I don't care I am like, two days late with this 14th of February stuff.

I haven't drawn Demo for couple years and just wanted to remember the times

blog is still dead, but i just wanted to upload some of things I've been drawing in this pause.

I’m not even tagging raocow anymore. There is NOTHING Demo related. Except, kinda there is... Like Magnum is barely related to asmbxt universe, also other guy does have much more relation, but he is younger here.

Also, O’ (first picture) is a talkhaus’ discord mini-mem, everyone have different version of O’ in their minds.

Hey mod. Those last few asks were from me... So you know what that means...

what that means? “Close the blog”? “Nobody is interested”? “Potatoes are good for your health”?(i’m sorry)

[[Just a picture for today]]

“I object this Idea! How’s in the world game about law enforcement and judgment system can be even remotely fun?! Only ‘Ace’ I’ll accept should have space ship pilot somewhere along the lines!“

"That sounds like some terrible weapon from times of Ghast conflict. I couldn’t find anything about such thing, though. For some reason it does sounds familiar.”

[[Sorry for style change. Most likely we stuck with this one for a while]]

Ḟ̵̖̮̤͍͍̜ͫ̾͗́ṟͥ͐̒̋̉̾ͨ͜o̲͈͔̟̥͕͑ͣ͛͛́ͧ͜m̨̹̼̼ ̳̎ͩs̲̭͓̦̱͔͊ü̼̳̹̠̦ͣf̗̬͕́̐ͧ̔ͩ̄͋ͅf̖͕̫̞̣̝̾͋͋̈́̏̋͠e̘̻͎̩͕̞͕̔̽r͚̳̀͒͆͌͛̏͠î̠̯̪̗͇̞̺̈́ͤͪͩñ̡̅̋ͥ̋g̈̑̏͟ ͉̲̙ͦ͊̇ͅcͮ̉ͯ͋͜ö̏ͣ́m̬̼͖͑̂́e͇̮͚̪̲͓̚s̷̳͉̙͖̻̦ ̴͙̠w̜ͤ͌͟i͗̌͑́l̃͑́l̲̯͎͙̼̼ͬ͂͑̐͆ͣ͛͟,̜̗̗̫̑͛̓́̚ ̎̑ͧ̃ͫͥ̑҉͔̝f͍̞̜̞̗̽r͇͋̏͆o͊̕m̪͙̪͇͙̖͔̈́̋̅ ͇̬̜͆w̹͎̲͕̭͓̬̓ͩ͌̄́ͤi͚ͬ͊l̪̟̦̔̈́l̬͍͕̬̤ ͖͚̭̩̲͚̽ͬͤͣͣ͋c̴͍̙̗͈̺̮̀ͭo͈̤̼̤̊ͅm̻̥͐͋̌̎̀e͇̯ͥͪ͂ͦͫ͢s͉̝͊͊̔̀ ̧͙̆̿l̵͚̘̙̩͖ͅo̜ͧ͐y̢͉͔͎̬̙̮̹̽̏̽͊̂aͨ̔͊҉̙͖lͨ̈́̏̚t͕͕ͬͭ̎̉͘y̴͈̮͕̺ͅ,̪͇̟̣͂ͭ̄͋ ̉̄͋͊͐̚f͙͚͙̠̟̏̐̊ͦ̽̀͞ŗ̥̗̻̖͚̘̮̔͌̄ͩő͖̫̭̘̥̹͈͒̅̋͛m̸ ̺͉̱͍̼̮͇̊͘l̲͎̫̠̻̪̄ͫ̉̀ͅo͈̲̤̘̟͔̾̅͆̎̓̽y̶͔͙̮ͮͮ͑̾al͓̟̬̗̝̫͛̃ͯt̜̯̻͔̺ͮͩͦͭ͂̚y̧͖̤̯̞̱͈̾̌͋ͬ̍ ̰͍͈͇̞̑͡c͍̱̦̺̔͌̀̉̇̾ͅo͇̦͉̳̣̞̻̒ͦ̓͝m̢̦̏̂͛è̞͎̖̱̖̼̏̔͛s̖̖͆ͣͣ͒̓̐͜ ͇͉͍̤̻͆̚h̝͙̣͗ó̡̺̹̣ͯ͌̽̈͒n̡̘̻̰̦̋͊̄̆ͯͮo̞͆̓̈́ͭ̓ͪͦr,̪ ͋̓̋̏̿̈́̓f͙ͩ̾̎͞r̢͔̤ͯ͗͂̚ò̧̫͈̯̫̙̈́̒̌ͥm̓ͬ͡ ̫͘ļ͕͓̘̱ͮ̍ͬò̮̜̺̲̰̹̎̓͜y͓̰͕̿͒ͧ̏a̯̒̊̓̎̚l̰͂́̌̂̅t̪ͪ̉̊̇͒̏̇y̥ͧ̔̋̋̿͂ͭ͝ ̺̙̙̤̟͌͋̒ͬ͢ͅc̝͇̋ͯ̿ͧ̑ͫͅō͓͓͎̮͇̼̓͞m̴ͦ̑͗ẻͬ̿̇̍̀s̛̭̞̬̿͗ͅ ͖̬͕̳͒ͭ͂̐s̠͈͇̦ͭ͑ͧu͍̹͍͍͆f̥̝̘͍̈́̊̀f̢͖̯̩̣̿̐̈́̒e̅ͫ̐rͩ̐ͯͪḭ͚̩͛̏̒͒ͅṇ̰̞̟ͦ̅̈́ͅg̤̝̰ͭ̆̿ͫ.̌͟ ̧͚͒̉̃ͤ ͔̝͕̯ͩ̿̊I̱̱̘̪̬͜ ͍̓ȁ̟͕͖̼̗̟̞͊̍͋͋͒m̜̖̳̦͖ ͚͖̥̪̻̼̽̓t̖͈̜h͙̭͓͚̖̜͊̿ͩ̃̂͋ͥ͡ẹ͉͙ Ĝ͙͙̹̥͔̲ͨ͐̒̐̚r̖͙̀͟ȧ̪̯͋ͥͬ͐͝n͕͖̼̪͔̦̋ͦ̋͆d̩̱̝͚́̓̋ͯ͋f͕ͬͯ̾͐̈̎̔͟a̱͖̮͓̟̋͋͗ͅṱ̲̼͕ḧ̩̟̙͕́̋̏̽̑é̛̗r̵̠̣̯͔ ̈́ฬ͕̠͉̬̩͉̣̈́เ̞̙͆͐͑ͬ̿̇ภ̠̗͇͇͙̒ͧ̍̍ͣ̾๔̴̗̿ͮ̇.̸̜̼̝̔̄ ̗̜̲̜͙̹̯A̫ͪ̒̂n̫̖̫̘̘̱̘ͨͦ̉̐̚͟d̼ͤͨ̌̀́ͣ̈́ ̶̃y̝̦̳̜̠͇͞o̷̪̦̥̱̍ͅu̲̝͎ͤ̇̒ͮ̽̑ ̧̞̱̜̬̝̫p͔̰̠̞̲͉̊ͫ̽ͮ͗́͆l͇̬̭̉̌͛͗̋̂͟ê̞̗̳̦̌̍ã̟̉͋ͪ̄ͭͦs̸͉̺̪̎ͭ͂̽̓̂ͬeͫ̈ͣͪͪ ̻̘̔̋ͮ͜ḿ͈̺̬̯͈̟̺e̞̬̬̖̫ͥ̉ ̶̲̬͎̱͈̏̓͊̒̈d̳̜͊e̖̞̦̱͖͉̓ė̄̔̃ͤͯ̐p̴̐͑̉͊͗lͥ̇̃̇̌͒͠y͕͕͕͎̆ͯ͂̓,̻͓̞͖͓̳̫ͥ́̀̏̃̅ͬ ͕͓͈̯͎͗̉̐̐̃̐m̻̝̪͖͚̠̈ͣͥ̐ͭ̓̂͝o̴̰͚̫̣̝̼̬ͮ͛͌ͥ͆̿̽r̹͕͎̱̈́ͭͤt͎̣̝͕ͫ̎ͬ̐̌̎a̬͈̼͉̗ͫl̹̮͎̘̝͈̿̃̓ ̔ͩ̀c͈̘̹͚̍̾͒̽ͬͅr͖̮̩͒̉̈̂eͬa̰̝͙̓̋͆͂̎̚t̞͕̲̲̫͙̪̎ͪ̀u̥r̙̯͎̝̘͙̗͘e̔͗̆̋͒s͓͎̪̱̣ͣ̂ͭͬ͆̊͛͜.̴̟̒̎́̐̇͋ ̲̥̻̥̹̉̈

