Dryl

Hello, adventurous readers! 😁

I'm glad you're here!

Did you catch the mid-week bonus post?

Well, then, let's recap for a moment.

Previously in Episode 76:

Part One: Catra and Swift Wind feel the power of She-Ra's call.

Part Two: At Catra's urging, Bow and the princesses formulate a plan to save their friends!

Part Three: Time is running out for Entrapta; and Catra, Bow, and General Juliet realize that their best chance means making a deal with a former ally and former enemy.

Part Four: Double Trouble is "a delight . . . and a menace . . . as usual"

I'm dedicating this one to Vivian ( @FlamingSunsetSecretSpitfire ) because it's been a while, and I want to!

What will happen when Etheria's most chaotic performer takes on one of their most chaotic roles? 🤔

The result is too good for one post!

So I am making it two! 😊

Look out for the second part of this chapter in a couple days as you begin your week!

Onward, friends!

The Crypto Castle lies quiet and still on the cliffs of the Kingdom of Dryl, her grayish-purple walls blending in with the natural rock faces sheltering her.

The oval windows of the castle glow with a lavender light, like the eyes of an enormous crouching spider.

Deep within, an electric humming vibrates within the space of a vast chamber. It’s source is Darla, a huge and magnificent diamond-shaped spacecraft standing empty and dormant within.

On Darla’s flight deck, a gentle electric glow in geometric patterns emanates from the floor and the wall-to-wall console surrounding it. And a large violet holographic wire-frame sphere hovers in the air, as if overseeing everything beneath.

Suddenly, the air around it shimmers, and a virtual screen unfolds, piercing the atmosphere and breaking the quiet.

Entrapta: [with urgency] Darla! Hey, Daaaaaarla!!

A bright-eyed beaming face suddenly fills the screen.

The floating sphere immediately reacts, vibrating in the air and brightening in a more vibrant shade of violet.

Darla: [with affection] Entrapta! Hello!

Entrapta’s face grins and blinks with relief.

Entrapta: [lovingly] Hi-ya, girl!! How are you feeling?!

The sphere pulsates as Darla speaks.

Darla: [with a tinge of pride] My critical systems are fully restored, all essential functions operating at 86% efficiency, and my energy reserves are nearing maximum capacity. And how are you, Entrapta?

Entrapta chuckles.

Entrapta: [ebulliently] Haha! Great!! I’ve been doing science! Sooooooo much science!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!

Darla: [seriously] Message: Bow would like to see you as soon as possible.

Entrapta: [in happy surprise] Oh! Bow is here with me!! He’s helping me out! With sci-ence!!! It’s wonderful! But now I need you, Darla! I need you here in Bright Moon right away!!

Immediately, the entire deck lights up with energy, and the huge panoramic windows brighten to display a scene of Entrapta’s laboratory outside the ship. A revving whining hum of massive engines arises all around, and the floor begins to vibrate.

Darla: I am commencing departure.

Outside the ship, as Darla begins to slowly rise, the walls and floor tremble, causing instruments strewn across workbenches to rattle, monitor screens to ripple, and thick vertical cables snaking from the ceiling to sway in sinuous rhythmic motions.

Once Darla is off the floor, the ceiling above her splits down the middle, and the two halves begin to fold back, revealing a dark sky spangled with glittering stars. Darla slowly and dramatically rears back, her bow rising to aim for the heavens. Within a few moments, the ceiling has laid the universe bear to her, and the whine of her engines rises to a gentle roar. Then all at once, in the space between one heartbeat and the next, Darla suddenly shoots into the sky, and she is underway at an astonishing speed!

Far away, in Bright Moon’s Council Chamber, Bow watches the performance with wide-eyed appreciation, while Catra, General Juliet, Spinnerella, and Netossa stand apart.

The counterfeit Entrapta gazes down at the tracker pad in her hands with a delighted gleam in her eye. The violet sphere on the screen glows with determination.

Darla: [from the screen] I am now en route to Castle Bright Moon, Entrapta, and will be meeting you there momentarily.

Entrapta/Trouble: Good girl, Darla! See you soon!

The image on the tracker pad fades to a dot, and the screen goes dark. Entrapta looks up to Bow with a wink and a grin. He blinks at this.

Bow: [slightly in awe] Double Trouble, . . . that was really--

But the purple-haired princess of science interrupts him.

Entrapta/Trouble: [in a rush of words] Applause later, Bow! ‘Cause Darla moves fast!! Come on!!

