Letters to Princess Celestia from Queen Quakeby QueenQuakeChaptersLetter 1: DiabloLetter 2: AndreasLetter 3: Golden GatesLetter 1: DiabloQueen Quake arrived in her new palace. There was very little doubt in her mind this was just the start of her rule over San Franciscolt and her ability to gain her revenge as well as rock this world to it's foundations for her to, build a much more solid foundation upon. However, something was bothering her; her henchponies had abandoned the Queen at the moment of her victory. One proving to only be out for himself and the other simply choosing to have a heart despite her teachings about the goals of power and using that power, because you can. She marched around the palace, looking from right to left at her loyal subjects working, making it where she did not have to lift a hoof. For now however, the mare was seeking her scribe, she wanted to get her words out onto paper but whom to address? Who should she contact and why? The Queen pondered upon this, her pondering of course more like causing small localized earthquakes as she stomped around her throne room. The construction of the floor would likely have to improve. Queen Quake introspected herself now, looking inward and taking a long deep breathe as she prepared her thoughts. To hear the Voice Acted Version of the conversation: "Richter Scales, Take a Note," Queen Quake said, her voice giving a slight echo within the chamber "I...yes my queen?" The tiny dragon replied and took out a quill pen to begin to write. "Dear Princess Celestia, how does one deal with betrayal? Because as it turns out my court sorcerer Diablo, has indeed been a traitor all along." Richter Scales stopped writing and interjected, "According to both old stories thought to be legend and recent Equestrian history, The Princess's sister, Luna, was banished to the moon after attempting to usurp the throne. And before that the entity known as Discord-" "If I had wanted one of your history lectures, I would have told you so. Do not interrupt me while I am dictating! This is a letter you are supposed to be writing you little walking pile of slate scale." The Queen shot back to silence the much smaller dragon. "Of course, your Royal Stone-hearted-ness." Queen Quake gave him a low growl and glared at her scribe for a moment before continuing, "We have recently encountered some...decent within our ranks and understand that you have dealt with such before. The matter in question is one on which I have little time to dwell as I have so many Queenly responsibilities with which to concern myself now that I am ruler of Sanfransicolt and the remodeling has already begun." "You mean like sitting on your flank and bemoaning all your woes and leaving me to keep everything in order as constantly stomp about bi-" The drake interrupted again. "ENOUGH! WE DID NOT CALL YOU HERE TO COMMENT UPON OUR RULING STYLE!" The mare bellowed at the top of her lungs. "Now, to return to the topic: We have encountered others who would resist us and the natural claims we hold as the Queen in of our lands. And had hoped to continue to rule our kingdom after the acquisition of a particular artifact. But thanks to the uncouth machinations of one of our underlings, We must both find some other method to detain him and a suitable punishment for this scoundrel." "Aren’t you magnitudes more powerful than he is? How did you let him get away with it?" The smaller dragon asked. "The convention had some form of...shielding that made it impossible for us to use most of our power. I was only left with the Power of the Voice, super-equine strength, and dazzling beautiful looks." Queen Quake replied in a tone that seemed unquestionable to those around her. "...right." "Why you-!" The Queen of Earthquakes began. "Anyway. What about that Golden Gate girl and her non-ferrous family?" Richter Scales asked to try to change the subject of the mare's wrath. "My henchponies, without consulting me, struck a deal with them to have the attendees of the con vote whom they wished to win the staff. Upon completion of this little farce I was awarded the staff which that fool then swiped and ran off. When I tried to catch him, there was a bright brimstone flash and the staff as well as he were gone." She replied to his question, composing herself somewhat. "Wow. Sounds like you got the short end of the stick." Richter Scales said, his voice completely deadpan and absolutely emotionless despite the pun he had just made. This caused Queen Quake to sputter for a moment before the drake continued to speak. "So say again why Princess Celestia would be willing to help you?" "She is a foolish and weak willed monarch who...why are you writing this down?" "You WERE dictating to me." The dragon replied. "No, you impudent drake. I was answering your question." The mare said as her rage grew. "Ah." The small fire breathing lizard replied. "I have no time for you if you are not going to take me seriously! I swear, Richter Scales, if you could only keep your place most of the time, I wouldn’t feel the need to cause 9.0’s on a daily BASIS!" Queen Quake shouted before stomping off leaving small impressions and dents in her new palace floor. "Wait! Quake, I was trying to make you feel