"But... regardless, you can become a queen. Then you can usurp Chrysalis as ruler of the hive, dueling her either to the death or perhaps through some sort of sex marathon contest, proving you as the new big bug bitch in charge. Then, you would lead the hive into a new age of prosperity, likely by leading a vigorous new series of raids to kidnap from smaller pony settlements until you've taken total control of them, then lure the princesses to a festival that you would ambush them, using superior numbers to hold them down and replace them too, making Canterlot and the rest of Equestria easy pickings soon after. I have to say, you're a nefarious, cold hearted bitch, but I respect your style," you ranted, the depths of your nefarious, sinister nature spilling out in a way that made Chitin and Apocrita exchange glances.