Entrapta

I've just finished drawing this! :)

(I'm especially proud of how I drew Scorpia! 😁)

I found this good Entrapta Minecraft skin, I thought I'd share it here for those who are interested!

I'm not sure about Nintendo Switch and Xbox because you can't download it, but it works if you play on PC! :)

https://www.planetminecraft.com/skin/entrapta-4872715/

I made this a while ago, however I thought I'd share it here :)

So you all remember in Season 5 Episode 2 (I think) where the princesses try to enter the fright zone so that Entrapta can trace Horde Prime's signal? If you do, you probably remember when the princesses got mad at entrapta.

Now the question is, do you think that the princess being angry at entrapta was valid?

And if you will be defending entrapta (saying that the other princesses' reactions weren't valid), please don't just defend her because she's your favorite :)

My main thread: here

TW: mentions of death

Oh man, this took several hours and a lot of nail-biting to write... But I had fun with it.

This probably could use editing, but I don't have time for that tonight ahaha.

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It was not really a dark and stormy night when they arrived at the house; more of a dim and cloudy evening.

They’d been debating the existence of ghosts. While no one (besides maybe Scorpia) believed Sea Hawk’s tale of a harrowing encounter with a ghost ship, it was Entrapta who launched into an explanation of how there was no scientific evidence for ghosts. Sea Hawk insisted they were real, and that he would prove it.

The Best Friend Squad chose not to come; Glimmer, Adora, Bow, and Swift Wind felt their trip to Alwyn was all the ghost-hunting they needed. But Sea Hawk took Entrapta, Scorpia, Mermista, Perfuma, and Frosta to Darcliffe Manor.

The manor stood on the cliffs over a lonely stretch of coastline, miles from the nearest village. It once belonged to a wealthy family, but had sat abandoned for decades, if not—as Sea Hawk said—over a century.

“Why they left, no one knows,” Sea Hawk told the group. “Some say the place was cursed. Three of their children met untimely deaths there, and the father mysteriously vanished. Everyone who has tried to stay there since has fled in terror. Ghostly whispers, footsteps with no one to make them, mysterious orbs of glowing light. And that’s according to those lucky enough to make it out alive…”

“Hang on,” Mermista interrupted. “Uh, how do you know this? Like, you ‘know’ that these children ‘met untimely deaths,’ but you don’t, like, know any of these people’s names?”

Sea Hawk frowned.

“Yes,” said Entrapta, “where is this information coming from? Do you have any sources? Who are the witnesses? Of course, eyewitness accounts are notoriously unreliable-”

“That’s assuming he didn’t just make the whole thing up,” said Mermista. “Who knows if anyone saw anything at all.”

“Of course I know their names,” Sea Hawk said indignantly. “It’s Darcliffe Manor; they were the Darcliffe family.”

“Uh-huh.” Mermista and Entrapta looked unimpressed.

“And it is haunted,” Sea Hawk continued, “as you’ll see.”

Dubious as Sea Hawk’s claims may have been, the manor did cut a foreboding figure. While nothing compared to the princesses’ palaces, it stood tall for a mere two and a half stories, and the large porch with ornate pillars and the turret on one side gave it an air of grandeur. And with the weatherbeaten walls and crooked shutters, it certainly looked like it could be haunted.

As they stepped onto the porch, Perfuma said with an uncomfortable smile, “Um, are you sure this is a good idea? Even if the stories are true… Should we really be disturbing these people’s home—what might be their final resting place?”

“They’re dead,” said Mermista. “It’s not like they mind.”

“It just seems… disrespectful…”

Sea Hawk was already opening the door, which was apparently unlocked. “Onward! Adventure!” And he stepped inside.

Entrapta walked inside after him, and with a shrug, Mermista followed. Perfuma, Scorpia, and Frosta exchanged nervous glances, then entered as well.

It was dark inside; most of what little light the setting moons provided couldn’t get through the grimy windows. Sea Hawk lit a torch, and Entrapta turned on a headlamp.

Entrapta pulled out her recorder. “Ghost hunting log, hour one. House appears in a state of disrepair. Probably abandoned for some time…”

The door slammed shut behind Scorpia, and everyone startled.

They stood in a dusty entryway. To their right was a closed door, to the left, an empty doorway. in front of them was a stairwell, and next to the stairwell a dark hall.

Frosta looked around anxiously. “Is everyone sure about this? Because… maybe we could turn back now…”

“What, are you scared?” Mermista smirked.

“No!” said Frosta. “Of course not. I don’t believe in ghosts, remember?”

