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Liddicoatite was a showman, who defeated homeworld gems with flair. She made it all the way to the end of the war with her musical magic; but no practice or preparation could prepare her for the corruption blast.

Thankfully, she was healed in the diamond bath with other corrupted gems, and lives on the Earth she protected in little Homeworld! She enjoys playing tunes with Greg and Sadie Killer.

Definitely putting her as one of the healed gems for my oc au, I adore this design.

Random corrupted gems!

Mojave Turquoise was once a very intelligent archeologist, whose duty was to gather important and useful treasures from the organics of conquered worlds. She never heard the call to retreat. 

Sodalite was a crystal gem…. Until Rose killed Pink. Sodalite thought all death was unnecessary, seeing too much in her time as a homeworld loyalist. She left to be a loner on earth, not loyal to either homeworld nor the crystal gems. Unfortunately, staying on Earth was a bad idea. 

I might do more corrupted gems if you guys send me gem ideas :V

Time for Element swap au Twilight Maelstrom, the element of Loyalty, and her lovely future cat wife, Lovely Grace!

Twilight does not talk about her childhood. For, it was a time she’d rather not revisit mentally. She was raised on the streets of Canterlot. She does not know what her family was like, for she was raised initially in an orphanage that had no records of who her biological family was. All she knew was the blood tests, which reveal a mixed heritage of kirin, thestral, and donkey. 

Twilight quickly learned her mixed-blood was not appealing the average Canterlot noble, and went to the streets as a young filly. It was best she learned the ways of the streets now, before she was subject to them suddenly as soon as she became legal. 

She was scooped up by Canterlot’s underbelly and learned the ways of crime. Even if she was a child, the gang she found was mostly earth ponies and pegasi, which were looked down upon in Canterlot. A unicorn was needed for any magic escapes needed. Even if she was a child.

During her time on the streets, she found that the “crime lords” weren’t necessarily “evil” as she had been taught at the orphanage. Rather, they were misunderstood and merely labeled as criminals for their appearance, race, or talents. 

One day, her gang was arrested for “kidnapping” a foal. That foal being Twilight of course. Twilight rushed to her gang’s aid and went before Celestia herself. Spouting the injustices and kindness this gang had shown her more than any other pony had in her life. Celestia was moved by the plight of these ponies and started programs to help those in similar situations not turn to crime, and to eliminate not unicorn racism in canterlot. She knows it will take many generations to undo years of hate, but it will be worth it. Celestia also gave them all jobs in the castle as an apology for her guard’s rashness. 

Including Twilight. 

Twilight was given the duty to watch the underground of Canterlot. For, she seemed to know it best. She helped those who chose a life of crime; whether it be through carefully getting them back onto their feet- or making sure their “crimes” just weren’t harmful to the public at large. Any drugs they had were in a reasonable range, their influence isn’t reaching terrible heights, they aren’t physically or mentally harming anypony, or any other number of things.

This is what her cutie mark represents; her ability to help balance lawful and unlawfulness, and keep things in check. In harmony, if you will. 

Twilight is still sent to Ponyville during the thousandth summer sun celebration because Celestia has a hunch that she was one of the new wielders of the elements of harmony after she found she could no longer wield them. 

Lovely Grace was born in Abyssinia, like most catfolk. She heard tales of Equestria, a place where friendship was magic and things would be better than her harsh, dingy village. She moved there as soon as she had enough coin, and opened a tailor shop in the cheapest spot she could find; Ponyville. She was so happy to be among these bright and friendly ponies, she even changed her name to a more “ponyish” name. She is chipper, bright, optimistic, and loves and trusts anyone. Twilight will end you if you hurt her.

An updated, better design for a character I never talk about; Ella!

Ella is the very first human and Atlanean hybrid born when Atlantis reappeared. Due to this, she was shunned and mocked. Or worse, simply studied due to her unique nature. She was even attacked for being born the way she was, loosing her eye to a purist. This made Ella a very angry, volatile woman. She was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode.

And she did.

One day, Ella came to find a very odd sword. When she grasped it, a woman appeared before her. Her sweet, honeyed words offering to help her destroy those who would harm her. And others like her. 

She took the sword and killed but one person. The one who took her eye, as they had never been punished for their actions. Ella.... Ella had always hated them but.... To take their life? Ella could not face what she had done, and abandoned the sword in a forest. Hoping to forget what had happened.

But she couldn’t. As the years went by, she noticed she did not age. She watched as years passed, and researched the spirit that had dug her claws into her. Ella found that she had been effected by the curse of the Viking Queen, to live forever until she was killed for her crimes. 

So, she lived on. Watching as she became a myth, the second wielder of the sword. 

She watched as whispers of a third wielder came.... And came to her doorstep one day stating that Simone was gone. She wishes she had done it, so this obviously tired man could have avoided the abusive woman’s claws into him. 

She lives in solitude now, bitter and not sure what to do with herself. All she knows is that she can’t trust anyone, and that she will never die. 

>rises from my grave<

Hey did you guys know I still draw sometimes? Anyway. Have my durge from BG3 (uncolored bc fuck that); the Great Old One Warlock named Chorus. They are a tiefling in game but I like to think of them as a unicorn. Them in game under the cut (I do use a few appearance mods):

“YOU BROKE US!”

I don’t necessarily think that two gems fused together have to make the same gem as two other gems of the same type do. I mean, fusions name themselves right? Who’s to say a Ruby and a Sapphire couldn’t make a Tourmaline or something like that. 

So here’s (pink) Porcelain. These two aren’t good for each other. Their trama mixed together is not good. They create a toxic fusion where they’re trying to lay their traumas onto each other and well…. It doesn’t end well. They aren’t stable and fall apart with ease. 

(Design notes: three eyes, four arms. Her right bottom arm is broken off and glued back on poorly. Her “base” is craked in a manner where if she isn’t careful, her entire base will break off. I decided against doing a reset version of this little lady unlike I did with Harlequin.)

A lovely Ruby I designed today.

You might be saying, “woah that is not a Ruby. That’s a fusion who named herself Ruby.” But she is just a singular Ruby! 

A “disease” can sweep through kindergartens and erase various bits of coding from the incubating gems. This disease is called permafrost, as it is caused by ice even the hottest temperatures can’t seem to melt. 

This young Ruby’s kindergarten was infected by permafrost, and abandoned early on. However, she was one of the few Rubies who managed to form, the frost erasing the coding for her standard form. And leaving.... this. 

Any gem who erupts plagued with perma frost is generally shattered unless the authority can find use for them. This little lady found use as an entertainer in Blue Diamond’s court. Something to be laughed at and mocked for her odd form. But, it was something to keep her alive.

Please come in time with me! And we will see! The beginning to be!

They fought, a very long time ago. Before, they were comrades. Before that, friends. And, even before that, in the longest time ago.... Maybe, just maybe, when it was just them-

Was it love? They were never sure.

Felt like sketchin Simone and Ella lookin pretty. (Ella is the second weilder of Simone's sword, in case ya can't remember. Before Covah and after Lyrus. She abandoned Simone after one kill, devastated by what she'd done. She lives in solitude to this day. Simone still considers her a wielder, because she did kill with the blade.)

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