better. I am sorry for bringing up stuff that made you mad. Hey, let's go outside and smash some stuff then we can come back to this some other time." Richter Scales called out, realizing he had fully incurred the Queen's wrath. Though unlike her other minions, the Queen had never struck him; only stomped off in frustration. "Finally. An agreeable suggestion." The two of them walked off into the court yard for a moment. There is the sound of smashing, and the earth itself shook a little as the localized earthquakes were made by the hooves of Queen Quakes massive impacts. Richter scales simply made sure to stay out of the way of the mare, he knew better having been with her for so very long and very happy to have her back. It was a strange relationship indeed but one that would not explored, not yet anyway. In the mean time, the Queen of Quakes was making her way towards the Golden Gate bridge, as far as she was concerned, she needed "Unique" materials for her throne room and perhaps the most unique in the city would most certainly do. There was of course a small dragon in tow with her, patting her claws along the pavement in the impressions of her still seething angry hoofprints left through the sidewalk. At least Queen Quake wasn't smashing the roads on her way to the Golden Gate Bridge. Author's Note Note: My Pop shield upon the microphone was broken, I dropped it. New on the way. Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. Queen Quake / Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) Thank you for reading and/or listening. This was taken shortly after the convention before further events could happened at the convention and once the dust had settled. This is also as Queen Quake begins to take her position as ruler of Sanfransicolt. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. You may leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you. Letter 2: AndreasVideo Version, Skip if you wish to read instead. Queen Quake is up early in the morning, for once in her life looking for Richter Scales. It appears as though something else is bothering her, there is a definite purpose within her hooves as she walks. “Richter Scales, Richter Scales, oh where has that drake gotten off to!” The Queen exclaimed looking around, walking very loudly in a nearly completely empty castle as she enters into the library. The earth begins to rumble with her frustration till Quake shouts out at the top of her lungs, “Richter SCALES!!!!” The castle rumbles a bit more and there is the sound of a crash of books as well as the sigh of a little dragon before the last and lightest of the books he was holding fly back down to the ground and crumple upon the two under it. "Yes my Royal Pain in the Earth?" The small dragon starts to say. "What was that?" Queen Quake snaps back. "I mean, what can I help you with, your Royal-Obsidian-Hearted-Ness?" Richter replies having composed himself and making sure that all of his books are in proper order. “Richter Scales, Take a Note.” The queen says as the magic of those words forwards a quill, ink, and parchment to appear inside the dragon's hands. "Dear Princess Celestia," Quake begins, as the dragon starts to right, his scribbling echoing after the queen while she paces around the room. "Today I write," Richter gives a snort of disagreement which is quickly snipped by Quake in the most decisively playful of voices, "Silence! Today I write to you on the topic of another of my henchponies. Andreas, though not the brightest of ponies, is a large pony on whom I hoped I could rely as an enforcer: A captain of the Guard, as it were. I had thought him to be corundum but it seems he was false slate: stiff and easily broken." While Queen Quake takes a moment to compose and prepare for the next part of the letter, Richter Scales decides to interject. "What did he do?" Without missing a beat the Queen continues as though her answer to his question was also the next part of the letter. "He first made that ridiculous bargain about allowing the (disgust and perhaps a bit uncertain) hayu-mans to decide the winner of the staff. And although I won in the end, it was stupid to hazard my victory on the whims of the peasantry. What kind of system would do that?" Richter scales starts to explain to Queen Quake just what kind of system would do that but, "According to the research I have been able to do across the dimensional divide there are several-" He is silenced mid sentence by a long quip from the queen. "BOOOOORRRRINGGGGGG! Back to my letter: Andreas further belied his usefulness by failing to understand the idea of sapping the ground beneath another position to make them far less solid both in defense and politcality." She continues building herself up to a full head of steam and preparing for a rant that only a madman would listen to. "He was made mockery of and thus my own name was sullied without his even trying to knock the spoiled little-" Seeing where this is going and not wanting to build a new section of the castle to replace something Queen Quake shakes apart or cause her to upset herself by her destructive nature, decides to cut her off at the pass with some more calming words. "So he did not beat some kid’s flank and now you are