And, in a chaotic flurry of hair and feet, she bounds from the room at a terrific speed, leaving her companions to sprint after her as best they can.

You have all been most patient while I was unavailable last week.

Thank you! 😊

I bring you this week the gripping conclusion to Episode 67!

First the recap:

Part One: Glimmer begins her recovery with the help of two friends.

Part Two: The princess of Salineas is nowhere to be found, until Sea Hawk dives deep with all of his heart.

Part Three: Adora returns to her girlfriend, while Bow and Entrapta go to be with Glimmer.

Part Four: Entrapta begins a new scientific investigation.

Part Five: Two kingdoms meet in the Peace Zone.

Part Six: A legendary couple stays strong.

Part Seven: She-Ra's mission is interrupted by an appeal of love.

And this week, I bring you a dose of wEiRD ScIEncE, dedicated sincerely to Vivian ( @FlamingSunsetSecretSpitfire ) my fine artistic friend and fellow storyteller!

Where will Entrapta's line of reasoning lead?!?

Read on, adventure seekers! 😄

A tiny test tube, filled with a viscous red fluid, held between the thumb and forefinger of a thickly-gloved hand.

Entrapta’s face comes into view, leaning in close, her lavender eyes nearly crossing as she peers at the contents of the tube she holds. She draws back slightly, and it is revealed that she is wearing a long-sleeved lab coat. Wink leans in beside her, dressed similarly in heavy gloves and lab coat, studiously observing the tube and its contents.

Bathed in the glow of multiple large monitor screens, Entrapta and Wink stand over a work table strewn with equipment. Amongst a variety of small tools and electronic devices, clamps and stands have been erected supporting oddly-shaped transparent containers with liquids in a range of striking colors. Some of the liquids are steaming, some rippling as if alive. Some are spilled or splattered. From the state of the surroundings, it is evident that they have been at work for hours.

Entrapta turns a serious expression toward Wink and gives him a slight nod.

Thus begins a rapid and highly coordinated series of motions.

First, Wink reaches over with a long pair of tweezers, from which he drops a tiny green bead into the tube. He immediately raises a stopwatch in his other hand and clicks the button, watching the clock. Entrapta stares intently at the tube as the bead dissolves, and after about 3 seconds, the color of the fluid changes to bright purple. Instantly she begins pouring a thin stream of gray powder into the tube, using a funnel-like device held by a piece of her hair. For several seconds, she stares intently at this process, until Wink’s timer emits a bright ting, at which point, Entrapta swiftly removes the funnel and caps the tube with a blue stopper. While Wink reaches over for something out of view, Entrapta hands the test tube upward to one of her locks of hair. She reaches down to grab a squat device with a long nozzle, and at the same time she passes the tube from one lock of hair to a pair of long tongs held by another lock of hair from the other side of her head. She holds out the tube and aims the nozzle at the base of the test tube, while reaching up to pull her welding mask down over her face. The nozzle shoots out a short-duration burst of blinding bright orange flame, which completely engulfs and obscures the tube for less than a second. As Wink turns toward her again, Entrapta sets the flame-thrower down and holds the tube (whose contents are now pulsing purple) by the tongs out in front of her. Wink delicately pokes a tiny paper umbrella into the top of the stopper. They both fold their hands in anticipation. Wink’s eyes are bright with a grin of excitement. Entrapta’s face is blank, hidden by her mask. After a beat, Entrapta glances over to see Wink’s smiling face, and, with a careful motion of a piece of hair, quickly pulls his face shield over his face. They both look toward the test tube.

KER-BOOOOOOM!!!!!

There is a blinding white flash of light in a terrific explosion.

As the light fades, Entrapta and Wink are still staring at the tube, but their coats and face shields are scorched in a radial blast pattern. Entrapta’s hair is covered with soot, and, except for the small piece still holding the tube with the tongs, it is splayed stiffly outward in a frizzy mess like twin startled blowfish!

Surprisingly, the tube itself looks unaffected.

Entrapta: [decidedly disappointed] Drat. Another normal reaction.

All at once, Entrapta’s hair collapses back into its familiar shape, and the soot falls to the floor in a gentle shower.

Entrapta: [muffled by her mask] We’ve run every test I can think of.

She takes the tube between her gloved fingers again and lifts her mask, frowning at the tube. Wink leans closer, lifting his own mask, looking concerned.

Entrapta: [frustrated] Every avenue we’ve tried has failed to reveal any further information!

As they watch, the test tube suddenly crumbles into black dust.

