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How is it that Orboneans can understand humans but humans need jargum to understand them? Do you think the Orboneans studied human languages ahead of time or something?

That's never been clarified. In the books, I think it was implied they couldn't understand humans without the transcoders either.

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Here’s my art of armorless Grigon

Ooh, nice! Though I can't much see the spike wounds on his body.

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Art request for @odettethewonderful

I hope you like it, it was my first time drawing them!

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How did Gustav react to his wife's death, and what did he do after her passing?

Honestly, it didnt really affect him. They didn’t love each other; their marriage was arranged. However, he never remarried.

The only woman he would have remarried to was his first love Flora, the only woman he ever truly loved. And given how things ended between them, he’s not sure she’d accept him—even if he knew where she is, that is.

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How do Maggie, her husband and Trina's ex feel about Jake?

They’re quite fond of him, and all agree that he’s got a lot of Jane in him.

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Hey. You okay?

Im alright. Thanks for asking!

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Hylurgian Headcanons

Females are slightly bigger than males, but their carapaces are about the same size. The females’ ears are feathery, like a moth’s. 

The color of the armor, visor and number of eyes shows rank.

Soldier: one eye, light silver armor, white visor. 

Lieutenant: two eyes, bronze armor, orange visor

Commander: two eyes, green-blue armor, teal visor

Captain: two eyes, olive armor, emerald green visor

General: three eyes, dark grey armor, navy blue visor.

Prince/Princess: three eyes, silver armor, purple visor.

Consort: four eyes, black armor, azure blue visor.

Blood Emperor/Empress: four eyes, black armor, red visor. 

Sickly and runty larvae are thrown in the Pit of Bones to die, like in ancient Sparta. Many believe that Glordon only got spared because his parents couldn’t conceive again.

Unlike their male counterparts, females can leave their carapaces. However, they will only do so when gravid or tending to their young, and in a private setting. Only their husbands or female relatives may see her at her most vulnerable. 

Since Hylurg has a high-temperature climate, the buildings are built from stone, and its flora and fauna are all lava-resistant. 

Gestation lasts 2 months, and incubation takes seven months. Clutches may have 3-4, or even comprise a single egg. 

Newborn larvae are toothless and blind, completely dependent on their mothers for warmth and sustenance. Their parents will regurgitate food for the newborns until they grow their teeth, then they will gradually introduce solid foods. 

Hylurg’s royal palace has underground forges where they build and repair carapaces. Children who come of age are brought here to enter their carapaces and start their military service if they so desire. Soldiers due for a promotion also come here to have their carapaces upgraded.

Hylurg has a coliseum-like arena in its capital city, where events such as executions, gladiatorial games, or fights against war prisoners take place. 

Nobles and high-ranking members of the Hylurgian Armada may challenge the Blood Emperor/Empress for the throne. The fight will go on until either dies or surrenders… but those who surrender will be executed, anyway.

Their diet comprises bitter-tasting leaves, fruits, small worms, and meat from their planet’s equivalent of cattle.

While they don’t have ocular orbs, they’re not blind. Their hearing and smell evolved in a way that allows them to picture their surroundings inside their heads.

Civilians—those who decide not to serve in the Hylurgian Armada and thus have no carapace—cannot leave Hylurg, under penalty of death. This is so that their enemies won’t ever learn about their true, vulnerable forms. These armorless Hylurgians are musicians, artisans, servants, farmers, etc.

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Cassiora's Family

Her parents, Gala and Condrak, didn’t love each other. Their marriage was arranged. While they had a more or less tolerable co-existence, they felt no affection for one another.

Their only litter had six cubs, only of which three would make it through the first year. 

Gala couldn’t bring herself to kill Cassiora, instead leaving her two-year-old cub in the wilderness hoping someone would find her. She has never forgiven herself for it.

Gormak, unlike his father and sister, was on good terms with Cassiora and Besteel, and even attended their wedding. This created a big rift with his father.

Gala watched Cassiora and Besteel’s wedding from afar, but couldn’t bring herself to attend. 