mad at him." Queen Quake hears this and lets out a sigh, her full head of angry vengeance deflated for the moment, " Well... Not as such. But I still caught him fraternizing with the enemy towards the end and that I cannot forgive." She replies with an absolute certainly about herself the likes of which could only come from royalty. Richter Scales shrugs, crisis adverted for now at least. "Sounds like he just talked with them but if you say so. Anyway. Anything else you wanna add to the letter to the Princess?" He says trying to keep this subject moving while Queen Quake is calm. "Tell her I, we, well I don’t know if it is I or We but, we wish to properly open dialog between us and..." The Queen begins and then bites her lips and begins to say the next words as though it were pure poison being spat out of a viper's maw, "WE REQUEST that she do so at her earliest convenience." Happy to have done his job, Richter Scales finishes his writing, signs Queen Quakes name and adds the stamp before he starts to talk "Alright. I will just proof read this, cross reference any facts,-" Queen Quake interrupts him of course as she walks off down the hall, getting further and further away, her back turned to the little drake and voice drifting off. "Yes. Yes. You will do your royal scribe's duties. Blah, blah, blah. Oh, and you handle all the pointless busy work of scheduling. I have a kingdom to rule and subjects to properly subjugate." "...indeed." The dragon says and then under his breathe, "It is not as if you actually DO anything that needs to be scheduled around." With a speed only a full blown race horse could achieve the queen stomps back at Richter Scales and snorts out a few words right into his face, "I heard that, pie-ton!" "It’s peon!" The drake replies and then adds, "You pumice head." Queen Quake starts to speak but decides to let this one go, at least he was half right and besides, she was tired of trying to argue with the imprudent drake. Author's Note Author's Note: Note: My Pop shield upon the microphone was broken, I dropped it. New on the way. Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. Queen Quake / Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) Thank you for reading and/or listening. This was taken shortly after the convention before further events could happened at the convention and once the dust had settled. This is also as Queen Quake begins to take her position as ruler of Sanfransicolt. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. You may leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you. Letter 3: Golden GatesVoiced Version: Queen Quake sat upon her throne thinking, her face somewhere between a scowl and a hardened grin. She looked over as her little drake was walking by. “Richter Scales, do you have anything you need to do, right now?” The mare asked. Richter Scales stopped and rolled his eyes. With a heavy sigh, he looks over at Queen Quake and speaks “Yes but I can stop whatever it is to assist you, my royal crust cracker.” The pony ponders this for a moment. “I’m not sure if you’re insulting or complimenting me on that one so I’ll just let it go." She replies. Richter Sacles decides to lead the conversation rather than face whatever the tremor wielding earth pony has in store. "So what ever happened to that Golden Gate mare you were wrecking before you went through the portal?" He asked tentatively. Immediately, Queen Quake's eyes light up with their green glow and she looks at it with a face that indicates a rant is about to start. "That reminds me, Rictor Scales, take a note" She starts and instantly the spell activates putting a quill and paper in Richter scales hands. He sighs as he is forced to set down the rest of his books and research pieces. "Dear Princess Celestia. I feel as though if I do not talk about the Elephant and her sibling calves in my kingdom then I will never truly deal with them. I refer to Golden Gates of Course. That pompous mare whom claims to defend the people of Sanfraniscolt. Which, of course, is my job." The drake stops writing and looks up, a slight reflection from his marble rock like scales hitting the mare's crown. "Why not just offer her Andres's old position?" "Do not be ridiculous." Queen quake said with a dismissive tone and then started to take in a deep breathe. The earth started to rumble as her chaotic magic was let lose "She is my enemy and must be crushed beneath my hooves! Smashed into tiny pieces! Broken and shattered--" Seeing where this was going, the clever dragon decided to cut this frenzy off before something shook apart. "I get the idea. So she, like, opposed you and now she is your mortal enemies?" The mare deflates and the rumbling stops as she lets out a deep panting sigh. "Something like that. It was really her little brat sister who stole the Emperor's Staff, giving it some ridiculous pet name." She says with a snappy attitude. Richter scales flicks through various pages and scrolls before he finds the name. "Lionel Eugene the third." "Silence!" The mare shoots at the drake and let's it echo in her great hall before continuing. "She and her ilk also poisoned Andreas with some silly ideas about their magic that makes no difference." "According to recent