A gift for Djekue-kun. Features Iris and Demo Roseclair, originated from “A Super Mario Thing” hack series by Raocow and friends. Drawn in SAI at 2017/01/13. Took ~3 hours.

Fullres at dA: http://dsp2003.deviantart.com/art/Demo-AU-Two-Cute-Sisters-657148180

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Moth: Oh! Hey! You did heard  His voice too? Will you help me dispose of my bro’s body? I kinda messed this one up! Not enough pain for Our Grand Father, but who knew that pineapple actually effective at killing? Anny? You listening? Are you part of us too, hey?

T̶̶̜̞̦̻̻ͨ͛̅̆ͨͭ̉͑ͅh͔͇̰̼͖̖̮̔̎ị̵͇̖̯͔͔̾͆̈̏s̖͓͉̼̙̰̟͚ͩ͊ͣ͞ ̊͐͆̓͏̠̼̻b̸̲̦̜̆̈́ͣ͠oͬͥ́̄̐͏̧͍̪y̘̣̞͚̤̱̞̜̙ͦͪ̃͛͗̌ͣ̀͟ ̰͍͖̺͎̮͚̦̌̈̚͠p̸̫̬̳͇͈̲̌̀̊̇͂l̢̆̎̐̈͆͢҉͙̙̝̼̬è͓̼̻͖̳̟̜̝ͯ̇̓̈ͦ̈́̆͒́a̩̠͉̘̠̣̯̝ͯ͌̓͘ŝͦ̊̋̑̽͏̴̼̯͇̗̱̜̣͝ͅe̷̡͙͚̳̰̝̱̋̍͑̀s̼͕̈́ͫͣ̓̅̓͟ ̈̎ͧ͆̑ͦ͋͛҉̠̲̬̦͇m̨͖͈̩͙̻̻͕͚͙̆͒ͪ͊̽̇͟e̻̙̼ͪ͒̅ͣ͐͡!̨̖̞̗̊̂́͠

Moth: This physically hurts! But I won’t stop, for h̷̢e҉ guides my way!