Scorpia swallowed. “Are you sure? ‘Cause, uh, I don’t know…” She turned to Sea Hawk. “Hey, didn’t you say something about people not making it out of here?”

The house creaked ominously.

Mermista eyed the ceiling. “Forget about ghosts; are you sure this place won’t, like, collapse on us at any second?”

Entrapta shone her headlamp on the floor. “There appear to be footprints in the dust here.”

“Ghost footprints?” asked Scorpia.

“Ghosts are generally described as incorporeal, and may not have the physical presence necessary to leave tracks… The simple explanation is that they come from a person.”

“But… I thought no one had been here in here in years,” said Frosta.

“This would make a pretty good hideout for like a serial killer,” Mermista mused.

Perfuma gulped. “Or maybe it’s a perfectly nice person just looking for somewhere to stay!”

An eerie moan sounded from somewhere above them. Scorpia yelped, Mermista tensed, and Perfuma, Frosta, and Sea Hawk gasped—Sea Hawk most dramatically.

“Sound appears to emanate from somewhere upstairs,” Entrapta muttered into her recorder. “Likely from the same being as left the footprints…” She followed the tracks with the beam of her headlamp, showing that they led up the stairs. “Well, time to investigate!” And she cheerfully climbed the stairs after the footprints.

The others followed her hesitantly.

“M- Maybe we could investigate the downstairs first?” Frosta suggested.

“All signs point to something being up here; it doesn’t make sense to start anywhere else,” said Entrapta.

“Maybe whatever it is left?” said Scorpia.

“There aren’t any tracks leading back down. Unless it went out another way, it’s still up there.”

There was another moan.

Entrapta held up a tablet. “This shows two energy signatures coming from somewhere up here.” She was nearly at the top of the stairs now.

“Ghost energy?” said Scorpia.

“I knew it!” exclaimed Sea Hawk.

“Inconclusive. It could easily be from some other known entity…” Just then, the tablet’s screen went blank. Entrapta tapped at the screen, and a no battery symbol flashed across it. “Oh, shavings,” she swore. “I must’ve forgotten to charge it…”

A third moan.

“Oh dear, well, since your device is dead, I guess we’d better leave so you can charge it!” said Perfuma. “What a shame!”

“Nonsense!” said Sea Hawk. “We came here for ghosts, and ghosts we shall find!”

They heard a door slam somewhere nearby, and Sea Hawk shrieked.

“The energy signatures appeared to be coming from one of those rooms.” Entrapta gestured to some of the doors on the left hand side of the hall. “We can search them faster if we split up…”

“I’d really rather not,” said Perfuma, and Scorpia and Frosta nodded vigorously.

“Still not scared?” Mermista tried to tease Frosta, but couldn’t keep the waver out of her own voice.

Entrapta was already opening the closest door. Mermista and Scorpia peered inside.

“Looks like some kind of nursery,” said Mermista. From what they could see, there was a crib against one wall, and a shelf with children’s toys on it.

“Aw, look, there’s a doll,” said Scorpia.

Mermista frowned at the porcelain doll. “Creepy.”

Entrapta walked inside while everyone else gathered in the doorway. A floorboard creaked when she stepped on it, and Sea Hawk yelped and grabbed Mermista’s arm. (Mermista startled, then snapped, “Watch it. You’ll burn the house down.”)

After scanning the room and checking the closet, Entrapta headed back to the door. “Nope, no sign of any beings here.”

Perfuma had stepped into the room, and picked the doll up off of the shelf. “This place is… sad, isn’t it? I do feel a… a sort of energy here. The presence of whoever lived here… Why were these toys left behind? What happened to the child they belonged to?”

Frosta looked around uncomfortably. “Let’s check a different room.”

As if on cue, another moan reverberated through the house.

Entrapta was already looking in the next room down. “Well, nothing in here, either.” As another moan sounded, louder and deeper than the ones before it, she said, “It seems to be coming from the next room over.”

Everyone gathered in front of the next door, behind which, it was now clear, was the source of the now-ceaseless moan.

Sea Hawk put his hand on the doorknob. Everyone stared at the door. You could almost hear the dramatic music accompanying everyone’s bated breath.

With a sharp inhale, Sea Hawk flung the door open.

The moan paused. There, in the middle of the room, maybe six feet away from them, stood a figure.

It could loosely be described as humanoid, with a dark purple body and a head covered in a filmy blue shape. All it had for a face were two glowing blue eyes.

The figure glided slowly towards them, now emitting a low humming sound.