Entrapta drops the debris and turns away as her thoughts move on, shrugging out of her lab coat as she does so, letting it fall to the floor.

Wink catches some of the black dust on the palm of one grey-gloved hand. He squints at it closely.

Wink: Hmm.

Entrapta hangs her head, wringing her hands as she walks across the room.

Entrapta: [anguished] Ohh, and Glimmer was so generous, too!

She stops and lifts her head, as one hair tendril raises a vial with a small amount of red liquid. She regards it sadly.

Entrapta: She let me have samples of her blood . . . [shifting her gaze as she lifts another vial with slightly-cloudy transparent liquid] her sweat . . . [producing a third vial with clear liquid, glancing at it with a frown] Even some of her tears!

Her hair sags, as she replaces the vials within her pockets.

Entrapta: [regretfully] But I still haven’t been able to find anything wrong with her! Neither chemically, nor physically. What am I missing?

Entrapta begins pacing back and forth.

Entrapta: [muttering to herself intensely] What am I missing? What am I missing?

Wink approaches hesitantly, a sympathetic expression on his face. He reaches out a tentative hand. But before he touches her, Entrapta stiffens, eyes wide, and her ponytails shoot out straight from her head at sharp upward angles.

Entrapta: [screaming in frustration] AAAAAAA!

Suddenly, Entrapta leaps into a series of frenetic cartwheels, rolling around the perimeter of her laboratory and exclaiming repetitively in a loud voice.

Entrapta: [rolling] WHAT-AM-I-MISSING-WHAT-AM-I-MISSING-WHAT-AM-I-MISSING?!?

Wink pulls back, staring after her in startled worry. She wheels around him, still proclaiming as if she is caught in a never-ending loop. Visibly sweating in deep concern, Wink dashes to the work table and quickly selects a wand-like device. Running back to the other side of the room, he positions himself at a point where he can intercept his mentor and friend. With a flick of his wrist, the wand-like device extends into a thin pole that is about as tall as Entrapta.

Entrapta’s spinning is a blur of arms, legs, and hair as she rolls toward Wink.

Entrapta: [frantically] WHAT-AM-I-MISSING-WHAT-AM-I-MISSING?!?!!?

Leaning away from the pole and cringing, Wink deftly holds it so it extends across Entrapta’s pathway. She wheels into the pole, which results in a complicated blur of motion as the pole interrupts her spinning and she practically wraps around it!

Entrapta: [surprised out of her trance-like despair] WAH-OWW-IEE!!! Ooof!

Entrapta collapses into a pile, buried in waves of her own hair.

Entrapa: [muffled] Mmmm. [lifting her head with a bright smile of relief] Thanks, Wink.

In a single fluid motion, Entrapta jumps to her feet, her hair sorts itself out, and she stands there alert and considering, rubbing her chin thoughtfully with one hand. She strides over to a bank of monitor screens and begins tapping on a keyboard, carrying on as if nothing unusual had happened.

Entrapta: [pragmatically] At first, I thought that the overload of power during the shutdown procedures might have damaged the runestones. [looking up to the screens] But all of my measurements indicate that the Moon Stone is functioning normally.

She cocks her head, considering and raising an eyebrow.

Entrapta: Which only leaves the princesses themselves. [shaking her head, softly] But Glimmer seems to be functioning normally, too. So, the magic should still be working.

She turns toward Wink, who stands behind her.

Entrapta: [sadly] I think I may be stuck, Wink.

Wink: [with confidence] You need rejuvenation, Entrapta. [brightly] Perhaps a rest will bring new inspiration!

Entrapta shrugs and sighs.

Entrapta: You’re probably right. I’ll give it a try.

Entrapta flops straight backwards, folding her arms, landing on a mat of her own hair, which spreads out underneath her. She even closes her eyes. For a brief moment. Then they snap back open, and her hair mat begins pacing, carrying her around the room. She flicks out her recorder with one hand and activates it.

Entrapta: [into her recorder] Log entry: Princess magic restoration project. Day one. Hour . . . sixteen. [reflecting] Having exhausted all known available scientific investigation of the transmission and generation of princess magic, I am left with the quandary of magic itself. [frowning] Its nature and functional parameters remain mysterious to me, and I do not yet understand how it works when it is functioning properly. [pause] I need more data! [loudly] There is so much that I don’t know about magic!

Wink clasps his hands together with an elated expression.

Wink: [excitedly] Prime knows all!

