and are mostly considered as the "Rogue Tribe" among the Mudokons Supremacy. They try to warn Mudokons about Oddworld well being, but they're totally ignored, if not hunted for crime against the Supremacy's authority. ( In very short, they're also the closest thing to the Native tribe from the Canon continuity, mainly the one from Munch's Oddyssey ) Tall Mudokon are, as they name suggest, recognizable by their height and huge amount of feathers on their head and shoulders. Strong and assured, they are Queens and High Shaman's guard, ranged to Mudarcher from Tomahawker. This Anatomical's difference was during a longtime compared and put in the same role as Drones Mudokons, being also slightly taller than regular Mudokons, also with way more feathers, but they're actually a different part in the Mud's hierarchy. It's actually really rare for Tall muds to be Drones, it's quite exceptional. They're still chosen by the Queens themselves to be their protector, and are fondly proud of their missions. Tall Muds that aren't part of the Royalty stuff are still pretty useful to work with others Mudokons at others job. Mudokon are Omnivore, but they are more fonds of fruits. Since they doesn't always go outside their gigantic cities in the sky, they created agricultural greenhouse to grow their fruits (to their credit, theses are actually quite beautiful). Oddworld's fruits are very similar to ours, but their colors, shapes are kind of mixed, Raisins are bright blues for instance and Strawberry have the size and the colors of a melon. And they love it. These fruits are served in huge amounts to Mudokons Queen since they need to adapt their body. In other words, they DO eat a lot. This whole feasting process is actually exhausting for young queens at their beginning, but they eventually comfortably adapt to this diet once theirs organs are used to it. They're helped by selected muds to serve and feed them. Oddworld and Mudokons (c) Oddworld Inhabitants Concept art made by me.

[emi-pello]

Throwback Tuesday!

I made these images back in 2021, the first two in April and the last two in November of that year (if you wonder why the style is slightly different)

[rosieandthefreed]

A real rough doodle of Rosie during her short pregnancy just before the Homestead attack on her village. Despite being preggo with an eggo, she was still a very active member of the Mudtis and still lead hunting parties. She basically did right up until her labour cause you couldn't get her to stay put.

Even after she laid her first egg, she was up and doing things a day or so after. Much to her Drones protest.

[vykker]

Queen I designed for some mudokon village roleplaying I wanna do! Her name is Queen Mimi and she's the matriarch of a small clan called the Slinktails. [Slinks are like skinks but Oddworld.] She has dozens of adult children at this point, but is considered young by queen standards. She has a sweet personality and spends a lot of time sewing and weaving clothes for her clanmates. Mimi's every whim is tended to by her two drone husbands, who spend all their time picking her flowers and writing poems about her beauty.

[this-game-has-themes]

outside of the surplus of labor eggs from the defunct and thoroughly gutted egg trade, it may take generations for post-revolt mudokon queens to achieve their natural productivity rates. unwilling to evoke the extreme, torturous exploitation of their enslaved mothers, the few formerly-desexed 'scrub-queens' who reclaim the role taken from them would go on to cherish their sparse clutches of fewer eggs.

[glenglam324]

Cw: A bit of blood

This is why Ms Maggie doesn’t visit Skillya anymore

[madamebawdesmenagerie]

Is Sable a trans woman or is she a drag queen? Sorry if I worded that wrong, just curious :)

"I’m whatever ya want me t’ be, baby." Sable’s lips curl around a wry grin, her voice quiet but thick with amusement; the kind that lingered just on the edge of mockery. She leans in slightly. "How much are ya gonna pay me?"

She exhales a plume of smoke and dusts her lung buster. Her gaze flickers back up, less teasing now — she was never good at that, not when she wasn't with a client — but not exactly serious either. Just… honest.

"I’m a chick. Duh."

Simple. Matter-of-fact. It isn't up for debate.