T͎̲̪̯̮̙͓̖̍̓̽̾͒̉̔ͤh̝̥͔̘̫͓͖́̉̄̏̚ͅa͓͖͙̰ͩͯ͂̏͌̚t͖̟̹̥͚͊̏̂͐ ̝̠ͮ̓ͭͤ̃̓ͮ̌ͦ"̭͈̲̺̙̟̪̑͛̅ͨͩͯͅg͕͈̲̤̗̟ͨ̀̌̄̆͋ͅá̰̘̳͍͉̗̠̔ͯ̿͋̌͋ͪ͐m̜̺̱͔̖̦ͤ͛ͣ͑̾e͎̳̖̞͎͔͖̫̊́ͅ"̞̦̻̭̽͆̑͂ͭ ̘͖̣̘̖͋ͦ̿̈́͑̏͂ͬP̰̰̭͉̰̣͆̓̓́ͫͦ̂l̞̬͓͚̖̰̗͕ͣ̆ͭe̱̭̩͂ͭͫͩ̌̚a͙͔ͬs̻̠̫̞͖̘̱͑̒͆e̘̞̺̊ͣ̏̆̾S͔ͥͭ̍̓̓̓ ̭͚͙̯̳̼̟̥͚ͦ̀͐͗̍̾͗̚M̼͍̹͎͕̻̗̙͑ͧ̽ͪE̳̼̱̘̮̐ͧͦ́̑ͯ̿̾ͩ ̣͖̜̘̫͉̝͑̽ͅD̩͖ͫ̽e͍̖̤̗̫̅̉̏ͫͫe̳̱̖̫̱ͪ́͆̐̅̃̍̑p͎͍͙̠̪ͤ͊ͥ̓ͫ̋̚l̺͍͉̤̎̚ẙ͈͚ͤ̈́͂��̲̯͔!̤̮̗̗ͬ̆͋ͤͮ̏̔̚ͅ ̰͇͙̈̌̇̎̑̅ ̬̰̲̹̪̰̜ͬ̆ͩ̅̅

G̢͈̬ͥ͗̓̒ ̛̞̩͋ͥ̄ͩͧ̊̈́͛ reeting ̛̞̩͋ͥ̄ͩͧ̊̈́͛S̗̳̦ͯ͋̔   M̩̫͙ͧ orta L̟̟͕̹̜̿̓̈́ C̵͍̫̝̏̌͑͌ reature S͎̰ͤ͆̌̾ . F̹̤ͭͬ̀ o R̢̺̘͖̣̗̝͒ I̮̤̫̳̭̱̚ͅ A͙͋̉͞M̤̬̠͚͇͓̱ T͔͚͐̅̍ͤ͌͟ h Ë̟̤͇́͗̓ G̬̦̱͊ͤ͐ ran D͚̲͚̠̗ͬ̒̓͗ FatheR̽̽͌̒͋͒҉̥̠͙̻   ฬ̸เ̷ภ๔͢    o̴v̕ert̵a̕ke͢ ̨Yo̸uR ̧̡͢M̸͜҉i͘ń͜͡͡D̛͢ a͘nd̡ Y͟ou̶R ̸Ti͠m̢E.̵

M̠̣̺̫̝ỵ͓̣̻̫͍̦ ̫d̩̝̮e̙͈͕̫̰a͉̘̳̻̝r̪̞͎͈ sister i͔̪̫͍̞͙͙̖͇s͔͍ ̘̱͕̼̺̱i͕̬̜͉̠ͅṉ͙ ̝̩̩d̫͚̥̩͇e͈̗̩͈͇̠e͈͓̺̮͙p̦̺ ͕͍̫̞̱̫͙ͅs̼͉̲̫l̞͙e͔̻̖̯͎̠͙̫e̟P̹̪͎͙͖̪ͅͅ G̅͋ͩͪ̕͢í̑v̡͊҉͘i̵ͥ͡n̈͟g̓͗ͭͣ̈͂̋̚ ̡̎̾̎̍̅ͣ̈͜͞m̽ͨͯ́ͧ́͗̇͝͝eͭͮ̉̽͝ ̸̓ͦͭ͊̈́̓͒a̎ ̔̑͊͌̊ͣ͛ͤ͜͡҉p̵ͫͩ̿̓ͥ͘͘eͯ̓ͫ͘r̡̅̋̓̅̕f̷̴̈͒ͥ̐͑ͥ͋ͣe͌ͮ͐̎ͩ͂c̵ͮ́t̀̒ͦ͗̊̌͏ ̛͊ͮ͛̔ͮ͡ơͯ͝pͨͯͦ͗ͭ̓ͫ̉p̋̃́̉ͬͧ͆̋ǫ͊͊ͪ͋̍̃ͧ́r͌ͬͣ͑͂́̈t̊̕͟u̢ͨ̃͌̿͆ͫͪͮ̚͢n̢̈͆̂̇̋̓͢͡ỉ̡ͣ͒ͬͮ̆͢t̏ͦ͋͢y̷͗̅̇ͫ͒ͦͥ̔̕ ̡ͤ̐̋̏̎ͤ̇ to wrong your ฬคאร, little creatures.