Someone screamed—probably several someones. The thing got closer and closer. Everyone turned and ran. Down the hall, down the stairs, out the door.

Everyone, that is, except Entrapta.

She was pulling out her recorder to take notes, when she heard stifled laughter from the corner near the bed. But she was too busy with the creature to investigate that right away. Instead, she began describing it into her recorder; as she did so, the laughter stopped.

“What are you?” she said to the creature. “You don’t resemble classic descriptions of ghosts, and you seem… strangely familiar…”

“Entrapta?” Something—someone—rose from the shadows near the bed.

Entrapta turned, shining her headlamp directly at the thing—person—who shrieked and covered her eyes.

“Catra! What are you doing here?”

Catra looked away from the blinding light, rubbing her eyes. “Watch where you point that thing.”

“We were here investigating an alleged haunting, and discovered this strange entity. Do you know anything about it?”

“You know Melog.” The entity shifted into the form of a feline, and Catra walked over and patted it; it meowed and rubbed its head against her affectionately. “And I know why you’re here.” She grinned. “Pretty good prank, huh?”

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For this Day 27 fanfic, it's time to stay up late with the cool kids!

Cosplay

The ice slides turned out to be a big hit at the sleepover!

They stretched from one end of the throne room to the other, passing each other and weaving in crazy curves along the way.

Netossa and Spinnerella were having a turn at the moment, zooming in from the opposite directions and sharing a high-five as they passed a point in the middle where the slides came close together!

Perfuma and Scorpia were chatting and laughing, waiting for their turn.

And Entrapta was making a careful study of the slides (with calculations concerning their friction coefficients), taking occasional breaks to refuel on tiny snacks.

Beneath them, there were tables loaded with food, as well as areas for games. Bow and Swift Wind were playing a ring-toss game. Adora, Catra, Glimmer, and Sea Hawk were competing at the Limbo to some upbeat music, while Mermista looked on, munching on a kelp-kabob.

There were beanbags and pillows scattered around the floor.

After her turn at Limbo, Glimmer stopped and looked around, frowning. "Did anyone see where Frosta went?"

She felt a sudden tug on her cape and turned the other direction to find Frosta looking up and grinning at her.

"Hey, Glimmer! I've got something really cool to show you! Come on!"

Glimmer followed her curiously out of the throne room and into a small adjoining room where there was a screened-off portion.

Frosta put a hand up. "You stay here. No peeking!"

Glimmer nodded. "Okay." And Frosta disappeared behind the screen.

After a couple of minutes, Frosta emerged with a self-satisfied smile.

Glimmer gaped! Then she laughed.

"Wow! You're a mini-me!"

"Yep!"

Frosta was wearing a version of Glimmer's entire outfit! From the gem nestled between her collar-bones down to her boots.

And she was wearing a pink and lavender wig dotted with sparkles.

"Just wait, though," she said, motioning Glimmer over, "It gets better!"

Glimmer grinned with understanding.

Over in the grand party room, Adora was offering a hand to Catra, who lay scowling on the floor under the Limbo bar. Catra swatted Adora's hand away in annoyance. "This is a stupid game," she insisted.

Catra arched her back and sprang up to her feet as Sea Hawk, standing nearby, was literally wiping sweat from his forehead with his bandana, evidently relieved by the outcome.

"Who's winning?" came a bright voice beside them.

"Sea Hawk's about to lose," Mermista explained.

Sea Hawk was quick to object. "My darling exaggerates, Glimmer. I -- " and he glanced over again in a double-take. "I mean, . . . Frosta??"

Frosta giggled. Glimmer stepped up beside her in a slightly-upscaled version of Frosta's fur-lined jacket and boots of slate blue, with dark blue short hairstyle to match. "Clearly I'm Frosta! Can't you see that?!"

Glimmer struck a pose. "Ice fists!"

Frosta moved up beside her, putting her hands out in a fighting pose. "Sparkle powers!"

"Why are you doing that?" asked Catra dryly.

Adora elbowed her good-naturedly in the ribs. "'Cause its fun, Catra!" she scolded. Turning toward Glimmer and Frosta she gestured to their outfits, and giggled. "That's really good, guys!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," said Glimmer, somewhat indignantly. She turned and continued. "Do you, Glimmer?"

"Nope. Not a clue, Frosta!" She put a hand to her mouth, stifling an amused smile.

"Well!" remarked Glimmer finally. "I believe I should go check and see how my other guests are doing." She turned on her heel and motioned for Frosta to follow.