information from Equestria,-" The smaller drake starts to speak. "And let us not forget that ridiculous pose she attempted when she did arrive. Some silliness about punishing me or somethings. And swearing upon all those various sundry things seems to done her as little good as the air she was wasting upon it." The Queen of Tremors says as she interrupts the drake once again. "From what you told me before, it was based upon a show called, “Sailor Moon.” Richter Scales replies and even starts to speak again but he is once again, cut off from speaking. "That is ridiculous." The mare says, with the utmost certainty in her voice that is more of a final say than a statement. "Princess Luna has only recently returned to Equis and could not possibly have anything to do with such a show." "I have been doing a bit of research upon the subject and I have theorised that-" The drake starts again getting frustrated by Queen Quake's dismissive attitude towards him. "Blah, Blah, Blah, sciences stuff." Queen Quake cuts him off for the last time as Richter Scales blood finally boils over. "Let me finish a sentence for once?" The drake declares, more as a sign of indignation rather than a question. The room is silent for a moment as the mare looks at him, her eyes slightly softening as she sees his frustration and knows she may have actually upset him. "That will be all for the day. Make sure you sign with all my titles as usual and get this out on the double." The mare replies as Richter Scales stands there in silence, writing for a moment then looking up at her, as if expecting something else to happen. Queen Quake looks at him, tilts her head, leans down so her breath is hitting his muzzle. "Make like a Rock and roll!" Richter Scales yelps back and patters off as quickly as possible. There is a long sigh and a hanging of her head for a moment before Queen Quake speaks again, "Ridiculous know it all drake." Author's Note Author's Note: Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. To get the Letters a few days Early Subscribe to: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCRdYqva1xrwuiJZ5ARdJ2sg Queen Quake & Video/Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: https://www.youtube.com/c/FiauraTheTankGirlGamer Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) - Voice Coach for Babscon Theme. Thank you for reading and/or listening. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. Please do leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you. And look forward to an animated weekly version in the coming weeks.
Letter 1: DiabloQueen Quake arrived in her new palace. There was very little doubt in her mind this was just the start of her rule over San Franciscolt and her ability to gain her revenge as well as rock this world to it's foundations for her to, build a much more solid foundation upon. However, something was bothering her; her henchponies had abandoned the Queen at the moment of her victory. One proving to only be out for himself and the other simply choosing to have a heart despite her teachings about the goals of power and using that power, because you can. She marched around the palace, looking from right to left at her loyal subjects working, making it where she did not have to lift a hoof. For now however, the mare was seeking her scribe, she wanted to get her words out onto paper but whom to address? Who should she contact and why? The Queen pondered upon this, her pondering of course more like causing small localized earthquakes as she stomped around her throne room. The construction of the floor would likely have to improve. Queen Quake introspected herself now, looking inward and taking a long deep breathe as she prepared her thoughts. To hear the Voice Acted Version of the conversation: "Richter Scales, Take a Note," Queen Quake said, her voice giving a slight echo within the chamber "I...yes my queen?" The tiny dragon replied and took out a quill pen to begin to write. "Dear Princess Celestia, how does one deal with betrayal? Because as it turns out my court sorcerer Diablo, has indeed been a traitor all along." Richter Scales stopped writing and interjected, "According to both old stories thought to be legend and recent Equestrian history, The Princess's sister, Luna, was banished to the moon after attempting to usurp the throne. And before that the entity known as Discord-" "If I had wanted one of your history lectures, I would have told you so. Do not interrupt me while I am dictating! This is a letter you are supposed to be writing you little walking pile of slate scale." The Queen shot back to silence the much smaller dragon. "Of course, your Royal Stone-hearted-ness." Queen Quake gave him a low growl and glared at her scribe for a moment before continuing, "We have recently encountered some...decent within our ranks and understand that you have dealt with such before. The matter in question is one on which I have little time to dwell as I have so many Queenly responsibilities with which to concern myself now that I am ruler of Sanfransicolt and the remodeling has already begun." "You mean like sitting on your flank and bemoaning all your woes and leaving me to keep everything in order as constantly stomp about bi-" The