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malapropism ([personal profile] malapropism) wrote2012-10-06 05:00 pm

You Spit Out the Sky: A Mengli FST


An FST for Huang Mengli, with a surplus of angst. PB is Hu Ge, because today is not my day drawing-wise.

Isana, I am so sorry and I hope you like it.

feelgood by numbers | the go! team
(bb!Mengli: fun, cheerful, and carefree.)

Instrumental
a very precious time | gil scott-heron
Was there the faintest breeze
and did she have a ponytail?
And could she make you feel ten feet tall
walking down the grassy trail?
Was it your first love, a very precious time?
the nursery | clint mansell
Instrumental
country carnage | danny elfman
(or, the raid on Feiyu.)

Instrumental
end of the world | ben zeitlin, dan romer
(If it isn't everything you've ever known changing forever, what is it?)

Instrumental
to build a home | the cinematic orchestra
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me.
'Cause I built a home for you, for me
until it disappeared from me, from you
and now it's time to leave and turn to dust.
stars are stars | echo and the bunnymen
The sky seems full
when you're in the cradle;
the rain will fall and wash away your dreams.
Stars are stars and they shine so hard.
Now you spit out the sky because it's empty and hollow.
both sides now | joni mitchell
(Put this on here for exactly two verses out of the four. Like a boss.)


But now old friends are acting strange
they shake their heads, they say I've changed.

pay the iron price | ramin djawadi
(Mengli makes the choice to seek revenge.)

Instrumental
enemy | chris cornell

Every time I take another breath, I feel the sting.
Everyone around me seems so numb, I feel everything.
No prize, nothing I pay will make it all right.
Nothing I see will make it lose sight.
Nothing I take will make me sleep at night.
siblings of destiny | shigeru umebayashi
(Yuyan and Mengli don't want to fight, but peace isn't in the cards for them.)

Instrumental
cold as it gets | patty griffin
To the end of the earth, I'll search for your face,
for the one who laid all of our beauty to waste,
threw our hope into hell, and our children to the fire.
I am the one who crawled through the wire.
... I know a cold as cold as it gets,
I fight a war I may never see won.
I live only to see you live to regret
everything that you've done.
i need a defense | alexandre desplat
(She was trouble. Which was good, because that was precisely what he was looking for.)


(Or, a little Mengli+Lady Yeh 'clandestinely fucking shit up' music.)


Instrumental

painful memories | normand corbeil

(Headcanon: Mengli's wife and daughter are always there, just below the breastbone; like a good whetstone, they keep him sharp when it's difficult to be merciless.)


Instrumental

time is running out | murray gold
(Even if he survives the rebellion, he won't survive the disease. But he has last days to live out and a war to win.)

Instrumental
the final shore ~ ah, to meet again | yoko kanno
(Mengli's last fight, with the prince captive and the end in sight.)


Instrumental

the drowning plains | mychael and jeff danna
Instrumental

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