"Yes, Frosta! I think I'll come with you!"

Glimmer and Frosta could hardly contain themselves as they surprised each of Frosta's guests in turn!

Perfuma immediately played along, which made Scorpia question her senses momentarily.

Entrapta wasn't fooled for a moment, but she didn't even seem to notice or care that Glimmer and Frosta were dressed as each other!

Spinnerella couldn't stop laughing, and Netossa shook her head, smiling at the joke.

Swift Wind noticed the difference, and he examined Glimmer very closely before asking her in all seriousness, "Something different about your hair, right?"

Bow's reaction was their favorite, as he startled strongly when he first saw Frosta as Glimmer!

After that, the party took a different, and much sillier, turn!

Swift Wind pulled his mane back and made a poof out of his forelock, then strutted around very seriously and refused to relax!

Shortly after that, Bow somehow was wearing Sea Hawk's jacket, swinging from the ceiling and yelling, "ADVENTURE!!!" while Sea Hawk tore off the lower portion of his shirt and began to sing about friendship!

Entrapta happily swung after Bow, speaking rapidly into her recorder!

Catra and Adora managed to switch tops while no one was looking, and from that point on, they just ran around chasing each other, stealing Adora's jacket back and forth, and laughing riotously!

Spinnerella and Netossa joined Mermista on some beanbag cushions with snacks, and the three of them watched all the antics.

And Scorpia and Perfuma hugged each other close, squealing and laughing all the way down the ice slides!

Glimmer and Frosta stayed in costume for the rest of the night, even as things wound down and everyone got cozy and relaxed.

In a quiet moment, Mermista turned to Sea Hawk and nodded toward their outfit-swapped friends.

"Ya know . . ." she began hesitantly, lowering her voice, "it might actually be . . . kinda fun . . . for you and me to try that some time."

And Sea Hawk replied with a soft, but enthusiastic:

"Adventure."

Here's an entrapta fit I did (no VIP or custom makeup)! What do y'all think? I think the color scheme could've been better, but the color wheel was hard to use 😅

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Give me a little rope, and this is the Day 15 fanfic you get!

Rope

In the pastoral village of Thaymor, peace and harmony reigned, just as it had always done.

Well . . . as it had almost always done.

A young mother and her fawn were strolling through the main village green, the place of gathering, market, and fair.

As they walked, they smiled at every passerby , friends and family all.

The fawn looked up in wonder as they stopped before the grandest dome-capped building she had ever seen.

She pointed up to a large coil of golden cording that hung above the door-frame, and her mouth gaped in wonder. "Mama, what's that?"

Her mother smiled. "That's what I wanted to show you!"

She reached down and picked up her little one, holding her high over her head for a better view.

"This . . . is the Rope of She-Ra! It is one of the most cherished heirlooms of our people!"

The little fawn blinked at it. "What makes it so special?"

"Ah, little one . . ." her mother began, setting her daughter down to sit with her on the ground under the eaves. "It was part of a great battle!'

The fawn's eyes widened. "The Battle of Thaymor?!! The one where She-Ra came back?!!"

The mother smiled. "No, my child. That battle was a long time ago. Before I was even born!" She paused. "But there was another battle in Thaymor. One that involved all of the princesses! I was a little girl then, but I remember it well!" Her eyes grew misty, with a faraway look. "It was a day of magic! And also a day of joyous victory!"

She pointed upward again, and her daughter followed her finger to look at the precious heirloom as her mother continued.

"And the Rope of She-Ra played an important role. Listen, sweet child! And I will tell you how it happened . . ."

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Bow put a hand by his mouth and called out. "Okay, everyone! It's time!"

There was an immense excitement all throughout Thaymor, and the entire village was decorated with garlands of bright fragrant flowers and streamers of long, colorful fabrics!

There were paper lanterns and flags of every land waving from rooftops and trees alike, and the village and surrounding fields were filled with dancing revelers and giggling, running children!

It was the first big celebration that the people of Thaymor had enjoyed in many a year, and they felt a heightened feeling of joy and festivity.

For, this year, the Princess Alliance had granted the village of Thaymor the honor of hosting the Spring Princess Jamboree!

And what a time it was!

There were games and feasting, dancing and music, performances, stories, and all manner of wonders! It was a time for princesses and common people to mingle and enjoy one another's company in an atmosphere of high celebration!

At Bow's summons, the villagers all turned and trotted over, making a wide ring around the center of the field, whereon rested a rope stretched to its full length and adorned with a brilliant red ribbon at its center.