drake interrupted again. "ENOUGH! WE DID NOT CALL YOU HERE TO COMMENT UPON OUR RULING STYLE!" The mare bellowed at the top of her lungs. "Now, to return to the topic: We have encountered others who would resist us and the natural claims we hold as the Queen in of our lands. And had hoped to continue to rule our kingdom after the acquisition of a particular artifact. But thanks to the uncouth machinations of one of our underlings, We must both find some other method to detain him and a suitable punishment for this scoundrel." "Aren’t you magnitudes more powerful than he is? How did you let him get away with it?" The smaller dragon asked. "The convention had some form of...shielding that made it impossible for us to use most of our power. I was only left with the Power of the Voice, super-equine strength, and dazzling beautiful looks." Queen Quake replied in a tone that seemed unquestionable to those around her. "...right." "Why you-!" The Queen of Earthquakes began. "Anyway. What about that Golden Gate girl and her non-ferrous family?" Richter Scales asked to try to change the subject of the mare's wrath. "My henchponies, without consulting me, struck a deal with them to have the attendees of the con vote whom they wished to win the staff. Upon completion of this little farce I was awarded the staff which that fool then swiped and ran off. When I tried to catch him, there was a bright brimstone flash and the staff as well as he were gone." She replied to his question, composing herself somewhat. "Wow. Sounds like you got the short end of the stick." Richter Scales said, his voice completely deadpan and absolutely emotionless despite the pun he had just made. This caused Queen Quake to sputter for a moment before the drake continued to speak. "So say again why Princess Celestia would be willing to help you?" "She is a foolish and weak willed monarch who...why are you writing this down?" "You WERE dictating to me." The dragon replied. "No, you impudent drake. I was answering your question." The mare said as her rage grew. "Ah." The small fire breathing lizard replied. "I have no time for you if you are not going to take me seriously! I swear, Richter Scales, if you could only keep your place most of the time, I wouldn’t feel the need to cause 9.0’s on a daily BASIS!" Queen Quake shouted before stomping off leaving small impressions and dents in her new palace floor. "Wait! Quake, I was trying to make you feel better. I am sorry for bringing up stuff that made you mad. Hey, let's go outside and smash some stuff then we can come back to this some other time." Richter Scales called out, realizing he had fully incurred the Queen's wrath. Though unlike her other minions, the Queen had never struck him; only stomped off in frustration. "Finally. An agreeable suggestion." The two of them walked off into the court yard for a moment. There is the sound of smashing, and the earth itself shook a little as the localized earthquakes were made by the hooves of Queen Quakes massive impacts. Richter scales simply made sure to stay out of the way of the mare, he knew better having been with her for so very long and very happy to have her back. It was a strange relationship indeed but one that would not explored, not yet anyway. In the mean time, the Queen of Quakes was making her way towards the Golden Gate bridge, as far as she was concerned, she needed "Unique" materials for her throne room and perhaps the most unique in the city would most certainly do. There was of course a small dragon in tow with her, patting her claws along the pavement in the impressions of her still seething angry hoofprints left through the sidewalk. At least Queen Quake wasn't smashing the roads on her way to the Golden Gate Bridge. Author's Note Note: My Pop shield upon the microphone was broken, I dropped it. New on the way. Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. Queen Quake / Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) Thank you for reading and/or listening. This was taken shortly after the convention before further events could happened at the convention and once the dust had settled. This is also as Queen Quake begins to take her position as ruler of Sanfransicolt. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. You may leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you.
Letter 2: AndreasVideo Version, Skip if you wish to read instead. Queen Quake is up early in the morning, for once in her life looking for Richter Scales. It appears as though something else is bothering her, there is a definite purpose within her hooves as she walks. “Richter Scales, Richter Scales, oh where has that drake gotten off to!” The Queen exclaimed looking around, walking very loudly in a nearly completely empty castle as she enters into the library. The earth begins to rumble with her frustration till Quake shouts out at the top of her lungs, “Richter SCALES!!!!” The castle rumbles a bit more and there is the sound of a crash of books as well as the sigh of a little dragon before the last and lightest of the books he was holding fly back down to the ground and crumple upon the two under it. "Yes my Royal Pain in the Earth?" The small dragon starts to say. "What was that?" Queen