Today’s Lost Archive image- it might not be transport befitting a Queen, but sometimes a Slig with a rubber ring is the best you can do. https://www.instagram.com/oddworldinc/
We though Skillya might spend some of her time in a birthing pool. A large portion of her body would be submerged underwater, and Sligs would be patrolling with stilts and nets to scoop the babies out the water before she can eat them.
A Mudokon Queen and Abe’s Mother, Sam provides the Glukkons with an integral part of their workforce.
SAM
WHO SHE IS
Large and immobile, she could only watch as their way of life changed and their entire existence was threatened.
Vulnerable and helpless, she decided that the best thing to do for her unborn children would be to sign a deal with the devil and hand her eggs over to those destroying their way of life.
Sam was never told the conditions the Mudokons would be living and working in, and she’s kept separate from them in her own special chambers, far away from the filthy factories where her children suffer.
WHAT’S A MOTHER TO DO?
When it became clear that the Mudokons’ traditional way of life was nearing an end, Sam was approached with an offer- sell her eggs to the ‘workforce’ and her children would be safe.
Sam’s life is a sad, luxurious one. Entertained with constant video footage, she spends her days laying eggs and eating the finest foods. Dazed, lonely and ignorant to the problems she cared about in the outside world.
The longer she spends away from her culture the more of it she forgets- and the substances at her disposal ensure that her days are passed in a muddled haze. Forgetting whatever duties she may have had as a Queen, now she constantly lays eggs to sell.
She is a sweet, kind and gentle woman who cares for her children and their wellbeing, but is far removed from the Queen she used to be. Sam was misled, but the lie doesn’t seem a very convincing one and the question remains- is she a desperate mother backed into a corner, or should she have done more for the children she brought into such a problematic world?
“I turned the corner to the exhibit, and a huge, absolutely gorgeous octopus was up against the front glass, cleaning the dead skin off it’s tentacles with the most mesmerizing twirls and intertwined loops of its arms.
Instant tears.
There you are.
Thank you for getting me here today.
Thank you for allowing me not only to see you, but to see you in all your stunning glory.”