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Forwarded from MONSTAESAN: Meant to be a Monsta.
We are not folklore. We are the wound that never closed. Not myth nor legend; just marrow made real, sinew shaped by time and rot.
It does not gather it spreads. Breath tastes like iron, words drag behind us like chains, tearing quiet holes through flesh, and the earth stirs again; concrete splits, sigils flare uneven and burning.
This is not merely a call for admirers to marvel at. We are calling for aberrations fractured minds, splintered souls. Kin who smile at static, move with the low hum of rot, who feel most alive when things start coming apart.
Send your format to @Monstaesanbot.
If you are here, you already know. You are late. The threshold aches. The nest stirs. The maw's already open.
Enter. Assimilate. Become Monstaesan.
It does not gather it spreads. Breath tastes like iron, words drag behind us like chains, tearing quiet holes through flesh, and the earth stirs again; concrete splits, sigils flare uneven and burning.
This is not merely a call for admirers to marvel at. We are calling for aberrations fractured minds, splintered souls. Kin who smile at static, move with the low hum of rot, who feel most alive when things start coming apart.
I'm (name & username). I want to become part of @Monstaesan, and I'm ready to go through the entire selection process. Thank you for your consideration.Send your format to @Monstaesanbot.
If you are here, you already know. You are late. The threshold aches. The nest stirs. The maw's already open.
Enter. Assimilate. Become Monstaesan.
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Forwarded from CORTIS #17PhaseOfSeonghyeon
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤCHILD MERRIMENTED BY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤHARMONYㅤ/ㅤGRACED
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTRIBUTE TO SONANCY
“sonance left in keys candence after measure...”
Virtuosity stoops to grace, and he appears conducted some inwards diapason pitched by heaven's own reckoning. The miss of ivory yields willingly—in his hands. / SONANCE.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤKim Juhoon,
𝄞𓍢ִ໋sustained beyond the final chord.
ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤCHILD MERRIMENTED BY
ㅤㅤㅤㅤHARMONYㅤ/ㅤGRACED
ㅤㅤㅤㅤTRIBUTE TO SONANCY
“sonance left in keys candence after measure...”
Virtuosity stoops to grace, and he appears conducted some inwards diapason pitched by heaven's own reckoning. The miss of ivory yields willingly—in his hands. / SONANCE.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤKim Juhoon,
(03/01) 🎹𝄞𓍢ִ໋sustained beyond the final chord.
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