Condrak is a legendary hunter, and like Vamphyr, he won’t tolerate anyone breaking the Hunter’s Code. Irkana’s theft of prey from other Hunters and her secret association with Poachers to impress Besteel enraged Condrak. He banished his daughter from the tribe, not before marking her as a poacher.

Once Irkana’s ploy to steal Besteel away from Cassiora failed, Gala decided she had enough and abandoned her mate and the Kai'vren tribe. She’s been living in the wilderness by herself ever since. 

Gala has seen her granddaughter from afar, but Besteel won’t let her meet Fayluna. While he somewhat sympathizes with her circumstances, he cannot forgive her for abandoning Cassiora instead of fighting to keep her safe, as a mother should. 

Condrak died during Besteel’s two-year hunt. He died without fulfilling his dying wish to meet Fayluna, as she was imprisoned with Redimus. However, Besteel wouldn't have granted it even if she weren't, as he never forgot the disdain with which Condrak treated Cassiora.

Irkana didn’t attend her own father’s funerary rites. both out of resentment and because her new 'bossess' won't let her leave. Even if she had wanted to attend, the Kai'vren tribe would have thrown her out due to her own status as a poacher.

Condrak died without choosing a successor. As the tribe elders discussed, they decided Gormak was the best candidate. However, he had to earn the respect of his tribe, as many believed he was only in the position because he was Condrak’s son. 

Gormak eventually found a mate, Careena, whom he met during the Forest Games, and they had a son, Keeto, who was around Fayluna’s age. Unfortunately, his mate’s legs were crippled because of an injury acquired during a confrontation with poachers. 

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Swaddle

It took longer than expected, and he was still smaller than the average larva, but Glordon eventually grew bigger, his senses developed, and his appetite doubled, to his parents’ relief. 

Upon turning nine months, the ‘zoomies’ appeared. Traces of his mother’s boldness and his father’s stubbornness became evident as Glordon obstinately broke out of his swaddle, crawled out of his crib and somehow left his room, as Grigon learned the hard way.

He was just supposed to check on Glordon, but found his silky crib empty, his mediocrely-done swaddle—courtesy of Grigon’s inexperienced hands—broken. Now, he and the night patrol, searched the palace at the dead of darkness, attempting silence, lest Asthra awaken and kill him for neglecting his swaddling. 

“With all due respect, your Wrath, she has a point,” said Lieutenant Danthera, her two digital eyes flickering with exhaustion.

“Less talking and more searching!” hissed Grigon, careful to watch his step. The last thing he wanted was to squash his only son with his armor. 

Ukr’on appeared from the corridor leading to the western wing. “He’s not in the dining hall or the main hall, Your Bloodness. I had some guards go check the gardens, but they haven’t found him,” he said, watching his feet as he approached. “I also had them keep an eye on the entrance to the forges just in case.” 

Grigon rubbed his temple, cursing under his breath. “I swear, if we don’t find Glordon, I might as well throw myself into a black hole to save Asthra the trouble of doing so.”

“The princeling couldn’t have gone far, sir. He’s still learning how to crawl,” said Danthera. 

“You’re telling me your larva didn’t crawl out of the cribs?” questioned Ukr’on, raising an invisible eyebrow. 

“They did, just not beyond their nursery.” 

“If this is how you intend to make me feel better, you’re both fired.” hissed Grigon. 

Another soldier ran toward them. “Your Bloodness, Lady Asthra wants to see you.” 

The atmosphere turned cold. Ukr’on and Danthera, his brethren-in-arms, gave him sympathetic looks; the former even patted Grigon’s shoulder as he headed back toward his chambers. 

Grigon was mentally making his epitaph for when Asthra killed him for losing their son as he entered their chambers, only to find his wife out of her armor, curled up on their wedding bed, cradling…

His digital eyes snapped open. “Glordon?!” 

There he was, swaddled and cradled in his mother’s nubs, contentedly asleep, but the relief was brief as Asthra looked up at Grigon, frowning accusingly.

“Looking for someone?” She asked in her scolding tone.

“…Honey, I can explain,” said Grigon.

“Let me guess, you didn’t make a proper swaddle.” 

Grigon suppressed a nervous chuckle. “… Sort of.” 