It was time for the crowning event: the Grand Royal Tug-Of-War!

Bow had a whistle around his neck. He blew it once to call for quiet.

He motioned to princesses and their companions to come forward, and they moved to the edges of the circle.

"All right, everyone! We're ready to begin the Royal Tug-Of-War! These are the rules!"

He held out a formal-appearing scroll and unrolled it to read.

"There will be two teams, made up of the princesses and their companions. Each team must stay on their own side of this ribbon."

He pointed to the ribbon at the center of the rope. "Holding the rope from each side. The rope must stay between the wooden stakes."

He indicated two pairs of parallel wooden stakes driven into the ground: about four feet apart, with one pair on each side of the ribbon. Bow continued.

"The war is decided in favor of the team that manages to pull the red ribbon between the pair of stakes on their side. The victorious team will receive a special trophy, presented by the mayor of Thaymor."

Bow pointed to a venerable gentleman with soft, friendly eyes and long gray ears. He was wearing a simple but elegant sash of office, and he was holding a beautiful large rustic trophy made of branches and flowers.

There were whoops and a round of applause.

After a moment, Bow continued. "In the interests of fairness and safety, the use of magic by the princesses will be forbidden during the game. Anyone who breaks that rule must excuse herself from the competition."

There were a few murmurs of disappointment.

Bow held up the whistle, as he looked at the princesses. "I'm the judge for this. If I blow my whistle and point to you, then you need to step away from your team and join the audience. Now, it's time to choose teams!"

Bow was about to select team captains, but it wan't necessary.

Adora strode determinedly forward and picked up the rope on the right side.

Catra immediately came forward to pick up the left side of the rope.

The two girlfriends stared each other down with matching smirks, and there were silent taunts in their eyes.

Glimmer was the next to step forward, joining Adora and thumping her on the back as she picked up the rope.

Frosta ran closely after Glimmer, taking a place beside her and staring gleeful daggers at the competition.

After that, Scorpia stepped up. She looked hesitantly from one side to the other, then set her jaw determinedly and made her way beside Catra.

Perfuma followed, taking her place close by Scorpia.

After that came Sea Hawk, strutting over to rejoin his old crew mates, Adora and Glimmer. For once, Mermista came along with him completely willingly, determined to have the one who could turn into an 8-foot tall lady with a sword on her side!

At that moment, Entrapta, her lab partner in tow, suddenly bounded up to join Catra's team, having decided to take an embedded approach for this particular research. She smiled at Wrong Hordak (Wink!) and readied her recorder.

Bow looked over at Spinnerella and Netossa, who were holding close to each other's sides contentedly. They smiled and shook their heads at Bow.

Bow counted the others and grinned happily. "Perfect! That's even teams!"

Just then, a voice rang through the air: "Did somebody say, 'SWIFT WIND!!"?"

And a winged horse descended to join Adora's team. He bent down and grasped the rope in his teeth, whipping his head to wrap it a few times around his muzzle for leverage. Adora's team now had its anchor.

Bow frowned. "Uhhh. I'm sorry, Swift Wind, but that makes it six against five, and . . ."

Catra interrupted him brazenly. "No need to stress about it, Arrow Boy. It's not a problem." And as she spoke a large catlike being shimmered into view and strode confidently to the back of the line, taking up the rope as Catra's anchor. Melog mirrored Catra's smug expression.

As the crowd around them buzzed in anticipation, Bow walked over beside the midpoint of the rope and lifted his whistle. "All right. Are both teams ready?"

"Ready," said Adora.

"Do it," said Catra.

Bow blew his whistle loudly. And so it began!

The battle was intense!

Catra and Adora dug in their heels, spitting good-natured minor insults at each other, and the central ribbon of the rope migrated no more than an inch or two in either direction as they struggled.

Frosta and Glimmer were the most fierce on Adora's team, each one with fire in her eyes.

The two of them together were countered by Scorpia's brute strength, although her heart wasn't exactly in it.

The ribbon inched closer to Adora's side, and Swift Wind made sure they didn't lose any ground.

As Entrapta got the hang of what was going on, she wrapped both her ponytails around the rope and pulled it toward her, mostly so she could see better what was going on at the other end.

Catra's team was now starting to win.

Their lead became even more acute when Mermista and Sea Hawk somehow got into an argument, and Adora and her crew were left straining and sweating to avoid defeat!

However, the tide turned again as Entrapta abandoned her footing entirely to climb up on the rope and stand there for a better view. It was all Melog could do to counter the opposing force, and its feet began to slip.

