literally in another universe snowbairdplinth could've been THE revolution. they wouldn't even really need any allies, lbr.
like, between coryo's cunning, sej's conscience, and lucy gray's charisma? the snow name, the plinth fortune, the baird d12 but neither district nor capitol pedigree?
coryo could've actually been like, panem's first 20-year-old president, who outlaws the hunger games and who the districts still listen to because he has sej and lucy gray on side. and yeah maybe coryo still kills a bunch of people but like whatever, no one really bats an eye -- who's gonna mourn gaul, anyways? no one in the districts, that's for sure. even if gaul didn't suck ass they'd be busy with cool covey music and awesome new legislation.
in a better universe i am 100% certain snowbairdplinth could've managed a fairly bloodless revolution, six decades early.
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Exploring some concepts for a slightly older Ghost!! I imagine them as about 8-9ish during the game.
I’ve been neglecting them in most of my AUs lmao, I think it’s time for some Ghost centric stuff shxhxjxj (also they’re VERY fun to draw)
After killing the Radiance, the siblings take some time to rest and recuperate, and at some point decide to try and rebuild Hallownest. Hornet takes over Deepnest, taking her rightful place as Queen, while Hollow becomes king of Hallownest. While Ghost is technically the crown prince, it’s more in name than anything, as they would rather run the Path of Pain handcuffed in the dark than have that kinda responsibility (also they’re like. 13 by this point)
Some tidbits about their design and this AU for those interested:
- They resemble their mother more than PK, and as a result their horns are more like branches and grow to resemble antlers!!
- They also have a faint wood grain pattern all over their body
- Vessels typically have small glowing white dots on their bodies, and darker spots on their face and horns (I’ve been referring to them as soul spots and void freckles shbxxn), and you can generally tell whether they’re more proficient in soul magic or void magic depending on how many of either they have!!
(E.g. Hollow has a few void freckles, but they are COVERED in soul spots, meanwhile Ghost has a few soul spots but they have a TON of void freckles).
When they come into their power as Shade Lord, Ghost’s soul spots are swallowed by their void, and as they get older more void freckles appear until their horns are entirely black.
- I like the idea of Ghost’s power as SL showing in their physical form more as they get older, like their mortal body can’t contain their entire being, so it leaks out in the form of wispy void hair, void freckles, etc etc
- When they started rebuilding, there became a sudden need for formal clothing once again, so Hornet raids every closet in the White Palace to cannibalise the different dresses and robes into something presentable (luckily Ghost fits into most of Hornet’s old stuff)
(Assume the White Palace appears again at some point (finding PK’s corpse is a VERY fun time for Holly ahahaha))
- With the discovery of kingdoms beyond the Wastelands (via Silksong), the siblings start reaching out in the hopes of establishing some trade routes, and getting some help with the rebuilding effort
This opens some opportunities for visits from neighbouring royals (and pooossibly some new friends for Ghost, they need to meet people their age lmaooo)
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I've been musing over a few thoughts inspired by this ask about a mafia-ish style of Apex Polarity without it being too close to Pearl Eye, and after watching a few videos of Orcas hunting their prey (which included dolphins), landed on a sort of Mafia inspired Apex Polarity AU
Also not to add another Y/N to Orclipse's growing collection but this Y/N is a white-beaked dolphin. Look! They're so beautiful!
Sirens are cunning, brutal, and take everything with teeth and claws. The strongest kill and maim at a whim. As a siren who's not particularly strong, though incredibly agile, with a tail streamlined and dark gray with white patches, fins curved and mostly black, you're somewhere at the bottom. You're doing your best to survive and avoid trouble. You pick your battles and you pick your escapes, and most importantly, you stay alive.
But then you do something really stupid: you venture where you shouldn't have.
You don't usually swim so far up north but you're hungry, and the thought of a few tasty squids distracts you from the silent waters and vast, blue emptiness. You realize a bit too late that you're not the only one hunting.
You catch the first orca siren in the distance as a dark figure, and then another. Two who immediately cut through the water, charging straight for you like shadows. Though you turn tail and bolt, you quickly spot them in the corner of your vision. They easily keep pace, their size and strength overwhelming as they flank you on both sides, wide grins flashing their deadly teeth. You can hardly look at the mismatched color of their eyes as you dodge and weave, diving down only to be cut off by one with midnight blue colors at the tip of his flukes, and shooting off to the left just to almost be snatched by the black-bone claws of a siren with bright yellow fins framing his head.
They're toying with you. You know that for a fact in how they just barely keep back, corraling you onwards, draining your already spent energy, and picking at your panicking pulse. You have no choice but to avoid the edges of their jaws and the tips of their talons, and swim in the direction they want.