Rather than yell at him or send him to sleep in a guest room, as expected, Asthra simply sighed. 

“He comes to our chamber seeking me if not in his crib. You should go inform the guards.” 

His eyes widened. “Wait. You mean he’s been here all the time?”

“He crawled in while you left to check on him. Also, you know our carapaces don’t allow us to be stealthy.

Exhaustion from the hours-long search, plus the stress over Asthra’s reaction to the news only to find out their son was with her all along, spiked Grigon’s temper, and he barely held back from shouting.

“Why didn’t you say anything?!” 

Asthra grinned. “Consider it your punishment for not doing a proper swaddle and trying to keep it from me, Grigs.” 

Grigon didn’t bother to answer. Instead, he stamped out of the room, now cursing under his breath.

…

“Mor! Mor!” Glordon giggled as Asthra picked him up, as if this were some kind of game.

“Well, at least someone’s having fun,” murmured Grigon, somewhat annoyed—not at his son’s laughter, but at what they were doing. “Asthra, how about we get a break? It’s been hours!”

“Not until you do it right,” said Asthra, her voice firm as she handed Glordon over to him for the… Grigon had lost count. “Remember, not too loose, but not too tight either.” 

Grigon held back an irritated murmur as he spat some silk and spun his son in his metallic hands with the utmost care, Asthra keeping a close eye on him. Once Glordon was swaddled, Grigon lowered him so his wife could examine his work. 

“It’s too loose,” said Asthra…

“You didn’t even touch it!” protested Grigon. 

“I don’t need to.” Asthra pointed a nub at Glordon. The princeling had freed one of his nubs and was sucking on it. 

“What’s the big deal? He looks comfortable.” 

“Do you want to search all over the palace at three A.M. when he crawls out of his crib? Try again.” 

His digital eyes twitched as he peeled the loose silk from Glordon’s body and started spinning him again, faster this time. He was so bent on getting done with it he didn’t notice his son’s mouth twitching and his cheeks puffing.

“Grigon, you’re spinning him too fast! He might–!”

PUAJ!

The Blood Emperor froze as Glordon’s lunch flew out of his mouth and right into his chest..  

“… Throw up.” Asthra finished, holding back a giggle. 

Surprisingly, Grigon didn’t shout or curse. He limited himself to sighing, handing Glordon back to Asthra, and wiping the half-digested vaxfruit puree from his chest plate. 

“Dada didty!” Glordon giggled, clapping his nubs at his father’s expression.. 

“Ha, ha, very funny.” Grigon murmured, but the corners of his mouth briefly raised into a smile as he gently booped his son’s head.

“Okay, maybe we have had enough for today.” sighed Asthra, wiping the remaining saliva and vomit from Glordon’s mouth with silk from Grigon’s failed attempt at swaddling. 

Grigon looked up when his wife briefly turned away. Thank Shaak’vi!

“Mama!”

He watched somewhat jealously as Asthra spun Glordon in a neat, perfect swaddle that wasn’t too loose or too tight, and he snuggled into her embrace as she rocked him with her body.

“I wish I had your touch.”

“Maybe if you’d spent more time with him when he hatched…” retorted Asthra, shooting her husband an eyeless frown. 

“Come on, I thought we were over that.” Grigon smirked. “Or perhaps you’re jealous that I was his first word.” Asthra’s spines bristled in annoyance, and her feathery ears shook, making Grigon’s smirk grow wider. “Ha.”

“Dork.” 

Asthra tucked Glordon back into his crib, only for him to squirm and whine, trying to get free from his little ‘prison’. Grigon joined his wife at the edge of the crib, watching the scene in amusement.

“Definitely your son.” 

“Of course, he’s as handsome as I am.” 

It was Asthra’s turn to smirk. “I was talking about his whining when he doesn’t get his way.” 

Grigon took a hand to his chest. “Ouch!” he said dramatically. 

“Consider us even now.” 

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Actually, I recalled that WondLa takes place about 200-300 years after the events of Elio. And since we don't really the lifespans of the species featured in Elio, there's a chance some Communiverse leaders from the movie might still be alive, even if they'd be much older.