Entrapta’s mat comes to a halt, and she sits up. Wink shrinks back, wide-eyed, his hands covering his mouth.

Entrapta leaps to her feet, her eyes glowing!

Entrapta: Wink!

Wink: I’m sorry! [mournfully] It . . . it slipped out!

Entrapta: [bubbling with restrained excitement] No! It’s mental synchronicity!

Entrapta begins to rise up, higher and higher, supported by her ponytails. She reaches out with her recorder and pushes a new button.

With a colossal growling of gears, the entire ceiling over their heads splits open into two parts like a pair of enormous eyelids. At the fullest possible stretch of her hair, Entrapta stands suspended, the arc of the starry heavens displayed above her in a breathtaking panorama.

Entrapta: [her enthusiasm mounting] A good scientist makes use of every available resource, Wink!

Entrapta’s eyes shine with the brilliance of luminous inspiration. They set their focus on a gigantic object coming into view as it drifts above the world. In surreal solidity, it dominates a portion of the sky. A space-borne tree of magnificent stature!

Entrapta: [almost breathless] And you’ve just given me a fan-tast-ic idea!!

(End of Episode 67)

So, I was lying in bed thinking about the geography of Etheria, and I realized that the different kingdoms match different parts of East Asia on Earth.

Bright Moon: Japan. If you look, both Glimmer and Micah have Japanese characteristics, plus Glimmer is voiced by Karen Fukuhara, a Japanese American. Plus, the kingdom is named "Bright Moon," and the moon is very important in Japanese culture. Then there is that guy eating with chopsticks in one of the earlier episodes, who is kind of the basis of this theory.

Crimson Waste: Gobi Desert. I do not think this requires much explanation.

Salineas: I have two theories for this one. One is all those islands in Southeast Asia, that make up Indonesia, the Philippines, etc. This would also explain that they only need a boat to get from Bright Moon (Japan) to Salineas. The other theory was that Salineas is somewhere in a coastal area near India.

Plumeria: Some foresty region of East or Southeast Asia.

Kingdom of Snows: Russia. It's cold there. There's a lot of snow.

Dryl: This one was hard because you don't actually get to see a lot of Dryl. All I know is that it is, at least the area near Entrapta's castle, a very rocky area.

So anyway, that's my theory. I guess it's not really a theory, more of an idea. What do you guys think?

P.S. If I got any geographical or cultural information wrong, please correct me.

Here's to the Entrapdak shippers. The next part is also going to have Entrapta, I'm not sure about the one after that.

First Clone: Brother, you have visitors. [Hordak turns around in his chair and stands up]

Hordak: Let them in. [Entrapt bursts through the door, nearly knocking the first clone over and wraps her arms around Hordak's waist]

Entrapta: Hordak!

Hordak: Hello, Entrapta. [He pats her head]

Damien: [Steps in the doorway and waves] Hi.

Hordak: Hello.

Second Clone: Good evening, brother.

Hordak: So it is. [Entrapta releases Hordak]

First Clone: I will leave you in peace, brothers and sister. [He bows and leaves, closing the door]

Hordak: What do you need from me?

Entrapta: I was coming to check on you. How have you been doing?

Hordak: Everything is running smoothly. We have cleared out damage to make homes for new citizens and we have seen to it that your main lab is not disturbed. Tomorrow we plan to ask other Etherians if they would like to visit, preferably without children. [He repeats her question, unsure what else to ask] How have you been doing?

Entrapta: Excellent! I have made significant progress to my latest experiments. [Her hair wraps around Damien's waist, pulling him towards them] Such as this one. [Hordak narrows his eyes, judging Damien's appearance]

Damien: [Intimidated by his size and his voice cracks] You're Hordak?

Hordak: Yes. [Entrapta holds his hand and he accepts it]

Damien: You're bigger than the other clones...

Hordak: [His eyes narrow even more, scaring Damien] And what is that supposed to mean? [Damien gulps]

Damien: Nothing! Just that the other clones are slimmer and you... [He studies Hordak, trying to find appropriate words] Are very well built. [He gives him two thumbs up and a nervous smile]

Hordak: I see.

Second Clone: Brother, I have made a friend!

Hordak: Congratulations. He seems like a very... interesting friend.

Entrapta: I told you you'd make friends.

Second Clone: Damien is a very interesting friend indeed. He said I could have a name, just like you.

Hordak: A name is not something to be taken lightly, it should be considered and valued by the person accepting it.

Second Clone: He called me buddy. [He smiles]

Hordak: Do you like that name?