Aͩͧ̎sͩ̏̀ͫ̎̑̋͡ ̾̓y̷̡͒ͤ͜o̶͋̑ͥ̓̒ͦų̶̢͐ͬ̐͋rͩ̄ͭ̄͂́̀̚͡ ̛ͯ̈͊͝m̓̏ͥi̛͂̽͝n̡̢͋̂ͥ͛ͤͭ͋̈́dͣ̈̃͑͒ͩ͘͜ ̡ͤ̈ͣ͑́a͆͆̈ͩ͐̋̈ǹͪ͊̌ͤ̊͊̚͢͠dͤ̅͂̓̌̈́̾͞ ̡̓͊̍k̴͋̃̈ͤ̋ͨ̒ͨn̸̿ͧͦͭ̽̌͐̕o̴ͮ̏ͭ̽̇̿̀̚w̢͐̄̆̔l̨͂͛̾̄̋͞e͂ͥ̒́ͤ͛ͦͮ̀̕͡d͛̄̓̎͏́g̨̨͂̾ͨ̈́̓̕ě̴̇̀͡ ̉̂̂͏͘i̢̅ͩ̇̏̏ͬͨ̇͑́s̶̴̑̐̋͆͑ ̑̽ͧ͋m̨ͫ̓i̶͒͗̅ͮͨ͂͊ͤn̓͊̊̾͑̉͏̡ė̎ͣ̌̏̉̓̚͜ , m̡̩̭͓̘̭͙̦͎̞͘y͈̳̜͉ ͉͢a̪̦̮̹̱͇̠̝͟t̡͖͔̘̮͉̯̝͜͢t̮͍̼̲͖̱̠̳̺e̥̙̥n̟̮̖̭͘t̢̯̰̖̳̯̤̻́ͅí̺̠͚ͅo̮̣̟̬̫n̼̩͡ ҉̤͖̺͟i̧͇ͅs͏̦̬͙͚͇͔͈ ̶̛̣̞͉̘̭͇̰́y̢͢҉̹̺o̸͎͉̱͘u̻͍͈̯̯̹̩̖͙r͎̠̻̖̟̠͉͜ș͍̖͝.̛͖̥̳͠͠ ̯̰ Make it good for m̴̢̨͢y͡͡͠ ͘͟͞w̛͢à̷̀̕ỳ̧̛͟ , and I may keep my єאє on you.

hey.

We (well, I) are (am) kinda trying to get back here. hope, it still can be done!

Ghasts’ leaders were ruthless creatures, maybe they were scariest and most dangerous things ever appeared in the universe. Although this can be said about waist majority of ghasts.  What can else be said about entire race that wants all intelligent life to be destroyed or enslaved just because it makes them nervous? They may have visual similarities with demonians, but for sure they have only darkness in their hearts.

Having no moral, having no fear, but having extreme funds, taken from Demonian Planetary Union by their puppet-government until they’re been banished by Mary-Agness, ghasts were extremely formidable foes.

There were no such things as loosing in their plans. And there wasn’t such thing as honor in their minds. After war has ended, all four leaders disappeared without a trace, together with many of their leftover forces.

Up until now the gasts, who decided to deny their nature and live with demonians and other races in peace are mostly yet to gain trust.

“Stay back! I will protect you!”

Demonian army had to fight for every planet, even the most terrible ones, even the ones, devoid of intelligent life. For every battle fought, hundreds, thousands of lives lost, but hope for victory gained.

It never changes. Up until the very end of itself it takes lives.

((you know... It’s two years since this blog started and... I guess it got a turn to the darker side of things.))