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I have moved all of my Titan muses! Godzilla, Ghidorah, Mothra, Rodan, and Kong will all be over at thefirstgods from now on, with some newcomers as well, for conveniences sake! I’ll be keeping all of their old blogs in case I ever want to return to having them as solo muse blogs again, but for now that’s where you can find my Titans!

#&; psa

godchased

kongofskulls:

how or why, he is not sure, but the little ones have returned to his island once more- each time, it ends in disaster, so he is confused as to why they decide again and again to come here and wet the dirt with their blood among the other denizens of the kingdom, but what mettle he has over them is little until they are already here, so he simply submits to their presence now and again and keeps his distance most of the time.

this time, however, he senses their coming and, with nothing more to do (his King’s duties few and far between as the skull-crawlers slumber below the island, their skull-king, skull-devil, killed) he goes to them, lumbering across the island at a slow lope until they have come into his sight- he comes in peace for the moment, unless they choose to begin setting off those thunder-fires that some of the small ones did ages ago.

they are so similar to him and yet so different- it makes him keenly curious, and he plants a hand against a rock ledge and kneels, pressing his wide knees into the ground where clearings make room for him, and watches, brown eyes focused.

The air is still at their outpost. Simple tents are erected around armored vehicles, militiamen checking their weapons and the other researchers taking quick notes and running the usual tests. This isn’t the first expedition to Skull Island, and it won’t be the last. After the disastrous 70′s expedition, Monarch set up new regulations for these sorts of field trips. The soldiers were properly briefed and trained, but they were an internal security detail. They’re here to protect the scientists and nothing more.

Their mission is entirely scientific. There won’t be any grand fights here, except those by the local fauna.

Heading the trip is Doctor Graham. As the party sets of the living arrangements, she’s gone scouting. It’s still surreal, seeing the island she wrote her unofficial thesis on. Lewis Carrol couldn’t even concoct a world this strange and surreal, and as Alice wanders through wonderland the sounds of footsteps approaching stops her in her tracks. Kong. Frozen in a mix of fear and awe, she dares not move as he approaches. He’s observing, as is she. Perhaps she’s a fool, if there was any doubt, but she moves into the clearing. A camera in hand, she snaps a few shots, each second inching ever closer to the titan.

kongofskulls

at first, he doesn’t notice the little one that emerges from the wood at his feet, so small with one of their odd clicking devices in her hands, but, then, as he looms there, brown eyes focused on the team that has landed in his Kingdom, ensuring that they are equal parts safe from the other denizens as well as the denizens safe from them in turn, he begins to hear it- the sharp, piercing sound of snapping, perhaps automated now instead of needed, because he’s noticed their mechanical creations are evolving each time they come here, reaches his ears, and he roves his head slowly back and forth for the stray human before finally looking down.

and there she is, coming closer and closer by the moment, with the assumed device making the noise he has come to remember well over and over again, probably taking the tiny, frozen, flat images of him that he has come to remember seeing them carry away from their earliest times here, reminding him of the statues that the small ones that never leave build, and of the paintings that they make along the logs and the rocks of the woods and the cliffs.

he kneels slowly, great knees popping as he does, the sound ringing off of the surrounding foothills of the mountain range that middles his island, and the King looks upon her with interest, slowly cocking his head as he buries one hand among the trees and peers- she is certainly confident, because he remembers most of the small ones running and giving their piercing cries when they grew this near to him, besides the small sunspot and the kind one from long, long ago, when he was much, much younger.

#&; flat images (thread)#&v; what's a (god) to a (king)#godchased

how or why, he is not sure, but the little ones have returned to his island once more- each time, it ends in disaster, so he is confused as to why they decide again and again to come here and wet the dirt with their blood among the other denizens of the kingdom, but what mettle he has over them is little until they are already here, so he simply submits to their presence now and again and keeps his distance most of the time.

this time, however, he senses their coming and, with nothing more to do (his King’s duties few and far between as the skull-crawlers slumber below the island, their skull-king, skull-devil, killed) he goes to them, lumbering across the island at a slow lope until they have come into his sight- he comes in peace for the moment, unless they choose to begin setting off those thunder-fires that some of the small ones did ages ago.

they are so similar to him and yet so different- it makes him keenly curious, and he plants a hand against a rock ledge and kneels, pressing his wide knees into the ground where clearings make room for him, and watches, brown eyes focused.

#godchased #&v; an unknown land (unknown verse)#&; encroach if you dare (closed)#((graham and kong will certainly get along better than graham and ghidorah!))

jaguna

What’s a KING to a GOD?