Second Clone: I believe it is a wondrous term of endearment.

Hordak: But not for a name?

Second Clone: You're asking me if that's what I want to be called?

Entrapta: Yes, that's what he's inquiring.

Second Clone: Oh. [Whispers to Damien] Can I say yes to their request?

Damien: It's your choice.

Second Clone: My choice... Yes! I will inherit the name buddy from my dear friend, Damien.

Damien: Is that okay, Hordak?

Hordak: I will not stand in the way of my brother's happiness.

Buddy: I am very happy without Prime.

Hordak: As you should be.

Entrapta: Oh, that reminds me. Do you have a six sided hex driver?

Hordak: I always have anything you require, Entrapta. [He hands her the tool she asked for and she puts it into her pack on her belt]

Entrapta: I thought you'd have it. [She grabs the crystal she gave him from the desk] Have you found a place to put this?

Hordak: No, I have not yet found an adequate place to display this crystal.

Entrapta: Here. [She grabs a thin chain on the desk and uses a small drill to make a hole in it, careful not to disturb the First Ones writing]

Hordak: [His eyes widen in fear] What are you doing?!

Entrapta: Give it a second. [She blows off the excess and slides the chain through the hole and holds it up proudly] See?

Hordak and Buddy: What is it?

Entrapta: It's called a necklace. You put a charm on a long enough string or chain and you wear it around your neck.

Buddy: Ooh.... That sounds delightful.

Hordak: A "necklace?" [He tests out the unfamiliar word]

Entrapta: Exactly. Do you want me to put it on you?

Hordak: If you wish. [She makes herself taller by standing on her hair and she gently puts the necklace on him and fastens the clasp]

Entrapta: There! Now you can wear it everywhere.

Hordak: Hmm... [He looks at it in the mirror]

Entrapta: Don't you like it?

Hordak: [He looks at her warm smile, also feeling warm] I- [He clears his throat] It is the best offering I have ever received and I... I thank you for it.

Entrapta: Your welcome. [Hordak smiles and they share a moment on silence]

Damien: [He clears his throat and Hordak looks mildly disappointed] Sorry to interrupt, but are we done here?

Buddy: Are you leaving already?

Hordak: Is this true?

Entrapta: Well, I said this was going to be quick, but... [She thinks, trying to find an excuse] I haven't even filled you in on my projects!

Damien: You already did.

Entrapta: All research should be shared, Damien.

Hordak: [He sees what she's doing and decides her effort will not be wasted] Entrapta is correct.

Damien: [He sighs] Fine, but I'll come get you if you take too long. [He opens the doo and leaves]

Buddy: Goodbye, brother and sister. I hope you will continue to have an extravagant day!

Damien: [From outside] Buddy! [Buddy smiles and closes the door, leaving them alone]

Hordak: [He decides to get to business] What are your recent projects?

Entrapta: I have successfully made a clone of Bow, as you can see. [She pauses] You remember Bow, right?

Hordak: Yes.

Entrapta: I am now aiming to clone Adora.

Hordak: Already?

Entrapta: Of course! Why stop when the first test was a success?

Hordak: Have you determined the results that this experiment might yield?

Entrapta: I have not yet concluded what traits the other might posses, since she's not allowed to see others.

Hordak: You've already created her?

Entrapta: Yes, she's still a work in progress, but she seems pretty calm.

Hordak: Could I see her?

Entrapta: [She becomes confused, seeing as he hardly stays away from Dryl] You want to see her?

Hordak: If it is alright that I may request so.

Entrapta: I will gladly show her to you! Do you think you can come now?

Hordak: I'm fairly sure my brothers can manage without me.

Entrapta: Amazing! Come on! [She grabs his hand and she practically runs out the door, grabbing Damien and Buddy in each pigtail]

Damien: [Groans] Here we go again.

@BrianSturgill & @Look, I didn't wanna be a fan... Here's another Entrapta part! I hope I'm getting closer to her character.

Entrapta hums to herself as she looks around her underground lab, Emily and Damien following.

Damien: Hey, Entrapta?

Entrapta: [She doesn't look away from her work] Yes?

Damien: You remember that angry cat lady that was here a few hours ago?

Entapta: Is the person in question Catra or Cynthia?

Damien: [Horrified at the thought of two angry cat ladies] There are two of them?!

Entrapta: Oh, I forgot you haven't seen anyone else yet. [She taps into her large computer a few times and pulls up an image of Catra and one of Cynthia] There are some characteristic similarities and differences, but they are two different people who are indeed here.

