Burn Brighter

Some Things Were Meant to Burn

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neckseductionsurgery:

skull kid
yes singular
because despite what you purists say thEY ARE THE SAME SKULLKID
they’re cursed hylian children and they are immortal so sue me
anf look at the TP design his eyes and the markings on his face are a total reference to majora’s mask
and if you think about that, then how fucking sad is it that the poor thing is playing a bastardized version of saria’s song in TP
the song you taught it in OoT
it’s been waiting for Link to come back ever since he promised at the end of Majora’s Mask, but the link he meets in TP isn’t the same one :CCCCC
skull kid = most tragic zelda character who doesn’t get a real happy ending fight me

I flippin’ love Skull Kid, and you did such a nice rendition of him uvu

neckseductionsurgery:

skull kid

yes singular

because despite what you purists say thEY ARE THE SAME SKULLKID

they’re cursed hylian children and they are immortal so sue me

anf look at the TP design his eyes and the markings on his face are a total reference to majora’s mask

and if you think about that, then how fucking sad is it that the poor thing is playing a bastardized version of saria’s song in TP

the song you taught it in OoT

it’s been waiting for Link to come back ever since he promised at the end of Majora’s Mask, but the link he meets in TP isn’t the same one :CCCCC

skull kid = most tragic zelda character who doesn’t get a real happy ending fight me

I flippin’ love Skull Kid, and you did such a nice rendition of him uvu

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His siblings thought the madness was something new; a crack in his programming that defied repair, resisted any attempt to reboot to defaults, and in effect replaced their brother. But it wasn’t new, and he wasn’t gone.
They’d always been together; like twins in one body. The gentle and the mad, the soft and the rough. Tears and laughter. 
One was always stronger than the other. But deep inside, even if he couldn’t even feel himself anymore, there was still a quiet child, locked away, safe from harm, safe from the screaming, yelling, glitching, painful world. He had no desire to leave.
Let the laughter live.
—-
Well, I finally finished the line art for this, and Jack’s not too badly mutilated, so there it is.
Now, someone who can colour… go forth and colour it!
As always, The Becile bots, including The Jack, belong to NeckSeductionSurgery.

His siblings thought the madness was something new; a crack in his programming that defied repair, resisted any attempt to reboot to defaults, and in effect replaced their brother. But it wasn’t new, and he wasn’t gone.

They’d always been together; like twins in one body. The gentle and the mad, the soft and the rough. Tears and laughter.

One was always stronger than the other. But deep inside, even if he couldn’t even feel himself anymore, there was still a quiet child, locked away, safe from harm, safe from the screaming, yelling, glitching, painful world. He had no desire to leave.

Let the laughter live.

—-

Well, I finally finished the line art for this, and Jack’s not too badly mutilated, so there it is.

Now, someone who can colour… go forth and colour it!

As always, The Becile bots, including The Jack, belong to NeckSeductionSurgery.

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