*tending to his warehouse full of basically enslaved alchemists, all of whom are busy making red stone - it's a good break from the war-mongering and general butchery*

What wild-eyed beasts these mortals truly are ( Read more... )

( Grindelwald )

*is in the mood to sow the seeds of disaster; wandering the streets of Central, not even bothering to shift to a less distinctive form*

( Grindelwald )

*without warning or explanation shows up at the doorstep of the château, rapping his knuckles against the door, agitated*

*walking along the streets of Central in his habitual form with his hands behind his head, whistling and kicking up his bare feet with obvious good cheer; his holiday into various other dimensions had gone very well for him, and distinctly less well for their general inhabitants*

( Other Envy )

( Ren )

( Other Me / Ren )

*wandering around aimlessly, thinking (ha!) that he's managed to get himself lost once again*

*lightheartedly bellowing* OOOIII! HELLO? ANYONE THERE?