You near a field of ice floes floating on the water, and though you cut into the jagged structures dipping into the sea, the orca sirens never lose you. A desperate need for air pushes you onward. One small drop of hope still burns in your chest. Despite the aching of your muscles, you steal a gulp of oxygen and dip back down once more, charging away—
Only to run smack into a third orca siren.
This one grabs you, his burning red and orange colors filling your vision. The other two orcas join to help their kin keep you in place long enough for you to truly regret ever venturing here. Between the three of what you can only assume are brothers, hands hooked over you shoulders, claws clutching your wrists, and palms pressing into your hips, you're a fish caught in a net.
You brace for a voilent end. It never arrives. Instead of digging into your sweet meat, the sirens offer you a deal. The tips of sharp fingertips trace your jawline and the soft inside of your arms and down your slick tail while they explain.
You keep watch for human ships and report back when they're getting close, and in exchange, you get the best food you can imagine, the entire Arctic Ocean to swim, and anything else you'd like. The best benefit? You're under their protection. Of course, they expect utter loyalty from you. You are no one else's. Failure to devote yourself to this work and the brothers would mean a grisly fate, but hey, you're nothing if not eager to not be torn apart. So you agree.
You have a few questions about this whole arrangement, struggling to understand why they, powerful orca sirens, bother with a smaller fish like you when they could rip you limb from limb and be done. What's with the human ships? Why task you to this? Are you just fodder so they can keep their fins nice and unscabbed? They reassure you that they'll explain in due time (the sunny one booping your nose, much to your chagrin), but for now, all you know to know is that the human ships are a problem, and you are their solution for it. You've never really encountered humans before, but they've never really encountered sirens, or so you thought.
The burning red one lets you go, but you don't slip away too far before he tugs on your flukes and tells you to follow him. It's not a request. The darker blue one leaves for a moment, jetting away as the other two guide you to a nice resting place on an icy shore. They introduce themselves, and then their brother reappears with a squid in hand, half dead, and an insistence that you eat—they could tell during the chase that you didn't have all your energy.
And that's how you unwittingly join a very powerful pod of orca brothers who may or may not be teasing and taunting you simultaneously.
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。・:*:・゚☆ Solar Corps Strike Force!! ☆。・:*:・゚
I couldn't get the idea of this music idol AU out of my head, so I went ahead and commissioned the fabulous yinyang.arts to create an idea of what the girls would look like as a pop idol group! (This is also how I discovered that I inadvertently created the female characters of ShoH in a way that exactly aligned with the Spice Girls... Scary Spice, Posh Spice, Baby Spice, Sporty Spice...)
You could read them as a K-pop girl group or as a rock band, whichever you prefer...
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩ Lavinet ♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
Leader / Main vocalist / Bassist
Known for her elegance, charm, and sophistication, Lavinet is undoubtedly the leader of the group and its main vocalist! Famous for her vocal range and strength, she's always the trendsetter and is always wearing the most expensive, latest fashions as she represents the group in interviews and events!
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩ Briony ♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
Main dancer / Backup vocalist / Guitarist
Known for her pep and high energy, Briony supports Lavinet's vocals and entertains the crowd with her cheery physicality and boundless enthusiasm! She has a bit of a tomboyish, carefree, youthful persona, but still enjoys cutesy accessories! Diehard fans know that she enjoys training at a kickboxing gym when she's not on tour with the "Strikers!"
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩ Shery ♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
Maknae / Backup dancer / Keyboardist
Known as the baby of the group, Shery might sport the biggest fanbase, as fans adore her for her shy, lovely personality and gentle demeanor! She's the girliest and cutesiest of the group and enjoys lace, ruffles, pastels, and is known for collecting tea sets and accoutrements, leading some to refer to her as the group's "doll"!
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩ Ayla ♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
Rapper / Drummer
Known as the dark horse and punk of the group, Ayla stands out with her rocker outfits, leather chokers, shredded jeans, and tough, street-wise demeanor! While less favored by corporations and sponsorships for her rebellious personality, coarse language, and various piercings, Ayla is adored by fans for bringing edge to the group, hyping the crowd up as she pours her heart into her high-energy performances. She's issued several challenges to rivals to try and defeat her group in Battle of the Bands, and has never lost yet due to her fiery passion!
☆♬○♩●♪✧♩ Tallys ♩✧♪●♩○♬☆
Manager
The manager of the group, Tallys remains behind the scenes as she organizes and coordinates the Strikers' schedule, events, and business negotiations. Although she's not officially a member of the band, she's garnered her own fanbase for her cool composure and quiet refinement!
I hope you enjoy! 🥰
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