But suddenly, Bow's whistle blew.

Without thinking things through, Glimmer had momentarily teleported over beside Catra to blow a raspberry at her. With a sheepish look, she nodded to Bow and walked off to the sidelines.

Frosta then became upset and froze the rope to her fingers.

Bow's whistle blew again, and Frosta was taken off the team.

The crowds went wild!

For a few moments, Adora's team was really struggling.

Mermista whacked Sea Hawk on the back to return his attention to the game, and together they did their best to help Adora so that they just stopped the ribbon from crossing Catra's goal.

Catra was grinning -- except that Frosta had begun to cry, and Scorpia walked off to comfort her.

Now Catra was struggling.

Perfuma helpfully wrapped a vine around the rope to reinforce it.

So she was disqualified.

And Entrapta and her assistant had wandered off!

Catra was about to lose.

"Haha!" exclaimed Adora, but just then Sea Hawk, caught up in the moment of victory, lit a torch, which Mermista immediately extinguished.

"Ugghhhh!" Mermista stomped off, dragging Sea Hawk behind her, even before Bow could blow the whistle on her.

Now it was down to Adora and Swift Wind on one side, Catra and Melog on the other.

Adora and Swift Wind were groaning with the strain, while Catra and Melog growled fiercely.

In the heat of the moment, Melog doubled in size.

Just as Bow blew his whistle to eliminate Melog, the rope at Swift Wind's end snapped, and he tumbled backwards in a heap!

Now it was just Catra and Adora!

Their struggle was ferocious!

They seemed evenly matched, but they were exhausted!

It was only a matter of moments before one of them must succumb to the other!

They each began pulling in the rope, hand-over-hand, dragging each other inevitably closer to the center.

Finally, only a couple of feet separated them.

Panting, their eyes were locked in a shared steely gaze!

Catra grinned ever so slightly.

Then, she leaned forward and kissed Adora firmly on the lips!

Adora was suddenly enveloped in a brilliant golden light, and in a sparkling haze, She-Ra emerged, leaning into the kiss.

Bow blew his whistle in a long, loud blast!

Catra and She-Ra opened their eyes in surprise and parted.

"That's it! The tug-of-war is over! Catra's team wins!!"

The people of Thaymor errupted into a joyful round of applause, and the mayor stepped forward to present Catra with her prize.

Catra held it high and pumped her fist in victory.

She turned to She-Ra and cocked her head with a smile.

"Good game, but, ah, the trophy is mine!"

All at once, Catra was lifted high in the air and found herself being balanced on She-Ra's shoulder.

She-Ra beamed at her. "I've got my trophy, too!" She gave Catra a little wink.

Catra giggled at her.

"You're such an idiot!"

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Wishing you sweet dreams for fanfic Day 14!

Sleep

The little princess wasn't lonely, but sometimes she wondered what had happened to her parents.

Not in a sad way, but more just . . . puzzled.

Usually, her mother had been the one who brought her little snacks so she wouldn't get too hungry, but then, one day . . . she didn't.

The last time she had seen either of her parents was 86 . . . 87 . . . no, 86 days ago.

After that, the baker woman or the soda pop man brought meals to her.

But now that she had finished building Leonardo, her butler-bot, things were even better!

Leonardo always came at exactly the right times, and he was so cute!

She had lots of other bots to keep her company, too!

So everything was all right.

And she had plenty of uninterrupted time to work on her experiments!

Entrapta tightened a few bolts on the framework she had erected.

As she did so, she reached over for the last tiny cupcake on the platter nearby.

She had to tilt her head slightly to be able to reach it with a ponytail, but not so much as before. Her hair was really starting to grow out!

She glanced at the morsel and grinned.

"This one's a little frog!" she noted with glee before popping the artfully made cake into her mouth. She briefly wondered what frogs would taste like, but she was almost sure they wouldn't be so sweet.

Now that the framework was complete, she began to wire the camera and microphones to it.

After that she would do a final test with the electrical sensors.

She was being extra careful because she really wanted to get this one right.

If everything was set up correctly, then the equipment would monitor her movements, sounds, and biorhythms while she slept.

She was desperately curious to know more about sleep.

Because, recently, that's the one place where she sometimes did see her mom and dad.

She had no idea what happened or where she went when she slept, but, she reasoned, if she could figure that out, then she would know where her parents had gone.

She knew that her mom was a princess and her dad was a prince.

That made Entrapta a princess, too!

That's why she had the kitchen staff to make her meals and an entire castle with all the space she needed.