Damien: Are they clones like me?

Entrapta: My conclusions say otherwise, since they are both a different age, have different eyes, different mindsets, and other features. The only way they could be clones is if one was a defect, but I have already assumed that Horde Prime did not clone people who he thought were inconsequential compared to him. [She pauses to think for a moment and reminds herself] Hordak was not inconsequential. [She stops what she's doing and Damien sits next to her]

Damien: Who's Hordak?

Entrapta: Hordak was one of Horde Prime's clones. He was sent here because he was seen as broken. I'm curious why Prime would ever think Hordak was broken, but he's not available to question him. He and his brothers are currently at Dryl trying to make it available to citizens. Of course, children would be advised to proceed with great caution seeing as they can cause harm to my previous experiments and themselves. Adults should be advised of what to and what not to touch so, it would seem that I will be experimenting more away from Dryl to result in complete satisfaction and functionality. Oh! Maybe I should see how they're getting on. Would you like to come too?

Damien: I don't know... What about your latest experiment?

Entrapta: Oh, it should be fine. Besides, we won't be long. Just a quick look and maybe picking up some parts and then we'll be back. Plus, I could teach you how to interact with actual people!

Damien: Umm...

Entrapta: Ha, ha! We should get going. [She stands up and walks out of the lab on her hair]

Damien: What about Emily? [He follows her, unsure]

Entrapta: Emily has the whole lab to herself.

Damien: That's kind of what I'm worried about. Wouldn't she mess up something?

Entrapta: Nonsense, I've programmed her to not be destructive unless told to.

Damien: You mean that time I was trapped in that building I could've asked her to help me?

Entrapta: Precisely! She's really come a long way. [She begins to walk up the stairs]

Damien: What about... her?

Entrpata: Oh, there's that. [She stops and turns around and Damien nearly walks into her] Hmm... [She walks down a few steps] Emily, come here girl! [Emily whirs and comes to a skidding stop in front of the stairs and Damien jumps behind Entrapta, afraid] I want you to make sure that no one enters this lab without my consent. Okay, girl? [Emily trills and nods] Great! Let's go! [She grabs Damien's arm and runs up the stairs on her hair]

Damien: Ack! Slow down!

Entrapta: [Ignoring his request] Maybe I should've used the vent instead.

Damien: [Thinks of everything that could be in those vents] No, this is fine, really!

Entrapta: What about a device that transports it's passengers to different floors on command?

Damien: I'm sure that would be great as soon as you get done with one experiment! [They reach the top of those stairs and he starts feeling nauseous] Maybe next time we just walk?

Entrapta: But if we walked, we wouldn't have as much time to complete our research! [They arrive at Dryl after many discussions about safety] Tada! Welcome to Dryl, Damien! My home. [She smiles proudly at the castle, bustling with clones]

Damien: Wow. [He doesn't quite see it's grandeur] It's certainly... crowded.

Entrapta: Yes, that's why I am currently staying at Brightmoon. With all these clones, I don't have the necessary space for all my inventions and such.

Clone: Hello, brother and sister. What brings you here on this glorious day?

Entrapta: We are here to see Hordak. Do you know where he is?

Clone: He's resting right now, but if you want to see him, I can have it arranged.

Damien: There's no need. We can come back-

Entrapta: [She leans closer to the clone in excitement] Lead the way. [Damien sighs and follows them through Dryl]

Second Clone: Rejoice brother, Prime is gone!

Damien: [Unenthusiastically] Yay... [Entrapta and the first clone are ahead of him]

Second Clone: [Becomes disappointed] Would you prefer he was here instead?

Damien: No. I just don't know who he is.

Second Clone: But you helped to end his reign, did you not?

Damien: [Growing frustrated] No. I didn't.

Second Clone: I saw through Horde Prime's hive mind, you were certainly fighting against him.

Damien: [Annoyed] That wasn't me! I'm a clone of the one who did fight.

Second Clone: I see, brother. Are you well? Your tone has changed to hostile.

Damien: I'm fine, I just want to get out of here.

Second Clone: Did I make this visit unpleasant for you?

Damien: You could say that.

Second Clone: [Starts to sob] I'm sorry, brother. I thought I was following the wishes of Hordak and our sister.

Damien: [Worried] Oh no. Please don't cry.