[francoisl-artblog]

Another take on the Oddworld Universe where the Mudokons rules the world instead of the Glukkons, Here with some members of the Mudokon Supremacy. If this is the Mudokon's utopia world, this is sadly not the case for the other race. Persuaded that they're the Chosen race of Oddworld due to having a Moon with their handprint on it, They are dedicated to prove themselves as the best civilization. And since they kinda reduced to nothing every others civilisation, It’s kinda true. Although they live in a world less polluted than their Glukkons equivalent from the regular canon, they still live in a industrial and advanced cities reaching above the clouds. Which is good for them, but the being on the bottom earth does live in an extreme poverty. Although most Mudokons are extremely arrogant and self centered, others have a close psychology to their canon counterpart, being zen and often sympathetic. But they sadly all lose their altruistic side to the well being of the creature and the nature of Oddworld, including their once sacred Scrabs and Paramites. They're more on an omnivore diet. Also, due to better life condition, they tend to live longer. Shamans have the more influence on the society, they're the more brainwashed with their own vision, and they hope Muds will prosper this way .They essentially fed themself with spoose shrubs, greatly improving their spiritual power. Such as controlling multiple other being at the same time. Muds that reach this capacity are part of an high rank of military power. Their skins often turn reds or purple by the influence of Dark Magic. Queens/ Young Queen are very rare, they're a special type of Mudokon. They share the same genetic as other Mudokons, but once they reach Puberty, they tend to get way taller and chubbier than normal Muds. Once one of them is spotted, they get a special education and alimentation, being highly cultivated and smart, and also more than well feed with every kind of edible things, fruits or meat. Biggest queens are capable of producing large amount of eggs during their lifetime. But when they reach this weight, they're totally immobile, to they need other Muds to take care of her. Glukkons slave aren't allowed to see a Mudokon Queen. Like every other Muds, they're persuaded that their race and children are the best of all, but they are way softer in term of personality. In short, if Shamans and cultist are the absolute worst, and are the one who actually dirige and rules the Muds, the Queens are the nicest being ever, maternal and considering, but they doesn't have a lot of power in the society. Muds society differ from tribe to tribe, so it happens that queens have a more active role, but it's exceptional situation, and it's mostly ceremonial. Their skin range to bright blue, green, and sometime yellow. Elders are old Mudokons. They're part of an high council. They're wise and are the hidden good part of the society, preventing a total take of power by the shaman. They do see themselves as the superior species, but they also know how they'd reach this state. Most of them doesn't want to talk about the Moon incident. Others speak about the time where they and Glukkons where once allied, but they're often ignored, and are puts among the lowest class of the Muds society. I was heavily inspired by the Oddswitch AU  and @ghostmoor takes on Mudokons world building. If you're an Oddworld fan, go see his works, it's simply a fabulous work of character design. Oddworld and Mudokons (c) Oddworld Inhabitants Concept art made by me.

[toad-in-a-trenchcoat]

2 people agree with my non-consensually-transmasc Abe hc so I’m expanding: Now, it does beg the question where Abe was just indiscriminately desexed and sterilized with the rest of his siblings, just another worker and all that,

OR-

something something Sam being the only known captive queen/female and thus the only producer of slaves (in the cartel/factory industry) something something limited resource means excuse to jack up the price of Mudokon eggs, and any evidence of a boost in availability then is “just asking for trouble”

[ghostmoor]

what up it's drone headcanon hours

these handsome guys in the middle are Dove Reki's resident drones - Lazarik, Dalimil, Neveny and Radomir - showing off some of the variation in fully-grown drone plumage. some grow extra feathers around the arms and legs, though not usually full coverage. these fellas are big and somewhat lumbering on two feet, but can break into an impressive all-fours sprint when provoked. you don't want one of them charging at you.

more assorted headcanons

in a healthy colony, drone development is somewhat self-regulating. a small percentage of healthy mudokons in their natural environment will enter drone puberty without any assistance based on a variety of factors (overall population, interactions with unrelated mudokons, presence of other drones, proximity to queens, +more).

in the event of a shortage, mudokon cultures historically had methods of deliberately inducing drone puberty. the efficacy of these varies but most are/were hitting at least a 50% success rate.

in captivity, the homogeniety of labour forces, absence of drones or queens, poor living conditions and warped or total lack of exposure to titillating materials is often enough to suppress drone puberty. mudokons in captivity don't know that queens or drones even exist, and those that manage to get their hands on Materials™ soak up a bunch of complete misinformation about what's supposed to be considered Sexy.

most captive drones never meet the queens they inseminate. it's all done mechanically. don't wanna 1) damage the goods and 2) let the fellas get ideas that this might actually be morally and ethically heinous.

some glukkons have their little pet worker mudokons but if you REALLY want to show off, you get yourself a stud drone. they're a riskier, higher-maintenance investment, but boy, do they look fancy, and there are people that will pay a high price for a batch of eggs from a drone with traits that are desirable to them. it's a complicated business, spanning generations of mudokons, and only divisive because some people see it as an unnecessary waste of time and money when you could just be breeding more factory fodder instead of being picky.

a successful stud drone typically gets a very comfortable life. they're worth the expense! until they stop reliably producing offspring. at that point they're generally sold off. there are very few prospects for elderly drones.