#&; the lizard gods last son (godzilla)#&; a pretty good king (self)#&v; what's a (god) to a (king)

((um so I might be coming back to this blog after all this time?? so if anyone’s interested in a starter maybe like this and I’ll write one up real quick when I’ve got a chance to??))

#&; leave a trail for him to follow (starter call)#((they'll probably vary in length and we'll see when I get them posted but ill do my best))

kaijusaurus

Kong: Skull Island (2017)

#&; a pretty good king (self)#&; the big one (ramarak)#&; gentle peaceful picture (mason weaver)#&; fur and blood covering skin knitted with scars; a fighter towering before the burning sun (aesthetics)

kaijusaurus

Kong vs. Ramarak, the Skull Devil, in Kong: Skull Island (2017).

#&; a pretty good king (self)#&; the big one (ramarak)

quinnedleson

Writing a historical novel means knowing how far they can travel on a horse, This is good info right here.

(via Pinterest)

#((So kong could travel about 430 miles per day on foot then if we multiply his height relative to humans against humans travel time))#((interesting))#((for reference!!))#&; like a really big gorilla (reference)#&; a longer memory than one might think; vengeance brings him focus (save)

((me coming back to this blog to look at it after like a year and a half or something of (unannounced) hiatus???? more likely than you think!!!!))

#&; outsiders (ooc)#((I might be coming back here soon right now I'm hanging out on some new kaiju blogs I made cause of the new trailer))

kongofskulls

"Excuse me, sir or madame. Are you satisfied with your long distance provider?" He asked the ape as he read from his index card of sales notes.

the king looks, confused, at the exceptionally loud but small being, trying to figure out what exactly it is trying to say to him- then, he loses interest and lopes away, instead, quite sure that, whatever is being said, it has little to actually do with his mantle as the ruler of the island.

theamazingchickenman

“W-wait! I haven’t even gotten to my PowerPoint presentation! …Rats.” he kicked at a rock. There was no way he was gonna get customers out here.

Way to think on your feet, Chicken Man. HAD to pick the nost remote spot on the planet to sell long distance. The temp agency was gonna so cheesed off.

Well, as long as he was here and his plane was crashed, he thought he may as well get some coconuts or something. Maybe the big gorilla he saw knew where there was a Best Western around here…

kongofskulls

the king does his best to ignore the strange one, but finds himself returning a few moments later anyhow, mostly because he was so deeply confused, having never heard the majority of the series of sounds it was making- he’s got a tree in his hand, tearing away massive branches and munching on the flavorful leaves, as he does, scanning the ground where the tiny one was when he left.

has it- he, the ape thinks- disappeared, or is he just so small that the king is missing him completely?

theamazingchickenman

“And I never had that recipe agaaaaaain! Oh, nooooooo!” He sang to himself as he scrambled up a tree to grab some coconuts.

Pretty thick jungle, but he managed to dodge most of the vegetation in his way.

It was tempting to try swinging from the vines, but given the chance he might accidentally grab a python like in the movies, he abstained.

Suddenly, he felt the earth fall away as his tree was lifted into the air by a massive, hairy hand.

“WAUGH!” he scurried onto the hungry ape’s head to avoid being eaten.

“Careful there! I’m not as tasty as I look! Believe me, I’ve tried…”

kongofskulls

the king blinks and reaches up, pawing at his head, trying to figure out where the little one is, since he’s hearing his voice- when he feels the being setting there among the fur atop his scalp, he pauses and gentles in his motions, but does certainly prod at him, still deeply confused as to why the individual looks like a bird but acts more like a little one, not to mention all the strange sounds he used earlier.

he hoots quietly and kneels down, pressing his knuckles into the dirt and tilting forward towards a clear bluff where he’s fairly sure the tiny one will be able to stand safely while the great ape figures out what’s going on- if he can figure it out.

#theamazingchickenman #&; long distance service (thread)#&v; the lonely king

hyal0id

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Florence + the Machine – Cosmic Love (Acoustic Version) I can’t even express how much I adore this.

#&; little sun spot (ann)#((kong loves ann this much tbh))

givemeameme-blog

Reblog if you are willing to write in-depth, significant, and valued FRIENDSHIPS.

There is so much focus on romantic/sexual relationships lately. Friendships are incredibly important for characters too, and deserve as much love and attention as romantic/sexual relationships.

#&; public service announcement- giant monster incoming #((For sure!))