Entrapta wondered if her mom and dad were simply somewhere else in the castle.

She smiled as she arranged the sensors around her head like a veil.

Tonight, she would find out!

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The princess was so excited that it took longer than usual for her to fall asleep, but she had been working non-stop for many hours and was tired.

Eventually, though she couldn't have said when or how, she was somewhere else.

She was floating over the whole world, and she was in her laboratory, which was enormous and full of sparkling equipment! As much as she could ever need!

And she was in the middle of it, building a new machine that would have a powerful lens that could look through anything and see how it worked!

Entrapta somehow knew that it would take a very long time, but each moment she was getting closer to completing it.

And she heard a voice that sounded like her mom's.

"Entrapta? Entrapta, can you look at me?"

Entrapta tried, but her work was too exciting.

"I want you to hear what I'm saying. Do you hear me?"

Entrapta could definitely hear her. "Yup!"

There was a slight hesitation. "We're going away. Your dad and I."

She was getting close. She could almost see the whole world. "Okay."

Now, she heard her dad's voice. It sounded close. "We're going to the war."

That sounded interesting. Entrapta turned and caught a glimpse of her dad from the corner of her eyes, but it was really only a shadow. "Why?"

"Because the other princesses need us? We may be gone a long time."

Entrapta knew the war was very busy, so that made sense. "Okay, bye!" she said brightly. But somehow she knew her mom wasn't done talking.

And everything in the room began spinning around her in a circle now.

"Entrapta, what if you never see us again? How do you feel about that?"

The princess hardly hesitated. "Excited! When I finish this, I can learn about everything!"

Her mom sounded different, her voice quieter. "You know that we love you, right?"

Entrapta knew that. "Yeah." They had always told her so.

The voice didn't return, and Entrapta realized that she was almost finished. She needed one more piece to keep the machine together.

Little bits of it kept coming loose, and she held them down with strands of her hair. She looked around for the missing piece, but everything was swirling around so fast, so it was hard to see . . .

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Entrapta opened her eyes, and she was suddenly wide awake!

Her mind fizzed with thoughts.

Her mom's and dad's words now felt like part of a memory she once had. Some of what had happened in her sleep seemed to have happened to her before. Other parts were new.

But she had finally remembered that her parents had gone to the war.

And now it dawned on her that they might never come back.

She tried to figure out how she felt about that.

And she thought about how her mom had told her that they loved her.

She knew that was true because they had taken care of her.

They had given her the whole castle and helped her to start her laboratory with everything she needed for her investigations.

They had made sure she would be safe and left alone so that she could perform her experiments.

Entrapta wondered if she would ever love anyone like that.

And as she removed the sensors from her body and clicked off the camera, a gush of thoughts and feelings were rushing through her mind.

Reviewing her data could wait.

She felt a sudden, pressing urge to record everything she thought about what she had just experienced and the feelings she felt now before any of it could fade away.

So she pulled her recorder out of her overalls pocket, took a deep breath, and clicked the button to begin:

"Log entry number 145 . . . "

She-Ra-tober Announcement Post

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Here comes my Day 8 fanfic!

(I may have tried too hard on this one, but I hope you like it.)

Abandoned

The bearded old man opened his eyes at the sound of a primal scream.

Sitting up, he casually stretched, scratched the back of his head, and yawned wide, blinking at the semi-darkness.

He stood up, taking several deep breaths, then did a series of deep squats, side-bends, windmill stretches, and jogging in place.

Then he smiled as he remembered his two main reasons for being alive, and he said their names aloud, just as he had every morning for the past 10 years:

"Good morning, my dear Angella! Good morning, my sweet Glimmer!"

Micah's day had begun.

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The island was a bio-electronic wasteland.

It was a place where machinery breathed and sighed while hungry creatures roamed the neon flora, motivated in patterns of corrupt and decaying algorithm.

Isolated from the rest of Etheria, it harbored the lost, the silenced, and the forgotten.

And those forgotten were destined themselves to forget.

But there was something near the heart of the island that would never forget.

The starship was immense.

So huge and vast that it blended in as one with the rest of the island, its structure forming jagged peaks and cliffs rising from the shore.

Crippled and broken, abandoned long ago it yearned to make itself whole again.

On arrival, it's occupant, giving it up for dead, had gutted it, removing the majority of its technological riches, leaving only its basic core systems.

It was enough.

So, gathering its strength, it had reached out with conduits and tendrils to the nearest source of energy on the island, and it drank thirstily from this generous oasis.