[mingot-studios]

also did they forget about The Keeper?

"you cant have female mudokon ocs bc blabla bla" "you cant put mudokons in romantic/sexual situations bc blalbalabla" buddy I have been sticking my nose in the lore of this game for decades and OWI has been so vehemently inconsistent about mudokon gender and sexuality that I just ignore it and make shit up at this point. Not to mention a lot of the lore we DO have is from the old Ask Alf emails, and Alf was notoriously inconsistent and unreliable bc he was just messing around. First workers were male, then they werent, then they were again, then there were no females besides queens then we got the keeper. and then it was "no reproductive organs" and then it was "biologically asexual" and then we learn that actually any worker can become a drone and fuck if they want to. so its like whatever who cares at this point. I remember when Alf said he and Abe weren't siblings even though they came from the same mother but now they ARE siblings. Its honestly just fucking whatever at this point

[vykker]

Oddworld Headcanon 2/?: Where do new Queens come from?

In Soulstorm we're introduced to the Keeper, a female mudokon who is a little old granny with an awesome and cute design. I was so delighted by her!! This got me thinking about 2 of my favorite things, Oddworld and Girls. We've known about the existence of queens for a long time, but where do they come from, and is/was the Keeper a queen?

When you start learning about irl animals and their queen systems you end up with a ton of interesting possibilities. For instance, you have queen bees, who are just regular female bees who were fed a special jelly [royal jelly] and put in a special, roomy honeycomb to turn into queen bees. However, hives may have more than one queen at a time, in which case the two young queens instinctively fight to the death.

Soulstorm leans heavily on the bee aesthetic for the keeper & the Sanctum where she resides. It could be that mudokon tribes produce multiple queens, but only the one with the strongest will/chosen by fate gets to become queen. Even though becoming queen doesn't seem so great to me as a human, to mudokons it's probably the highest honor one can earn. I imagine it would be crushing for a female to NOT become a queen, especially if it's something you've been hyped up about your entire life, have presented as being the highest possible achievement and so on.

But getting back to the bee thing- mudokons don't make honey, by which I mean, they probably don't have a chemical way of ensuring an individual is able to become a queen, in the way that bees can choose who gets to eat the royal jelly. [Though, if they could, you KNOW the industrialists would be selling it. I used to work at a store that sold royal jelly for like 50 bucks in a little jar. It was weird.] Thus, I feel it's probably random chance if a mudokon is born a "princess" or not.

Being born a princess does not ensure one will become a queen. The transformation into a queen is probably tied to ritual in mudokon culture regardless of whether it's pure biological randomness or not, and although it would be healthy for a tribe to have a few princesses as insurance rather than one, I also believe NOT being "picked" to be queen can be very depressing and alienating for them. This could be a possible backstory for the Keeper; either 1. she was not chosen to be queen, which she took as a personal failure for many years before devoting herself to becoming the Keeper; or 2. she fled from her tribe in order to NOT become a queen, and suffers from guilt now that her species' only surviving queen is being kept captive & she's way too old to become queen now.

Anyway, I believe you could apply similar logic to the other queen-centric races, HOWEVER, I think things are a little different depending on each queen's species and role in society. For instance, I imagine mudokon queens born of Sam would be highly sought after and prized. However, it would not surprise me if they all fail to become queens, just due to the industrialists failing at meeting their needs in captivity. Even if a princess were kept in relative luxury, being separated from the land and nature would prevent them from ever becoming queens.

I would imagine things as being similar for sligs- however, I personally imagine slig eggs being produced at a much higher rate, since it's mentioned that queen Skillya has 5 ovipositors, so maybe there's less stress around trying to find the next slig queen. Or maybe she can recognize what they are and keeps crushing them on purpose. I think Skillya would feel very threatened by another girl being called "cute" in her presence.

