Godzilla Resurgence - Blog Posts

shin godzilla, as well as being an allegory for the 2011 Japanese earthquake and subsequent nuclear reactor spill, is an allegory for nuclear survivors

1. appearance.

we can see that clearly with this image.

you know what this looks exactly like?

I would use a better image, but I'd rather not have this post deleted for content or something. js search up flash burns urself if u want more

flash burns.

shins entire body looks to be covered from head-to-toe in flash burns.

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2. forms.

shins numerous forms are representations of radiation poisoning's worsening effects over time. she grows from a small, killable tadpod in the sea to 'god incarnate'.

form 1: tadpod form, first signs of radiation poisoning. the aftershock

form 2: on land. large and tramples, horrifying yet incomplete. people are unaware yet know it's dangerous. no real response

form 3: standing. a bloody transformation, with hot red muscle prodding out and overheating quickly. a response, yet it's shut down

form 4: the end. evolved, larger than ever with sickly black, rocky skin that reminisces the first few forms with cracked skin showing sickly red innards. unstoppable at this point.

the further danger shins reaches, the further radiation takes ahold

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3. fear.

hibakusha (survivors of the hiroshima and nagasaki nuclear bombings) were highly discriminated against, with the Japanese populous not taking action for them, and even believing their radiation poisoning was hereditary or contagious.

this reflects on shin, being feared and shunned as a creature of death and destruction by all. global governments even wanting to join in the destruction of shin.

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4. death.

shin, in her death, was frozen by blood coagulant. left as a statue in Tokyo, unmoving, until its disintegration.

nuclear bombs can create aftershadows, the intense light and energy of the bomb is absorbed into objects and organisms, yet the shaded part where a person is, is shielded by them. creating the effect of a shadow, a reminder of before the bombing occurred.

shin is frozen, bombing victims are preserved. both are weathered over time.

that will be all.

If i die

Who will know?

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Darkness chants from above, heads of light come down upon me; bursting agony reigns in flesh- and I feel it.

A noose of survival hangs from sky, and so I follow.

"ROOAAR!"

boiling substance writhes beneath dorsals; waiting- watching them, and I feel sorry. So, so sorry.

My figure curves downward, thighs buckling as posture accommodates.

Ungodly light pulsates inward- it harnesses me. Energy swells along my spine.

Teeth clatter as one jaw splits into 2.

If i die

Phantom scorching rises up my throat as it travels, purple light turns to black-

In this world

I'm vomiting- gurgling up this substance that I dont know; I can't breathe, I can't move I can't I can't I can't-

Who will know

It billows out my mouth, vapor pouring from every tear it can possibly find.

Something of me

A hint of a spark claws at the back of my throat; the blackness flows more intensive now, covering everything below me. Good.

I am lost

I can't see?- Something just covered my eyes. Maybe it's the blackness?..no. It's too thick, even for that. Too..organic. too..moving.

No one knows

I hear a soft [click] in my jaw.

There's no trace

Unyielding heat escapes me, flesh rendered dead as pure pain guzzles out my jaw like air.

Of my yearning

Grey is replaced by yellow- then orange, then nothing. Gone, reduced to marks below.

If I die

Heat softens into a line-

But I must

Hallowed light beams from my already healed jaw.

In this world

My head tides upward, the sky is almost comfort in face of..me.

Carry on

The purple streak glides across black with my vision, before it hurdles the tiniest flash of orange.

Who will know

My neck wrings down once again, jaw closing in what feels like relief.

Nothing worse

A leg stomps into the ground, as the very tremor of my back turns to light- just like my mouth.

Something of me

Utter shame echoes from my hind, stray lines connecting with something up there.

Can befall

It stops. And maybe I think it's over. But it never is.

I am lost

My maw opens again- renewed vigor in it's cause. Why?

All my tears

The small ones structures tumble and collapse infront of me, cracks of orange appearing across them as my light crosses their path.

No one knows

My head lulls upward, and my light slides across the air.

All my fears

The small ones many structures go before me, even far out of my sight.

There's no trace

The strength of heat fills my vision once more, as all of their creations bleed orange. Because of me.

Tell my heart

My light is gone- replaced by the searing heat again. My throat aches, but not as bad as before.

Of my yearning

Destruction stops, as my mouth fills with air. Finality is what I could call this. Or maybe self-pity.

there's a hole

I walk from my own mistakes. Everything feels so..tiring now. So..so tiring..

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Finally finished this. I know this is poorly written, I know its way too long after I published the poll, and I know its dissapointingly short. Sorry, ig. Be excited for md x mg part..4 or something? forgot, anyway yeah be excited for that I suppose (idk don't get ur hopes that high up)

wanted to write cuz I saw this weird as fuck fic about shin goji so I needed to write smth better out of spite, fic is under cut, if ur here for my art only u can skip this post

Legendary Mechagodzilla

VS

Shin Godzilla

UFT: Unidentifiable titan

Supercharged protons disintegrated the side of mountain in which I clawed my way out of.

All systems operational.

Power at 100%.

Confirmed location: Hong Kong.

