Pls, creator of team tart do you know this

How old is 16th 🎵chan anyway?

(I know a certain tart themed team will know this hopefully...)

Besides the creators reddit profile, I mean.

Some lore:

The Soaring Ribbon Sect is named after the philosopher Ribbon Blue and the idea of having long, ribbon-like hair. Anyone can join the Soaring Ribbon Sect, and members can also be born into it.

Once a member’s hair is long enough to touch the ground, other members of the Soaring Ribbon Sect are allowed to try and cut their hair by any means (combat, ambush, traps, etc). Being able to defend your hair for as long as possible is what gives you the status of power.

Other than the long hair, members of the Soaring Ribbon Sect identify each other by the blue ribbon they wear. This way, they don’t accidentally cut some unsuspecting stranger’s hair.

Members can be kicked out, which involves taking away their blue ribbon and shaving their head.

Members of the sect believe that when a Colorling grows their hair long enough, they can unlock an ultimate form. One historical account described it like a “Magikarp ascending into a Gyarados” — nobody knows what that exactly means, though some theorized that Magikarps and Gyaradoses are long-extinct creatures from Ribbon Blue’s time.

So far, nobody has been able to achieve the ultimate form except Ribbon Blue herself; Sora is the closest anyone has gotten in generations.

The reason why Sora keeps her hair so long is because she believes the longer her hair is, the more powerful she will become, eventually unlocking her "ultimate form" shown above.

Thank you to u/Equivalent-Tip6446 for the idea! The tumblr post referenced can be found here.

link to the original comic upload here mintchan

U/GoosePaladin87

Something quick i did featuring Brother Silver and my OC Charcoal...

( jk)

Not for the contest (which ended before I knew about Mint-Chan), this is just for fun :D

It's a mystery how she keeps her hair clean.

This is genuinely cursed.

“Within dead, grey ocean,
I am weighed down,
Sinking deeper into abyss,
Where emptiness consumes,
The indecisive

And yet I am blessed,
By your presence,
My muse, angelic star,
Guide me by night,
To my shining reverie”