Now glukkons, I believe, actually have it worse out of all options. Lady Margaret is just one glukkon queen- there's implied to be more & its further implied that there are queen glukkons higher up the chain than her. However, I cannot imagine a glukkon queen choosing to share power with an incompetent daughter. Glukkons don't like to share power even in the best of times!

Thus, I believe that when glukkon princesses are born, the queen's in-house surgeons sterilize them temporarily, putting their reproductive organs on ice to completely eliminate the possibility of them starting their own lineages or hijacking the company. Competition between glukkon princesses is UNFATHOMABLY brutal. Whereas their brothers are just competing to become glockstars or whatever, the princesses are competing to become dynasty builders. Thus, a glukkon princess has to bust her ass from the day she's born to impress her mother & torpedo her sisters' efforts. Then, finally, when the current queen is too old to keep working, her favorite daughter is promoted to queen, uterus privilege no longer revoked, the vykkers thaw out her reproductive parts & put her back together again.

This would make Lady Margaret even scarier in my opinion- if her position as queen was not just pure happenstance, if she had to do absolutely atrocious things to her fellow princesses to get where she is today- you'd understand why she grasps on to power so tightly, why she refuses to forgive even the slightest weaknesses in her sons, considering all she has been through to get to where she is today. It would be rather boring if Lady Margaret became a queen just from a biological dice roll, right? Instead, imagine her as a vicious, power-hungry monster who FOUGHT to be queen, with a line of glukkon princesses below her, anxious for her to retire or die already so they can have the ultimate promotion- and she KNOWS it.

Anyway, these are just my thoughts. Since we met the Keeper in Soulstorm I am INCREDIBLY hopeful we will get to meet more girls in future games. I would especially like to meet a no-nonsense 80's style glukkon business woman with shoulder pads, I think I would die of happiness. What are your headcanons for Oddworld's queens? I really wanna hear them!!!

[romaine-arts]

categorizations for mudokons, through the skewed perspective of industrialist society. a collaboration between me and @lair-of-the-white-worm

SCRUBS Nicknames: Workforce (formal), Cattle (derogatory) Scrubs are Mudokon workers that have been industrially bred for factory labour. Due to the artificial breeding process that is preformed on enslaved queens, Scrubs are usually inbred and suffer many deficiencies and mutations as a result, most commonly a lack of feathers. Scrubs are raised to never know of their mothers, nor their enslavement, and are forced into manual labour the moment they are capable of lifting. A diet of processed foods, lack of vitamins, and horrible working conditions usually results in incredibly poor posture, joint pains, breathing problems, oral health issues, etcetera. Scrubs are fed propaganda to believe these health problems are entirely normal for their species. A Scrub's lifespan is approximately 40 years due to poor health and addictions to alcohol and nicotine products. Scrubs are considered "rude and stupid" by Mudokons that grow up in more urban environments. Scrubs are mass-produced and typically undergo artificial de-sexing processes to ensure that they remain workers (i.e. won't immediately undergo drone development if exposed to sexuality) while under "employment". Scrubs make up an uncomfortable majority of the Mudokon population in midwest Mudos.

CRIMPS Nicknames: Show-muds (offensive) Crimps are Mudokon workers that have been cosmetically altered by Vykkers to be more aesthetically pleasing. Mostly found in the servitude of high-class industrial elites, Crimps are likely to be seen taking on the role of butlers, maids, or other forms of personal servant. While Scrubs may undergo a de-sexing process, Crimps undergo complete chemical castration and are completely incapable of ever developing further. This castration process also ensures Crimps remain youthful and will never be able to develop beyond their worker physique, even if exposed directly to sexuality. Due to Glukkons finding Mudokon pinky fingers and pinky toes unsightly, Crimps have them surgically removed to appear more kempt and clean to their masters and mistresses. They will also have their two remaining toes grafted together in order to fit their feet into more fashionable shoes, or simply to walk more elegantly. Other plastic surgeries Crimps can be seen with are lip fillers, face-lifts, brow-lifts, chin augmentations, and boob jobs (Mudokon workers cannot grow breasts naturally unless they are future queens. As Crimps are completely castrated, any seen with breasts have had them applied surgically or chemically). Crimps will commonly get their natural feathers plucked (if they have any) and undergo transplants to have a fuller, thicker, artificial head of unnaturally coloured feathers. In more urban areas, modelling photos of Mudokon Crimps will be put on posters to serve as an example of what a "high class" Mudokon looks like.