Large civilian life detected, maintain caution.

One titan detected.

Maintain civilian awareness while exterminating titan.

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It hurt. (But it always does..doesn't it?)

Organs twisting to meet themselves twice over, skin welding inwards and outwards at the same time- the same sufferingly fast pace.

Oh god, it hurts. Please make it stop.

I don't want to survive. Not like this.

Please...

Another step- this time my foot reaches through sleek metal, then softness. Maybe another crushed family.

Please..

I trudge onwards.

Red bursts out of a large mountain across the human structures from me, seemingly never ending- even clouds part for it.

Have humans really begun using new forms of constructs that can do..this?

Nevertheless.

I must live.

I don't want to..

More red appears through the smoke, 2 glowing lights- then silver, a large metal thing has come out. Boring resemblance to..

This must be humans work, then. To make something..

Something like ME.

It will not kill me. I won't allow it.

I can't allow it.

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It seems it's noticed my presence.

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Unidentified titan.

Directive: Exterminate.

Hydraulics push forward, propulsion occurring within boosters posthaste. Optics have already deconstructed the UFT, extermination should be imminent.

Visible weaknesses:

• Weak upper body.

• Small eyes, possibly primitive peripheral vision.

• Cracked skin.

• unprotected head, focusing on jaw.

Advised battle strategy: Monopolise on UFT's flawed nature; dominate in CQC.

Extermination of the UFT would be imminent.

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The same damn explosives as humans come from rising boxes on the metallic fakes shoulders, supersized.

I brace for impact as the familiar orange pain rockets towards my ches-

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Missiles successfully hit weaknesses on the UFT. A gurgle-imitation of a roar emits, possibly pain induced.

• UFT can possibly feel pain.

• Vision neutralised.

• Mouth neutralised.

Transient strategy: Advance upon and attack while the target is wounded.

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It hurts so much- so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so s-

What just happened.

Why can't I see. Or move my mouth?

Where's the pain in my chest?

I feel bile and blood slop out my jaw in nigh-chunks. The numerous tears and scorch marks don't help.

A vile imitation of a roar makes it's way from the mechanical abomination in front, it's coming towards me now.

..no.

I won't die like this.

Blackness replaces bile.

Heat replaces blood.

I will live.

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The UFT began emitting pyroclastic flow from it's throat, an instantaneous scan of the substances molecular make-up confirmed that.

March onwards, heat could not and will not affect me. Not to any capacity.

Earlier data cross-referencing dictated a similarity to Gojira, atleast appearance wise. These scans have proven that similarity correct, even more so due to the nature of it's abilities.

Additional transient strategy: Disable throat entirely in case of possible atomic breath.

I continue forward. Drones deployed from beside my upper dorsal plates, opening fire on the UFT instantaneously.

The titan's throat was torn in too many places for respiration to occur, energy levels should decrease dramatically over a short time period.

1.3 seconds after impact occurred, the UFT recoiled and ceased production of all visible pyroclastic flow.

Additional transient strategy: Begin CQC while target cannot breathe ASAP.

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Pain is scorching down my neck in droves, I can't feel air-

My defense has ceased. The blackness pours back down my muscles in desperation.

What I see from spots of my vision I've regained is glowering re-

CRACK

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The UFT's jaw is torn from the head, landing on an empty road. Boiling blood spews from the wound onto my left hand, swirling saws vaporising any flesh they contact as i dig deeper into the UFT's upper mouth. I should reach the brain within 2.4 seconds.

UFT's blood is dangerously hot, block blood leakage ASAP to protect civilian life and reduce collateral damage.

Additional transient strategy: Pierce brain to kill.

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I can feel my jaw dissapearing- and then the sensation of my mouth being cut up like cattle.

Kill me..

NO.

I refuse. I MUST refuse. My tail- I need my tail.

Purple swirls through my muscles and slides it's way down the shaft. The tip of my tail heats up, searing fles- ignore the pain.

No- sto-

A beam fires from it, I need to hit that thing.

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Detection of atomic breath-like energy flow within tail. Prevent usage immediately.

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Finally, I can protect mys-

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SCREE-

My tail scarfs into the UFT's, paralysation incurs.

Atomic energy flow prevented.

Extermination of the UFT would be imminent.

I would make sure of it.

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Desperation.

Fear anger courses through me.

This wasn't how it was supposed to go.

I don't feel my tail.

I can't move my tail.

Why?

Why is nothing working?

I-

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Remains of the UFT's brain matter dissipate on contact with me.

Titan demonstrated high-speed regeneration of it's eyes.

Highly suggested transient strategy: Remove all regenerative capability immediately.

Protons supercharge and begin movement within, centrifugal force is intensified along my maw as energy swells up. Electrical currents divert and dorsal plates generate pathways upwards-

Supercharged protons fire from within my mouth- forming a beam towards the UFT.

Impact.

Subsequent heterolytic cleavage occurs.

Ionisation wreathes pairs and induces sub-atomic chaos within the UFT's cells.

Disintegration is imminent.

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Titan exterminated.