Who knows? Maybe Questa could be an elder, and Glordon might be an adult by then. Both express a deep sadness over Earth's fate, but the latter is particularly torn about outliving his first friend and even named one of his children Elio, after him.

If you combined Elio aliens with WondLa aliens, maybe Elio himself would be found within ancient records that show that Eva-9 is not the aliens' first human encounter after all, as well as Earth not being as new a discovery as once thought.

Wondla takes places 1000 years after Elio, so all the leaders are different because the original ones have long passed. However, the Communiverse keeps records of all the planets and species they’ve reached out to.

While searching for a new planet King Ojo and the refugees could move to, they find Uh-Earth in the archives, and that the first contact was with a child who nearly caused the Hylurgians to destroy the Communiverse.

No one knew exactly why suddenly the humans vanished, or why the planet died, until Arius saw the past. Believing the planet to be uninhabited now, the Communiverse approved the motion for King Ojo to colonize it.

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What if a Dorcean and a Hylurgian got into a fight with each other?

I'd say it depends on the context. In a close-combat, a Hylurgian could easily defeat or even kill a Dorcean. They're armed to the teeth, and their armor is hard; a boomrood wouldn't even leave a dent on them, let alone cause any actual damage.

The advantage Dorceans have is, being a species that hunts dangerous creatures, they've learned to adapt, observe, and figure out a weakness. In this case, once the Dorcean realizes the Hylurgian's armor cannot be removed, he might use it against them. EG: cause them to fall into deep water, where they'd sink and drown. In the unlikely event that the Hylurgian tears his armor open to save himself, their body isn't made to swim, and even if they do make it to shore, they'd be defenseless.

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The Elio AU I requested about what would happen if Olga got abducted with Elio to the Communiverse, do you think it should be named “Queen of Uh-Earth”? It’s okay if you want to make my request a reality, I don’t mind at all.

Well, honestly, I WOULD like to, at the very least, write the negotiation scene between Grigon and Olga, just to see how those two handle it.

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Grigon and Asthra Headcanons.

They met when they were children outside their carapace. Despite a rocky start, they became close friends, even attending each other’s ceremonies. 

They got married when Grigon was still a prince. 

They were very much in love, even if they still butted heads every now and then. Sparring was their favorite way to solve disputes.

Asthra’s visor had four digital eyes, like Grigon’s, as she wasn’t only his consort. She was his equal.

Grigon carved their wedding bed with his bare hands from the skull of a space leviathan he hunted.

Grigon always gifted Asthra ichory flowers on their wedding anniversary, as they were growing on the field where they first met, and where he proposed. 

They had trouble conceiving for a long time, and had no more children after Glordon. 

Glordon’s upbringing was one of the things they always ended up arguing about. Grigon didn’t like that Asthra ‘coddled’ him too much, while Asthra disliked that Grigon felt ashamed of his own son.

They would take turns during the Blood Wars, switching between joining the battle and leading the Empire while looking after Glordon. Unfortunately, Asthra was killed in combat when it was her turn to go fight.

After Asthra’s death, Grigon couldn’t bear sleeping in their chambers without her, so he locked the doors, moved into another room, and forbad everybody from going in there—even Glordon. 

Grigon forbad everyone from telling Glordon that his mother had died, as he wanted to do it himself—but couldn't bring himself to.

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How did the rest of Jane's family and acquaintances react upon finding out Jane had died?

Trina, didn't really care that much. At least, that's what she claimed. Maggie, her husband, and Trina's husband were devastated.

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Hey, I’ve seen those Elio x WondLa crossover au asks and I wondered what would’ve happened if Eva or Eight encountered Hylurgian’s?

I think even they would have been sensible enough not to pick a fight with a heavily-armored alien that is armed to the teeth.

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Do Striker & Jake do some cooking together sometimes?

Yup, occasionally. Moxxie joins them sometimes, too.

They've been trying to recreate Deathslinger's apple risotto, with no luck so far.

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Do you see Dorceans composing songcords for their children, particularly when they're born?

Songcords are a Na'vi thing, but Dorceans do compose nursery rhymes and lullabies for their cubs, which are often passed down through the lineage.