From there, it began its exploration of the island, reaching out in every direction, searching for those who might restore it.

Yet, as much as it strived, it had never found a will or a mind to match the one who had left it behind.

The right intellect was the final component it needed for its salvation. Its rebirth.

The local scavengers and the more evolved predators helped.

But they were never enough.

Finally, after many years, a new arrival brought it hope of recovery.

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Each day, Micah found a different place to camp, eluding the creeping cable-like vines that laced the island seeking to ensnare any unwary creature.

Thus far, he had escaped the island's many traps.

He knew what bugs made the best eating, and he had learned how to drink the fresh water that rested just below the surface of the stagnant, oily pools.

He spent much of his day perfecting his magic, practicing on the menagerie of menacing beasts.

But, so far, none of the spells he knew could free him from the island.

He could shield and protect himself, but he could neither teleport away, nor send a call for help.

Yet, day by day, he held out hope that someone he loved would rescue him.

That he had not just been abandoned.

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The most intelligent creature on the island was highly elusive.

The ailing ship had made numerous attempts to make contact, all without success.

Still it kept trying. This one seemed to be its last best hope.

But then, one day, another even more suitable prospect appeared.

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There was a new beast on the island.

Micah had only seen glimpses of it so far.

It was the size of a grown man with a bug-like head and two long, spindly legs. It was surprisingly fast, and it often made a strange cackling sound as it moved.

It also had the annoying habit of stealing his food!

Last week, he had just perfected a recipe for bug brain pâté.

One evening, he had carefully spooned out several individual servings in little shells. The next morning, he awoke to that bizarre cackling, his tiny rations were gone, and he caught a flash of long purple legs as they disappeared into the forest!

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Entrapta surveyed what she had collected that morning as she cheerfully sipped from the tiny bowl of organic mush.

It was a fortuitous discovery when she came upon the old man and his camp!

It was very comforting to have a source of tiny foods again!

Now she could concentrate more on her work!

She motioned to one of the pookahs hanging from the electro-organic hybrid tree above her. Then she pointed to two of the pieces of tech that she had collected in her excursion.

"Look at this! Although all of these pieces are First Ones tech, these two alone show evidence of having been dismantled, rather than deliberately broken! That is highly suggestive that there is a site on the island with larger intact First Ones machines! They may even be functional! Hahaha!!"

Entrapta looked up to see the pookah's reaction . . . only to find it had abandoned her.

She frowned. That was the one trouble with being marooned.

She really needed someone to talk to.

And a better way of getting around the island.

Entrapta smiled with sudden inspiration, and she drew out a tool to begin construction!

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The great ancient starship was abandoned again.

Both of the intelligent creatures had ended up leaving it behind.

Alone.

Even after that, it continued its search, despite failures and setbacks.

Perhaps there was still hope.

Perhaps one day, Hordak would return.

This might imply ableism and such, although it isn't directly mentioned. stay safe!

Specifically I mean how they treat entrapta. I'm just curious. Overtime I've started to see the way the princesses treat Entrapta as really mean, cause like iirc they tended to get frustrated with her absurd language and stuff. I know a lot of people with autism, and IMO it's kind of unfair to say stuff like "she makes no sense!" and "she is really messing with my harmony!" or whatever. obviously, working with entrapta requires patience and it's interesting to me how the princesses kinda lacked that? I think that, the princesses and the horde alike only really used her for her skills with technology and not herself as a person. like they only kept her around bc of that, or at least that's how they acted. it's not that I think they meant to be bad people, I understand that it can be frustrating, but to me it's important to be mindful and respect everyone, even if they act different.

I know I am not active here like at all, but recently this has been on my mind. also I'm not tryna paint any character as a horrible person! they're kind, amazing people, I just think they lack a certain amount of sympathy/empathy. which is a huge issue everywhere. also I am really bad with the category stuff here so apologies

I've been thinking about this question for a while. Does anyone think Entrapta from She-Ra, Mei Hatsume from my hero academia, and Hange Zoe from attack on titan would get along well? Most likely the majority of us know Entrapta's personality and interests/hobbies. (Learning more about anything and everything while also inventing with any tech she can get her hands- or hair -on) Mei is a student in the support course whose main focus is showing off her "babies" (inventions) to get recognized so that she can help people while making money. And Hange is a scout in the military with a passion for learning more about the titans that threaten humanity. So. I suppose Entrapta would be inventor/researcher, Mei as an inventor, and Hange as a researcher in their own areas.

I've been very interested in aot lately and keeping up with the new mha episodes, so I thought I might ask.