#thegreydemon

[bltknight]

Can I just say not only is your art awesome, but the concepts you share through your blog really inspire me? xωx;;

Aw, thank you…!

Glad I can help inspire, hehe…~

[elcrystalspectrum]

Gotta say, some (if not all) of the elsword jokes around here are hilarious. -Garran

yeah the eltag has a pretty good sense of humor when it doesn’t rely on dehumanizing others

[regular-monsters]

(Theme song) hmm.... Be Okay by Bo En?

Send me a theme song for my character.thegreydemon

bo en (with Avec Avec) - be okay

[[I don’t know what I’m listening to but I really like it xDThis definitely has a Sloop-y feel to it :’D]]

[cispholoe-blog]

I am indeed a terrible person but the very fact you say I'm terrible for hating something talks for itself. You seem to hate men with a passion, and you draw to a quick conclusion that every single man is evil. I dont think I'm the only terrible one.

lol

[erratic-onslaught]

[[For if ya wanna continue this, here! It’s on my other RP blog since this troll’s a muse on here~]]

The variety if reason stirred a few subtle reactions from the giant: a hairless brow quirked with interest upon hearing the first, the second received a blink, the third the faintest hint if a chuckle, and - last but sadly not least - returning to a cold glare.

"Everyone I know holds grudges ." He replied boldly. His eyes narrowed as his words momentarily filled with venom. "Myself included." He paused a best to let his hint sink in, staring Garran dead in the eyes with narrowed orbs before continuing and adjusting the gargantuan club on his shoulder. "Yer first one did the trick." He sounded much calmer now, but still there was a but if a bite in his words, showing he still did not fully trust the demon. “Ya should’ve stopped at two like i said. Your little remark after that last one would’ve ruined your chances if I wasn’t in a decent mood.” His eyes narrowed a little again as he sneered. “And your lie was really pushin it.”

[erratic-onslaught]

thegreydemon​:

(Okie doke. Also adding some info from our last rp, supposing Trundle left him to die by chance) “And what lie do you suppose I spoke about? Surely you’ve found a corspe with my appearance? Anyhow, I did in fact die somewhere around here awhile back….damn troll abandoned me and left me to die…” he actually did look around. “If you really want me to test my theory look for a corspe sporting the same appearance as me. Should be somewhere within a, say, 1 mile radius.” He paused. “Technically I am mortal but I come back each time I die, ‘cause demons are not permitted into the afterlife while there is a living plane.”

A curt growl shot through bared teeth as he sharply hunched forward further, nearly shoving his teeth in the other's face. "Watch it." he hissed instantly after the other cursed the unknown troll; the giant didn't know who he spoke of, but nonetheless, even if he did leave him to die he didn't like exactly how the demon referred to the other.

Afterward he listened as the demon continued. While he still resented the other, what he was hearing was somewhat interesting. Perhaps there were more than one type of demon that he was used to. "That isn't what I'm talkin' about." he grunted irritably. "I'm talkin' about the blessed water trick. I've used it myself." His head tuned slightly to the side to show the two, thick scars that dragged down and over his right eye, a finger trailing down them to direct the demon's attention. "It stopped the one who did this. I watched 'im boil and scream myself, and then he was gone."

[chesschirebacon]

Heard you broke up with your boyfriend dude. Stay strong comrade!

Thanks bro! I will :)

[regular-monsters]

Umbrella icon. •<•

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Send ☂ for a weather headcanon.Sloop has always been one who favored the feeling of wind against his skin and through his hair. Earlier in his life he would often stand outside during windy days and even when the edge of a bad storm was near his home - hurricanes included. Years upon years later he still greatly enjoys such, but rarely does he get to experience it like he used to thanks to having to cover his entire body whenever outside.

There are times, however, perhaps once or twice a year if he is lucky, where the winds outside will creak his old home in the middle of the night when the world is asleep and grant him a moment of peace outside, alone, without his mask or gloves.

[thekao]

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