[jinkori]

heya everyone!! <3
i'm one of the new guest artists here, and i'm super hyped to be able to
sharpen my skills while making kool kals for you guys!!

for my first adopt, i combined a bunch of my favorite elements... namely my obsession with slapping sword and star motifs
on literally everything LOL so i'm pretty happy with this fella!! ^o^

trait list:
[S] shine, hair
[C] fur, tail
[UC] pupils, ears

to enter for this kalon, please tell me what song lyrics they connect to or resonate with the most.

you may pull up to 10 lines from an existing song (or even write your own, if you'd really like to!!) and use up to 750 words OR 1 art piece to explain their significance to this kalon. do these lyrics tell their story? or do they remind them of someone?

no extras, but you are free to pretty up and interpret the prompt as you wish!!
though of course, all content must follow CS rules, and please also link the song you use!!


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[b]username + ID:[/b]
[b]name:[/b]
[b]lyrics:[/b] [up to 10 lines]
[b]prompt:[/b] [750 words OR 1 art piece]


this comp will end on march 15th (03/15) at 11:59 PM, eastern standard time.

[justamindset]

username + ID: justamindset 695530
name:
lyrics: [up to 10 lines]
prompt: [750 words OR 1 art piece]

Slamming a maaaaaaaaark

[boogiebug]

✦ username + ID ✦ boogiebug#1118796
✦ name ✦ Sin
✦ lyrics ✦

“ Feel the worms eating holes through my mind
Like regrets that’ll kill me in time
Walking backwards is always a guess
Distant faces burn holes in my chest
Shadows floating
They’re out in the hall
They still haunt you long after you’re gone ”
The Dead Come Talking - Roe Kapara

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“ one step forward, two steps back. ”

many times did Sin lose friends on the battlefield.
it happened often; but he didn’t have a choice, he was born a warrior and would die a warrior.
unfortunately for him, being born a demigod makes it really hard to pass away with honour.
instead of getting to leave the living world behind along with his friends,
he had spent year after year losing groups of comrades around him.
constantly failing to protect the weaker, never there to stop the tragedy.
always a step too late.
all these god-forsaken genes gave him was eternal life, something he certainly didn't want,
nor care for.
all it lead too was heartbreak and misery.
loss and devastation.

every time Sin felt like he was taking a step forward, toward happiness, towards feeling content,
the eternal life he was cursed with would slam another nail in the coffin.
he could no longer make friends, and he could no longer remember his fallen comrades faces.
they were long gone.
it felt like worms eating away at his mind, regrets that wouldn't leave his heart.
they all felt so distant, and they were.
over decades at a time he lost hundreds of friends, dozens of partners.

it felt overbearing, like their shadows loomed over his soul.
Sin felt haunted, like thorns were sewn throughout his body, caging him where he stood.

" one step forward, five steps back. "

a daunting mission of moving forward when you no longer feel like you're able too.

" one step forward, twenty steps back. "

keep pushing forward, you have too; you have no choice.

"one step forward, fifty steps back. "

he could feel hundreds of faceless voices ringing in his head.
the dead come talking, can't put them to rest.
why wasn't he faster?
why wasn't he stronger?
why couldn't he protect them.

" one step forward, one hundred steps back. "

his heart ached, his head felt gnawed to it's final threads.
why wouldn't they leave him alone.

they were nothing but distant faces, distant memories to him.
nothing but faceless regrets, nothing but dead people talking.


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[CO1LD]

username + ID: CO1LD, 699164
name: Regalia
lyrics: Hurricane - Thirty Seconds to Mars
{!}Tell me would you kill... to save a life?
{!}Tell me would you kill... to prove you're right?
{~}Crash, crash, burn let it all burn
{~}This hurricane's chasing us all underground

{+}No matter how many deaths that I die, I will never forget
{+}No matter how many lives I live, I will never regret
{_}There's a fire inside this heart and a riot about to explode into flames
{_}Where is your God? Where is your God? Where is your God?

xxxxxxx{%}"Do you really want me dead?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx{%}Or alive to torture for my sins?"

{!} ᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/401. - 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜.
It is an honor and considered the ultimate purpose to serve your people, your world, your way of life. Thousands of souls beating into one never made anyone feel so alive. There is strength in that pride. The pride overshadowing the sweet ignorant bliss- praised tenfold.
{~} ᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/414. - 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚢.. 𝚢𝚎𝚜... 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚜.
Those freaks laid the world into chaos. They destroyed cities and we returned with rain. It is never enough but we do it. Over and over. The cost, the many who fall under the crossfire, is always considered and quickly understood as there is a price for the sake of all. Yet even with the glorious salvation at our fingertips and effort conquering the invaders there is still fear amongst the masses.. I wonder why they fear the aliens so much when we are the ones who are destroying them.
{+} ᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/589. - 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗?
I remember the first time I reawoke. I was scared then happy as it felt like a reward for being the best soldier. Then it happened again. It felt like an even greater second chance. Then it happened again.. Again.. Again.. Questions, ones that felt wrong began to surface.. What did they do to me?
xxxx᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/595. - 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.
The day ins and outs became routine. Norm. It becomes too late to return to how things were once you do something. You regret the things you didn't do more than the things you did.. But its all numb when you have a purpose.
{_} ᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/636. - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜.
They stressed the program that was bringing me back. Too much so where I had to go into evaluation for the flaw. The only way to fix me was to get answers for those questions.
xxxx᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/645. - 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚏 𝙸'𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍.
I've been relieved of the confusion and now deal with the unchanging future. I feel.. betrayed. But was I ever if I still believe in the false hope?
{%} ᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/᥊ׁׅ᥊ׁׅ/672. - 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝙸 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛.
It felt like progress- progress that I wasn't in charge of knowing. My only responsibility was the orders given. The conflict however.. was the question of, when would I be given satisfaction for my deeds? When would this end? ...Was there ever a plan to end this? ..Can I end something when its all I know? ...If given the chance, would I?