Second Clone: I can see I am not in a position to continue this role. [Other clones start to look at them, wondering what's wrong]

Damien: Shh, shh, shh. No, stop crying. It wasn't your fault, it was mine. [Entrapta and the first clone look at them briefly and Damien gives them a nervous thumbs up]

Second Clone: [Tries to stop crying] But I was the one who provoked you with the mention of Horde Prime. I am eternally sorry.

Damien: It's okay. Look, if you stop crying, I'll be your friend. How does that sound?

Second Clone: A friend?

Damien: Yes, a friend.

Second Clone: I would like that very much. [He gives Damien a sad smile]

Damien: Okay, my name is Damien. What's yours?

Second Clone: I was not given permission by Horde Prime to have a name.

Damien: Okay. Well, come with me and we'll find out on the way. Is that okay?

Second Clone: Yes! I will gladly follow you to your destination to obtain a name.

Damien: Phew. Come on, buddy. [They start walking to catch up to the first clone and Entrapta]

Second Clone: Was that a possible name?

Damien: No. It- Nevermind.

Welcome back to my story!

This episode begins by checking back in with a character that we haven't seen since the first of my episodes. And, I've missed her!

The story so far:

Episode 53: On The Plain of Heroes (in 5 parts)

After the final battle with Horde Prime, the heroes regroup and go their separate ways, beginning new adventures to unfold.

Episode 54: Just Friends Ship (in 5 parts)

Settling in at Bright Moon is . . . unsettling for Catra, and the others.

Mermista and Sea Hawk battle a deadly storm at sea.

Episode 55: Sleeping Arrangements (in 8 parts)

Mermista and Sea Hawk are heroes to one another. Catra battles her demons. Glimmer prepares for Micah's return with support from Bow.

Castaspella helps Micah to understand his daughter better. And Catra and Adora fight against boredom and begin a new adventure with Swift Wind.

Episode 56: Throne Room (in 6 parts)

Sea Hawk brings Mermista home to a broken Salineas, and Mermista vows to bring her people back with Sea Hawk's help. Adora and Catra start a beautiful adventure, which is ominously interrupted. As Glimmer welcomes her dad back to Bright Moon, a terrible storm threatens Adora, Catra, and Swift Wind. With the help of Spinerella and Netossa, they make it back to Bright Moon with a dire message.

And now, beginning this new episode . . . welcome back to Dryl! :D

EPISODE 57: Missing Peace

Perched high up the side of a cliff, there crouches a circular fortress of dark gray metal, topped by many spires, and punctuated by windows that slowly pulse a dull pinkish glow.

Deep within, there is a large inner sanctum devoted to scientific inspiration both wild and beautiful.

A pale figure with glowing eyes and a serene smile surveys the panel on the back of an elegant spacecraft that fills much of the space. He stands atop a short stairway leading up from the floor and scratches his chin in thought. Then, he turns toward a group of violet strands of hair that form a gently undulating horizontal surface supporting an array of tools conveniently within his reach. He carefully selects and examines an implement with a forked end and a trigger built into the handle.

Wink: Hmmmm . . .

Then, he touches the tool to a rivet on the metal surface before him and pulls the trigger. A wickedly sharp blue arc of electricity leaps from the tool, bounces off of the surface and buzzes through the air, causing Wink to leap in literal shock! He quickly releases the trigger and clumsily drops the tool back onto the hair table, with a slightly distressed look. Holding up his hand, he blows on the tips of his gloved fingers, which are gently smoking. He composes himself and frowns slightly, looking back to the row of tools. One of them rises up a little on the living strands, which jiggle it back and forth in front of his eyes.

Wink: [smiling] Ahhh!

Picking up the tool, he uses it to deftly remove the rivet from the panel into his hand. He grins, very pleased, and moves to the next rivet. A bright voice rings out from below.

Entrapta: [sincerely encouraging] Great job, Wink! Every time you make a mistake, you also learn something! Isn’t science wonderful?!

Wink: [in happy pride] Oh, yes! I am learning so much!

Entrapta sits on a small wheeled stool beneath the stairway, facing her computer terminal, her features glowing green in the light of the monitor screen. Her expression is one of rapturous wide-eyed wonder. Her fingers fly in a blur across the keyboard.

Entrapta: [in reverent awe] So am I. Darla and I have been having a fascinating conversation about space! The data she’s gathered shows that it is far more vast and intricate than I imagined!

Her hair stretches out rigidly to either side of her head, one ponytail angling upward, one downward, crimped in a series of identical right angles. Her hair is the stairway!