Quake snaps back. "I mean, what can I help you with, your Royal-Obsidian-Hearted-Ness?" Richter replies having composed himself and making sure that all of his books are in proper order. “Richter Scales, Take a Note.” The queen says as the magic of those words forwards a quill, ink, and parchment to appear inside the dragon's hands. "Dear Princess Celestia," Quake begins, as the dragon starts to right, his scribbling echoing after the queen while she paces around the room. "Today I write," Richter gives a snort of disagreement which is quickly snipped by Quake in the most decisively playful of voices, "Silence! Today I write to you on the topic of another of my henchponies. Andreas, though not the brightest of ponies, is a large pony on whom I hoped I could rely as an enforcer: A captain of the Guard, as it were. I had thought him to be corundum but it seems he was false slate: stiff and easily broken." While Queen Quake takes a moment to compose and prepare for the next part of the letter, Richter Scales decides to interject. "What did he do?" Without missing a beat the Queen continues as though her answer to his question was also the next part of the letter. "He first made that ridiculous bargain about allowing the (disgust and perhaps a bit uncertain) hayu-mans to decide the winner of the staff. And although I won in the end, it was stupid to hazard my victory on the whims of the peasantry. What kind of system would do that?" Richter scales starts to explain to Queen Quake just what kind of system would do that but, "According to the research I have been able to do across the dimensional divide there are several-" He is silenced mid sentence by a long quip from the queen. "BOOOOORRRRINGGGGGG! Back to my letter: Andreas further belied his usefulness by failing to understand the idea of sapping the ground beneath another position to make them far less solid both in defense and politcality." She continues building herself up to a full head of steam and preparing for a rant that only a madman would listen to. "He was made mockery of and thus my own name was sullied without his even trying to knock the spoiled little-" Seeing where this is going and not wanting to build a new section of the castle to replace something Queen Quake shakes apart or cause her to upset herself by her destructive nature, decides to cut her off at the pass with some more calming words. "So he did not beat some kid’s flank and now you are mad at him." Queen Quake hears this and lets out a sigh, her full head of angry vengeance deflated for the moment, " Well... Not as such. But I still caught him fraternizing with the enemy towards the end and that I cannot forgive." She replies with an absolute certainly about herself the likes of which could only come from royalty. Richter Scales shrugs, crisis adverted for now at least. "Sounds like he just talked with them but if you say so. Anyway. Anything else you wanna add to the letter to the Princess?" He says trying to keep this subject moving while Queen Quake is calm. "Tell her I, we, well I don’t know if it is I or We but, we wish to properly open dialog between us and..." The Queen begins and then bites her lips and begins to say the next words as though it were pure poison being spat out of a viper's maw, "WE REQUEST that she do so at her earliest convenience." Happy to have done his job, Richter Scales finishes his writing, signs Queen Quakes name and adds the stamp before he starts to talk "Alright. I will just proof read this, cross reference any facts,-" Queen Quake interrupts him of course as she walks off down the hall, getting further and further away, her back turned to the little drake and voice drifting off. "Yes. Yes. You will do your royal scribe's duties. Blah, blah, blah. Oh, and you handle all the pointless busy work of scheduling. I have a kingdom to rule and subjects to properly subjugate." "...indeed." The dragon says and then under his breathe, "It is not as if you actually DO anything that needs to be scheduled around." With a speed only a full blown race horse could achieve the queen stomps back at Richter Scales and snorts out a few words right into his face, "I heard that, pie-ton!" "It’s peon!" The drake replies and then adds, "You pumice head." Queen Quake starts to speak but decides to let this one go, at least he was half right and besides, she was tired of trying to argue with the imprudent drake. Author's Note Author's Note: Note: My Pop shield upon the microphone was broken, I dropped it. New on the way. Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. Queen Quake / Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) Thank you for reading and/or listening. This was taken shortly after the convention before further events could happened at the convention and once the dust had settled. This is also as Queen Quake begins to take her position as ruler of Sanfransicolt. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. You may leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you.
