Oof, guess who found all her old G3’s again and decided to get back to a bit of redesigning again? This bitch, that’s who.
 
So yeah, this is G3 Star Swirl; her backcard is as vague as the G3 backcards ever are (she likes flowers and friends, what a shocker), but, as per, I have many more ideas for her! The card was useful for grabbing her colours though; all the pictures of the toy hide the fact that she’s got white in her mane so I would have missed that without the image. I was also able to use the backcard art to get accurate colours for the lines and filler, so that was nice!
 
In my strange little head, as I was doodling this gal, I was thinking about her name, and how much she differs from Starswirl the Bearded in design. I know Starswirl isn’t based off this girl (if anything he’s based slightly more of the G2 Star Swirl because the colours line up more), but it did get me wondering if I could somehow bullshit him into being related to her.
 
Then I had a stupid idea and decided to run with it.
 
See, in the days where the tribes were divided, bloodlines, especially in the unicorn kingdom, started to overlap overmuch. It wasn’t quite as bad as medieval European royalty was, but there was a lot of focus on keeping bloodlines, and magiclines, ‘pure’. This… didn’t have a brilliant affect on the unicorns of the day, and their magic slowly began to suffer as a result, but not in any hugely noticeable way. It’s why unicorns couldn’t do things like grow food naturally themselves and why they couldn’t help fight off the monsters that were running rampant through the lands. What the unicorns needed was new blood in their ranks; outside ponies to come in and spice up the gene-pool a little bit to get them back on track, though this wasn’t known at the time as genetics and such wasn’t known about.
 
Despite the feuding of the tribes, though, not all the members of each and every race were completely hostile to one another. There were ambassadors of sorts from each tribe, whose job it was to communicate with the other tribes outside of major problems; the likes of Princess Platinum, Chancellor Puddinghead, and Commander Hurricane were only called upon to discuss serious matters, and usually didn’t associate with other races. Naturally, these ponies had to be quite nice and easygoing, but not total pushovers, because if you yell at the guy giving you food he’s just gonna kick it down a cliff instead of giving it to you, but if you’re too nice then you won’t end up getting your fair share.
 
This is how Star Swirl met a nice, easygoing unicorn stallion by the name of Sunspot (the unicorns were trying to invoke the ancient arts of Naming Magic and Cutie Mark Magic to produce a unicorn who’d be able to lift the sun alone). The two hit it off and developed a loose sort of friendship that wanted to become something more about couldn’t. Nevertheless, they still somehow found the time to bang, and Star Swirl found herself knocked up. Around this time, Sunspot was reassigned from goods-exchange to the Sun Raisers, so they had to stop seeing one another.
 
Star Swirl hid her pregnancy from those around her and gave birth in secret with only her mother to help her. She hoped for a pegasus, so she could keep the child with few questions and find a nice pegasus stallion to marry her and pretend to be the father. Unfortunately, though, her child was a unicorn, so she named him after herself (Starswirl) and dropped him off on his father’s doorstep.
 
Sunspot was very surprised to find himself a father, and wondered who the mother could be, until he saw the foal’s name. He took Starswirl in and raised him as well as he could and found, to his great surprise, that Starswirl was an amazingly powerful magician, especially when compared to the other unicorns around him that were suffering from a rather uniform magic-pool. This caused him to push Starswirl to do greater and greater things, and Starswirl rose to the occasion wonderfully. Because of the fresh magic in his veins, Starswirl became the defender of the realm, and an inventor of many kinds of spells.
 
Star Swirl watched all this from afar, very proud of the son she gave up, but also went about living her own life; see Star Swirl’s job was arranging the night sky’s clouds in just such a way that they perfectly framed and highlighted the constellations. Every night, she would draw attention to different constellations, telling a story with her clouds and the stars. Ponies from anywhere could look up and learn legends of the past, or tell the stories to their loved ones. Many thought that this was just an amazing coincidence, that the clouds would align in such a way, but the pegasi knew that it was all Star Swirl.
 
Our gal here also created new constellations sometimes, by using small wisps of cloud to connect otherwise-loose stars together. Those that saw these from the ground would then map them in their charts and name them, and Star Swirl would use her clouds to tell the story of the new constellation.
 
She kept on doing this until she could physically no longer fly up to do it, and even then she gave out detailed instructions to others. For a time after her death, her family continued to do this in her honour, but the tradition died out eventually. Maybe, one day, some other like-minded pegasus will come back and finish the job…
 
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Anyway so yeah I should probably stop thinking about this stuff quite so much, hope you all like it!
 
Also, this is totally how I’m redesigning G3’s from now on so look out for more of that crap