Entrapta: [with rising enthusiasm] There . . . are . . . millions of planets with countless life forms, and hundreds more planets being formed every second! Cosmic explosions scattering complex materials that form even stranger worlds than our strangest imaginings!! People and civilizations with otherworldly technology based on principles of science entirely unknown to us!!! It’s all out there, and I wanna see it and touch it and make friends with it!!! Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!

All throughout while she is speaking, Wink runs up and down Entrapta’s hair with parts he removes from the ship. Entrapta doesn’t seem to notice at all as he repeatedly steps on her head.

Emily, Entrapta’s loyal robotic friend and helper, scampers around the base of the stairs, receiving each new piece from Wink and placing it carefully with the others on a long workbench in an orderly array. She also picks up tools with her many arms extending from her spherical body and hands them to the fringes of Entrapta’s hair, which ripples them up the length of stairs.

Entrapta: [calmer, in blissful reverie] Darla took us to planets that were in our immediate corner of the universe, but when you and I unlock the deeper features of her crystal matrix propulsion system, I just know that together we could go so much further! Just imagine it, Wink! The limitless horizons of discovery that would be within our reach! We could explore it together! You and me and Emily and Darla and . . .

Suddenly, Entrapta blinks and lets out a squeal!

Entrapta: Eeeeee! Hey, Wink, I can’t believe I almost forgot!

In an explosion of distracted enthusiasm, Entrapta leaps from her chair and attempts to run up her own hair! The results are very strange. In an odd whirling motion, the structure falls apart and collapses. Wink plummets, and Entrapta goes spinning.

Entrapta: YeeeAAAW!!! WOW!!! Oooff!

Suddenly, Wink is sitting on a pile of purple hair, and Entrapta finds herself lying in Wink’s arms.

Entrapta: [blinking] Oh. Hello. That was interesting.

Suddenly she beams at him.

Entrapta: We’re going on a trip! I have an old friend I’d like you to meet!

Wink smiles and gives a thumbs-up, winking.

I always thought that it's weird that in season four (Mer-Mysteries) everyone was talking about retake Dryl, Entrapta's kingdom, who is with the Horde (in the princesses view)

But, in episode four of season five, Swift Wind say that some horde drones tried to attack colonies - and he talk about DRYL!

I also read a long time ago some tumblr posts who said it's strange that Entrapta at her age is still a princess - and not a queen.

So I did a little research and I got for this:

Dryl is colonized by Bright Moon!

Colonialism unlike Imperialism - is extension of the nation's sovereignty over territory mostly for the nation's interests, like resources. but the culture of the nation isn't follow to the indigenous living there, this is made by the colonizers in the colonies - who just zealots for their culture. also the nations still remove the power of the indigenous over themself, but the ruler can keep their little [if they are not dead (whispering: they used to kill them)].

Imperialism is conquering a country to instill culture and make the nation bigger

In the 80' She-Ra, it's said that Dryl was a (rich) small village under the horde arm - how used the villagers to mine some metal for the horde.

So let's mix everything up!

Dryl a kingdom (or should we say queendom? since the rulers are all females) is under Bright Moon's colony - it works as it's on kingdom but the mining resources are moved to Bright Moon and some little are going to entrapta little studies (well a no need to make money for something)

Thats why Glimmer can walk on and on around Dryl without a diplomatic problem - a reminder that when they want to Salineas or Plumeria they want as a diplomatic delegation, Salines and Plumeria have their own villages - she didn't need to convince her mom to go to there, thats their own colony. Glimmer just need to convince Entrapta to join the rebellion (not that Entrapta can say no)

The first thing that the horde after Entrapta the horde is taking over Dryl - but you know what it's mean politically? It's mean That entrapta is now can be the sovereign sovereign in Dryl! Politically it's mean a lot, now Entrapta can call out for autonomy, Dryl can be it own kingdom.

Edit: this why Queen Angella didn't look so sad - she didn't care.

And as we talk about Bright moon's territory:

we should add; Thaymor, Alwyn, and Elberon (and maybe also the whispering woods) under a category "locations under Bright Moon's territory" because they under Bright moon's protection so they are a part of the kingdom.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk!

P.S. That why hordak can't be a colonizer. He didn't come from a kingdom or is own nation - he just a conqueror (a bad one).

I mean, there's a picture of her supposed parents which are robots, but nothing was ever confirmed. I think that she was born to the royalty of Dryl, then they died and the robots and servants took care of her. Also, we really know nothing about Dryl other than stuff about its castle. Is there cities there?