Letter 3: Golden GatesVoiced Version: Queen Quake sat upon her throne thinking, her face somewhere between a scowl and a hardened grin. She looked over as her little drake was walking by. “Richter Scales, do you have anything you need to do, right now?” The mare asked. Richter Scales stopped and rolled his eyes. With a heavy sigh, he looks over at Queen Quake and speaks “Yes but I can stop whatever it is to assist you, my royal crust cracker.” The pony ponders this for a moment. “I’m not sure if you’re insulting or complimenting me on that one so I’ll just let it go." She replies. Richter Sacles decides to lead the conversation rather than face whatever the tremor wielding earth pony has in store. "So what ever happened to that Golden Gate mare you were wrecking before you went through the portal?" He asked tentatively. Immediately, Queen Quake's eyes light up with their green glow and she looks at it with a face that indicates a rant is about to start. "That reminds me, Rictor Scales, take a note" She starts and instantly the spell activates putting a quill and paper in Richter scales hands. He sighs as he is forced to set down the rest of his books and research pieces. "Dear Princess Celestia. I feel as though if I do not talk about the Elephant and her sibling calves in my kingdom then I will never truly deal with them. I refer to Golden Gates of Course. That pompous mare whom claims to defend the people of Sanfraniscolt. Which, of course, is my job." The drake stops writing and looks up, a slight reflection from his marble rock like scales hitting the mare's crown. "Why not just offer her Andres's old position?" "Do not be ridiculous." Queen quake said with a dismissive tone and then started to take in a deep breathe. The earth started to rumble as her chaotic magic was let lose "She is my enemy and must be crushed beneath my hooves! Smashed into tiny pieces! Broken and shattered--" Seeing where this was going, the clever dragon decided to cut this frenzy off before something shook apart. "I get the idea. So she, like, opposed you and now she is your mortal enemies?" The mare deflates and the rumbling stops as she lets out a deep panting sigh. "Something like that. It was really her little brat sister who stole the Emperor's Staff, giving it some ridiculous pet name." She says with a snappy attitude. Richter scales flicks through various pages and scrolls before he finds the name. "Lionel Eugene the third." "Silence!" The mare shoots at the drake and let's it echo in her great hall before continuing. "She and her ilk also poisoned Andreas with some silly ideas about their magic that makes no difference." "According to recent information from Equestria,-" The smaller drake starts to speak. "And let us not forget that ridiculous pose she attempted when she did arrive. Some silliness about punishing me or somethings. And swearing upon all those various sundry things seems to done her as little good as the air she was wasting upon it." The Queen of Tremors says as she interrupts the drake once again. "From what you told me before, it was based upon a show called, “Sailor Moon.” Richter Scales replies and even starts to speak again but he is once again, cut off from speaking. "That is ridiculous." The mare says, with the utmost certainty in her voice that is more of a final say than a statement. "Princess Luna has only recently returned to Equis and could not possibly have anything to do with such a show." "I have been doing a bit of research upon the subject and I have theorised that-" The drake starts again getting frustrated by Queen Quake's dismissive attitude towards him. "Blah, Blah, Blah, sciences stuff." Queen Quake cuts him off for the last time as Richter Scales blood finally boils over. "Let me finish a sentence for once?" The drake declares, more as a sign of indignation rather than a question. The room is silent for a moment as the mare looks at him, her eyes slightly softening as she sees his frustration and knows she may have actually upset him. "That will be all for the day. Make sure you sign with all my titles as usual and get this out on the double." The mare replies as Richter Scales stands there in silence, writing for a moment then looking up at her, as if expecting something else to happen. Queen Quake looks at him, tilts her head, leans down so her breath is hitting his muzzle. "Make like a Rock and roll!" Richter Scales yelps back and patters off as quickly as possible. There is a long sigh and a hanging of her head for a moment before Queen Quake speaks again, "Ridiculous know it all drake." Author's Note Author's Note: Credits: This story and audio production are made with official approval of Harmonious Elements Inc and Babscon. All Rights Reserved. To get the Letters a few days Early Subscribe to: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCRdYqva1xrwuiJZ5ARdJ2sg Queen Quake & Video/Audio Editor Fiaura The Tank Girl: https://www.youtube.com/c/FiauraTheTankGirlGamer Richter Scales: Randall Lyster (Gin) - Voice Coach for Babscon Theme. Thank you for reading and/or listening. Do understand that this is to expand upon the Universe and Characters created by Babscon 2016. There may be other series started for other characters and in the future we are considering bringing in the other actors from time to time to work on this. Please do leave suggestions at the bottom, thank you. And look forward to an animated weekly version in the coming weeks.