CORRECTIVES Nicknames: Rekties (informal) Mudokon workers born in the wild and captured for enslavement are known as Correctives. Corrective workers are seen as feral, wild animals that need to be tamed and trained in order to serve, hence the necessity of 'Corrective Facilities' from which they get their name. Correctives are captured during military Slig raids on Mudokon villages, from tribes that refuse to relocate or comply to industrial developments. Mudokon workers captured and sent to Corrective facilities seldom ever undergo any form of de-sexing. Also, due to being hatched in the wild naturally, Correctives are not born with pre-existing medical conditions, and only risk developing them overtime if exposed to harmful environments. These factors are advertised by the sales representatives of Corrective facilities. They do, however, undergo immense abuses such as whipping, branding, beating, and degradation in order to "correct" things such as their posture and attitude in order to appear more "proper". Their use of the Mudokon language, culture and traditions is beaten out of them. It's commonplace for enslaved Mudokon queens to be sourced from these Corrective facilities, as the captured Mudokons are not de-sexed and are left intact. Due to this, female Correctives are highly desirable and go for a high price. Correctives in these facilities are brainwashed into a distaste for the native Mudokon tribes and a warped hatred for Mudokon Scrubs in factory environments. Correctives that comply with orders will be forced into whipping and beating other Mudokon Correctives. Despite the grueling process of "civilizing" Mudokon correctives, aside from the underground trade of developing Mudokon queens, purchasing a Corrective otherwise is seen purely as a status symbol. The sheer amount of resources that go into training a 'decent' servant from a corrective is often seen as a waste of moolah, with the advent of industrial queen programs. Very few Corrective Facilities still exist, as their products and services are seen as obsolete.

NATIVES Nicknames: Bush-Muds (offensive/derogatory), wild (informal) Native Mudokon workers in their natural environment are living in their element. In Mudokon tribes, workers serve as the main providers of all those within them. While Drones live to closely protect and breed with their Queen, the native Worker Mudokons act as farmers, fishermen, builders, shamans, and soldiers. In the wild, Mudokons live off a natural diet of fruits, vegetables, insects, fish, and occasionally Meep, though fruits make up the vast majority of their diet. They give the natives the nutrients they need to serve their tribes. Mudokon worker feathers are naturally quite beautiful. While not as dense as Drone feathers or Queen feathers, native worker feathers are a sight to behold and even serve to accessorize various regalia that they wear during ceremonies. Queens/”female” Mudokons have dull grey feathers, while developing drones will have more vibrant feathers in order to put on displays for their queens. Native Mudokons are very spiritual and connected with the land. They have immense respect for the world around them and live incredibly humbly, usually near rivers or dense forests depending on the tribe. Due to industrial development and oppression, most Mudokon tribes in the east and Midwest of Mudos live in hiding. In the wild, Mudokon workers can live up to 100 years (or longer if they choose to become a Shaman). Mudokon Workers that become Shamans take a vow of celibacy, and will not develop into drones or queens.

[cakeinpants]

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Pat didn't get to prepare in peace. He was in the shower when the familiar two Sligs sent by Jabodo showed up at his door, knocking, threatening and demanding him to come out. They made it clear they were not going to wait.

The rushed dancer barely managed to throw on a shirt and a pair of sleep shorts – clothes that were nearest in sight – before they dragged him out and made him walk to class, still wet, dripping from his feathers right on the corridor's carpet.

Jabodo was there, waiting.

"Another unforgivable mistake, I see." After the Sligs pushed Pat through the door, Jabodo said loud enough so that everyone in the room could hear. "You're late and refusing to follow orders..."

A hushed group of other mudokon dancers that were in class today were gathered at barre, exchanging whispers, with emotions varying from fear and sympathy to hidden gloat as they were glancing at the humiliated principal dancer.

Wet, barefoot and in his sleepwear. With big dark circles under his red eyes and a scratch on his cheek..

"I just need to get my dancewear.."

"You had your time. The rehearsal has been scheduled to start half an hour ago. I'm not waiting any longer. You better take your place at barre now, and make up for your unacceptable behaviour."

Sure, Malgaine was a strict teacher too, and required discipline. But he also treated Pat with great care and made sure he was always healthy and in good shape. Pat was a valuable dancer. He wasn't used to being treated with such blatant cruelty and disrespect – by some stranger who wasn't even his real Master.

Jabodo will never be his master.

