Maket_Aten

“Honestly you act like melting into food is some bad thing, your turning into my food, MINE. You should feel honored I even thought of you as food whelp.” Maket-aten, having devoured the explorers that released the cursed.

Once the crown jewel of all egyept, Queen Maket-Aten was a noble young woman. Ruling just before cleopatra herself, she was considered one of the fairest faces in all the land. her besuty matched her wit and intellect. Most of this was spoken by attendants and slaves, knowing full well that if it wasnt said, the scarabs would eat them.

All great Pharohs were associated with something during their rule, and for Maket-Aten, it was the scarab beatles. Its unknown how or why, butany believed she was cursed, a spell put upon her by some other eitch doctor, others still believe it could be she was the first true child of the gods. whatever the case may be. she ruled woth far more fear than love than intended, just because of her summoning.

Imagine if you will, a great ornate home, stuffed and cared for in the hot egyptian days, packed with ample amounts of slaves and servants, statues and gold glittering the place. But. In such a beautiful place. not one guard could be seen. Why? Because they were never needed. The queen had her scarabs. Hee focus point mustve come from a scarab queen or the very god of them, as her powers manifested most notibly, and most horridly, as a swarm of scarabs. the palace often had several decorations of gold and jewled beetles to help the staff not be afraid. It only made them more on their toes. After all, it was anyone’s guess of the statue was truely a statue.

No one else in her power however, faced as little problems as she did. her reign was short but prosperous. her people that ruled beneath her did so woth her benevolent heart and kindness. The queen was a good ruler to all, said to have the radiance of the sun whenever she smiled. she had her own pyramid constructed of course shortly after coming into power and she was often a collector of sorts. wanting animals and exotic materials from places and people that occassionally csme through her great town. a detail that shall remain inportant through her life. her reign lasted her whole life as every pharoh should. However. Her lack of human guards would be her downfall.

With no guards to patrol or watch over her in her rest. Assassination attempts were easy to those who sought her power. Many often faced the hordes of scarabs she summoned upon being awake. Others. the scarabs kept awake rhe entire night to assure no knofe plunged between her chest. Only one chance was taken that succeeded. bribing the caretaker of the beatles to figure out what the scarabs hated most. What the material was is still up for debate but, whatever the case, the few scarabs that were on guard had scurried. and come morning, she was gone.

Despite a coup being set, her body was appropriately dressed and prepared for the next world, mummified as best the were able. heart, brain, lungs, but of all the organs that had been forgotten, it would be her stomach that remained. And soon, she was set in her tomb. Locked away with all she needed. For thousands of yesrs she remained in that tomb. Until it was disturbed.

As expected of a any tomb that was never meant to be seen, Maket-Aten’s tomb was broken into. Her riches seemingly plundered by archeologists and grave robbers alike. It was all going well. until they wanted to male sure whos tomb it was. The sarcophagus came open, and inside was a purple but, not rotten Maket-Aten... They were astonished by her lreservation. her headdress and attire still worn as her body was bandaged. her face had remained untiuched by time for hundreds kf years, looked more like it had just been napping. The awe however was replaced with scared silence when the first eye opened, followed by her second.

The curse of the scarabs brought her to life. slowly shed walk out of the tomb, looking around at her new surroundings. Her heart was in someones hands. Her brain in anothers. Fury was in her eyes. her weappings came to life and lashed out. grabbing at those before her. An ancient language called to them as she grew infuriated. Her words translated briefly to ‘how dare you step into my tomb and steal my jewels! have I not been a kind queen!?” thats when the first went down. A sickening deep wet gulp started, and claimed every explorer, one by one. until the tomb was silent again. The gurgles of her new meals in how many uears weighed nicely on her, before shed continue out.

with this neal, and the complete devourment of the dig site, Maket-Aten returbed to the world, confused by its advancements. And a new need in her body.
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Because of her love of exotic being in her okd life. The enpress will often eat or take things of exotic or great quality to her eyes, resukting in some. interesting, encounters.

despite heing in quite possibky the quadruple digits kf age, she still believes fhay the people of the world know who she is. As such, she has one haughty and noble attittude of everyone around her.

In addition to her communion with scarabs and other beetles, she now possesses cursed wraps, which eagerly snag and bring meals closer, or allow those nearby to enjoy the fate she had been granted when she died.



After digesting the false pharoh RoyalCoils, Maket has regained her home. Her palace once again under her rule. she now requires proper servants for teaching and for assisting in her growing empire.

The Menagerie: a place where the age old pharoh collects what she so beloeves is worthy to be hers. ranging from wealth and money, to exotic and curvy beauties. until a home ks found for her, she will keep all of it in her gullet.

Maya_Brawler after waking her up rom her tomb, the fighter was quickly swallowed down and turned into a rather delightful looking figure, set up in an appropriate boxers stance.