[PleaserOfCrowds]

username + ID: PleaserOfCrowds 756851
name: Edelgard
lyrics: Icicles - The Scary Jokes
“ But as for me
I can only be forgiven if I'm giving myself up to you
On a silver serving tray
Must I bare myself to the stabbing of your knife and gnashing teeth
While our lovely company appears so entertained?
Ah, yes, good etiquette demands
I remain soft and accessible in the face of my own ending
So I will try to be discreet
Through my full-blown implosion, I'll stay golden and retreat
Into my sweetest fantasy “

prompt: [750 words OR 1 art piece] Wip :0

[Discontinued]

username + ID:
name:
lyrics: [up to 10 lines]
prompt: [750 words OR 1 art piece]

marking so fast omgg

[aventurine.]

username + ID:

aventurine. + 674152

name:

mori

lyrics:

shrike -- hozier

"i couldn't utter my love when it counted
ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now
i couldn't whisper when you needed it shouted
ah, but I'm singing like a bird 'bout it now

the words hung above, but never would form
like a cry at the final breath that is drawn
remember me, love, when i'm reborn
as the shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn

and i'd no idea on what ground I was founded
all of that goodness is goin' with you now."

prompt:

mori didn't deserve this sweet summer's eve. he deserved much, much less than what he was receiving now. he was vile, and he didn't deserve the send-off the gods were giving him now. but... if it was proffered to him, it would be remiss of him not to take it.

the sounds of the night were serene, gentle even, as he lay in the dew-covered grass and stared at the starry sky as darkness danced at the edges of his vision. his hands were folded around the blade of the knife that had been plunged deep into his chest. it was a shame that it was the last time he'd ever hear and see them again. in his final moments, mori thought that he'd be angry, sad, desperate... but in the moment he felt nothing but serenity. serenity and acceptance at his fate. he let his eyes close.

in that brief moment his eyes were closed, a memory flashed to the forefront. he and his lady, hand in hand in the flower field they had called their own. she was happy, oh so happy, her loud signature laugh ringing out and her jaws wide open as she did so. the two had been so in love, so sure of their future together, until he had ruined it all. what a despicable man he was, to leave her as he did. he had been everything to her, she had sung it to him countless times, and he left her without even batting an eye or singing the same praises to fulfill his own selfish wants and desires. mori had left her a husk of the woman she was when they had met, and for that he would pay.

his eyes opened again, this time the darkness that once laced the very edges of his vision now ebbed and flowed further into it. mori’s eyes closed once more, watching what he deemed was the gods showing him the error of his ways.

another memory pulled from his consciousness, of him receiving the news. cities and miles away, she had still managed to send him her last letter. "if this letter has been delivered to you, i am gone with words saved for you and you alonel. we promised: i am yours and you are mine, until the day we die. o, how you lied to me! every honeyed lie from your lips was but another nail unto my coffin, each driven by you and you alone! you WILL pay for this, and i will be the one who reaps what you have sown, mark my words. i pray this letter finds you at your lowest, just as you left me, you vile wicked man." just like that, his lady was gone. lost to death’s amber embrace, and there was no one but him to blame for it.

eyes opened once more, mori wasn’t sure how much time he had left. the stars were gone, replaced with inky blackness as the frogs and crickets around him sang through a dense fog in his ears. his body was heavy and the cold had begun seeping in. it would be a mercy to fall asleep now. what was a little nap to the eternity he was going to slip into? one last nap… his eyes closed for the final time.

the images that greeted him upon his eyes closing them this final time were not those of his memories. instead he had been placed in a dark, never ending expanse with none other than his lady, his sylona. mori’s heart leapt into his throat, but the chill of anxiety rushed through him as she approached him. Her hands closed around the hilt of the blade plunged deep into his chest, twisting it and leaving it as such as mori cried out. something in the very depths of his being had been changed… there wasn’t any escaping this void was there?

“didst thou not heed mine letter, fairest mori? doth thou not recall mine words? i, the divinity of death, hath placed mine claim upon thy soul, and i hath come to collect… though i doth believe that death wouldst be too kind a fate to bring upon thou, a wicked, vile man from the start…” her fingers danced upon the hilt of the blade in his chest then left it there, an echoing laugh leaving her as she withdrew and vanished, leaving only her cruel words behind.

“nay, wander as i did, o knight of death.”

[sobble]

foaming at the mouth

[Aeryn]

mark!!

[uunicorn]

username + ID:
name:
lyrics: [up to 10 lines]
prompt: [750 words OR 1 art piece]

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