"Barre. First position. Now." The Chronicler commanded.

But Pat didn't comply. He stood still, not even trying to hide the despise in his eyes anymore.

"I said first position!"

The dancer didn't move.

Jabodo's face went red from anger. The Chronicler darted right up to Pat and impulsively grabbed him by the arm, trying to force the dancer into the ballet position. That didn't work out of course. So instead Jabodo grabbed him by the face and leaned very closely to it.

"Who do you think you are..." He hissed.

"I am a Principal Dancer. And I want to be treated as such."

"You are a Mudokon, and you'll be treated how I see fit! Don't think so highly of yourself. You're not irreplaceable. There's plenty of contenders waiting for you to slip up..." he made a gesture towards the group of dancers at barre. "And they'll do anything to be able to take your place."

Pat knew that very well. The Palace's Mudokon Ballet Troupe currently consisted of 23 dancers apart from Pat. Eight of them were femininised castrati like him. Fourteen regular workers for masculine and supportive roles. Only one queen.

And all of them were willing to sell their souls and bodies for a Principal Dancer title. But Pat didn't feel threatened by it. He just felt sorry for them.

"Go ahead then. Replace me."

Jabodo's hand squeezed the dancer's chin harder.

"Do you know what happens if you get fired, boy?"

"The Palace's ratings drop even lower?"

"Don't get cocky with me! Trust, the Palace will survive without you just fine. But you will not survive without the Palace."

"Does it matter to you, then?"

"Shut it! That's enough! I'm reporting you to Madame Delvona."

He commanded the Sligs to take Pat away.

"You shouldn't've picked this fight..."

He knew that too... He knew he couldn't win it. But he couldn't turn back now.

It was the first time he openly confronted a higher-up like that.

Though Pat wasn't always a sweet and compliant mudokon he was known to be, only lower class could see his angry side. He could lash out at servants, or argue with mudokons that were below or at least on the same level as him. But when it came to anyone higher, Pat's always kept his mouth shut.

Not this time. The dancer has lost any respect for Jabodo. And felt like he had nothing to lose at this point...

[huntressao3]

Finally introducing Nolly’s owner, Lady Bianca!

Age: 38

Gender: female

Lady Bianca is one of Lady Margaret's daughters, a Glukkon virgin queen with a razor-sharp focus on claiming her mother’s throne. At 38 years old, she is among the youngest of her siblings and carries herself with an air of superiority. Slender and poised, Bianca prides herself on her elegance, always dressed in high-end gowns tailored to emphasize her lean frame with the her favorite fur trimmed gown being made from the fur of rare albino fuzzles.

Bianca's haughty and pretentious demeanor defines her interactions. She is quick to belittle those she deems inferior, including her own sisters, whom she sees as either unworthy or too brutish to lead. She believes herself to be the embodiment of sophistication and the rightful heir to the Magog Cartel throne. However, her high standards and condescending attitude leave her with few genuine allies. Her sharp tongue and disdain for those she perceives as less cultured isolate her from her family and peers alike, with one notable exception: her pet Mudokon, Nolly, who Bianca purchased eight years ago when she was ten in mudokon years.

Bianca was drawn to Nolly due to her calm demeanor and odd coloration, teal and lilac with golden feathers and lovely blue eyes, which Bianca claims “complements her aesthetic”. Now eighteen, Nolly serves as a loyal companion to her mistress with Bianca treating her with a bizarre mix of affection and condescension. Nolly seems to be the only things that softens Bianca’s sharp edges, with her still confiding in the mudokon in secret, knowing she won’t betray her.

Bianca wholeheartedly believes that she is the most fit to take their mother’s place with her using her wit and appearances to undercut her sisters with her sometimes even enlisting the help of Nolly in her schemes. Whether or not her refinement or strategy will get her the throne or leave her as an out-of-touch relic remains to be seen.

Finally managed to get something out after taking a long break since tomorrow is my birthday and I wanted to get something nice out for all of you before then! Let me know what you think of Nolly and her mistress

And here is a higher quality image of the two of them together

[rupturefarm]

mudokon lady who works at a men's club/brothel/cabaret (idk yet) and who ron meets later. im not set on the colours yet but yeah, her name is paradise and she's another "rare" queen put on birth control and collected into a little menagerie for viewing pleasure. she's cool. she has big head feathers. my sweetums.