The second generation of Surchitine used by the Sentinels of Myr.
For the lore ->https://sites.google.com/view/myr-worldbuilding/myr/alchimie-organique/surchitines
Exiting and entering the surchitine. And a comparison between 1st and 2nd generation.
@takexthisxlight submitted: What do you do when you no longer have any carpet beetles that you tool care of over the winter but have a lot of extra beetle jelly?
Put some of it outside and see what gets to it first.
I'm not surprised by the result, and I'm happy there's an ant colony out there whose eating well tonight. 🤗
Beetles are my favorite insects now, but ants were my favorite when I was younger.
I'm not surprised at all! Glad these fellas enjoyed the tasty snack :)
I know yall have talked abt human be gones big bug sexuality and stuff, but what about gender? I feel like a lot of bugs have Weird Gender (ants, termites, wasps, bi-gendered moths/butterflies, etc) and I think it’s a cool topic to be discussed. Being a transgender bug sounds awesome
Macrovolute society is heavily influenced by eusocial hymenopterans. As a result, the common macrovolute word for "woman" is actually synonymous with "worker," whereas "prince/drone/male alate" is the same word as "man." (Yes, this caused a great deal of confusion when dealing with the termites and their male workers!)
Queens are seen as something *above* the common female. Not just one who can reproduce (as many worker ants technically can lay eggs that yield males), but one who can reproduce in a way that meaningfully contributes something (by reproducing en masse, living a ridiculously long time, and laying eggs that become useful queens and workers, instead of only largely useless males). Ants and other eusocial insects *do not* view the females of other species as queens--they view them as primitive workers, not yet advanced to totally ceding egg-laying!
The Swarm Mothers are the attempts of the non-eusocial insects to have something like a queen, but they are not the same thing.
As for everything else...well, we'll touch on it in time. ;)
Sometimes the little ant you see on the sidewalk has been to places and knows about things you will never know.
At night she travels down, deeper than your basement, deeper than the grave, deep as the deepest roots of the great trees, where the earth is always warm.
She may know of caverns and pockets of life, scale insects in root-lined galleries, hidden streams, seams of minerals.
For an ant? Secret riches beyond the wildest sugar dreams.
Three years ago she murdered her sister. Her sister thought they would be queens together but Penta had her own ideas. She has only five legs and nearly 2000 daughters who I manage with a modified vacuum cleaner (it’s an automatic asperator.) I’m almost done moving them into their new nest. It’s been so much work. I’ve only killed four ants so far. Please don’t tell Penta. She is not patient with incompetence.