#GodRoot

[ghost-37]

[jeremyhush]

TONIGHT!!! Join us here @theconventphilly as we host @emptysetpress release of their DICTIONNAIRE INFERNAL chap book by @chrisixnay and Mark Lamoureux. Their will Be Live readings with @joannacvalente and acoustic set by @godrootband Doors at 7pm!! #theconventphilly #emptysetpress #phillypoetry #poetry #godroot #phillyart #dictionnaireinfernal

[lokahjarta]

I'm obsessed with putting the word god in front of other words. It makes it all divine and holy, all sexy and grim, like -

godlight

godstruck

godcum

godspit

godplace

godroot

godrot

godwife

godflesh

god.

the word is not different from alien. and human. and fuck.

[blyzzrd]

Last night from the @eyehategodnola show with @theobsessedofficial @godrootband and @hellradmusic ! #eyehategod #theobsessed #godroot #hellrad #metal #heavymetal #sludgemetal #rock #hardrock (at Voltage Lounge) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn4y5oSH3UQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xdwib9vjk63k

[horrorpaingoredeath]

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Horror Pain Gore Death Productions is proud to present the 2017 Full Year In Review: 39 Track FREE Bandcamp Sampler!  Over 1 hour and 56 minutes of music from the following artists:  #TOKE #CONTRASTIC #SACRIFICIALSLAUGHTER #ENFUNERATION #VIOLENTOPPOSITION #SPECTRALDESCENT #THEDAYOFTHEBEAST #SONSOFFAMINE #ORDOXE #SIGIL #EPIDEMIC #KALOPSIA #BIRDFLESH #ORGANDEALER #WOLVESATTACK!! #GRIEVE #NOGODS #GODROOT #CRACKHOUSE #SOFTDOV #ANTHROPIC #ONTOP #ELBOWDEEP #DUTCHGUTS #CHAINEDTOTHEDEAD #BASTARDHAMMER #VIOLATIONWOUND #RETORTIONTERROR #INVIDIOSUS #TOXICOLOGY #SKUZ #TRIPLECRIPPLE #GROUND #BLOODFREAK #FERAL #MAUSOLEUM #BRODYSMILITIA #HANDSOMEPRICK #horrorpaingoredeath #hpgd #hpgdproductions #horrorpaingoredeathproductions #yearinreview #bandcamp #sampler #metalbandcamp (at Horror Pain Gore Death Productions HQ)

[ftgillus]

Really very happy how these came out. I printed them with two squeegees. One 12inch in the center, and a 5 inch one on both sides. Really nice plastisol silver, and a gold variant. #merch #bandmerch #iscreenprintshitsometimes #screenprinting #godroot #poormansoldmangloom #ftgillus #boredwhendead #tour #godrottour #silver #shirtdesign

[moynoq]

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@godrootband giving us a little sound check. Get here by 7:30, they are going to fucking destroy! #godroot #saintvitusbar #brooklyn #livemusic (at Saint Vitus Bar)

[raindrenchedstories]

Brave little knight 1. Caught G/t

Set in the “A new home” universe.

    There was little surprise when the volley of arrows had sprinkled upward into his ankles. Hardly a pinprick. But it was a minor annoyance. Archibald did have to pick up his foot and remove the little thorns from the heal of his shoe. "Really now. Is this at all worth it?"

    Glaring at a small rabble of humans, Archibald considered the possibility of capturing the whole hunting party. Drag them off to the stores, get paid for the trouble's he'd found in collecting godroot. And probably cause the women, elderly and children of their little troupe to starve. These were humans, not elves.     They didn't attack out of malice, or hatred. They were simply frightened by him. Instead of getting upset, he should have taken pity. The blasts from the wars had done a great deal of damage on their people. Sending humanity back to the stone age in a matter of months.     Often they'd be trapped by giants looking for a quick buck and sold as pets. Those that did hunker down in civilizations would soon be hunted by the elves. Leaving the species in near ruin. Forcing them to live as constant nomads. It was a wonder these little fellows were brave enough at all to even stand near him.     Keeping that in mind. He simply discarded the little arrows near them, scowling. Taking a moment to recall what he'd learned from listening to William's little pet. Finally he formed a single, clear statement. "NO." Kneeling over the hunting party with his lips pressed in a thin line.     Many cowered back. All but one in a bit heavier garb. This one stood up taller, glaring right back. Making a show of being unafraid. This impressed Archibald a bit. A smile trying to tug free from him. But there would be no smile for the little brat today, only a stern expression.     Perhaps this one thought he'd distract Archibald. Giving the others option to escape. Or Perhaps Archibald had frightened off their little prey. For that he did feel a twinge of guilt. No many animals in the wood stayed around while his people were about. Usually figuring their steps to be small earthquakes.     It didn't take long for him to stand up and leave. His feet leaving deep impacts in the ground. Finally his amusement managed to leek free as the mountain giant could only laugh. "Brave little thing. Must be a regular along the trail. Probably seen me before." Half way down the trail, he took a left. Approaching a sort of mountain. Odd bits of stone growing off the sides at random.     This was a sort of dwarf ward. Keeping the tiny fellows from trying to populate the giants home. Though it still happened from time to time, he'd have an unexpected visitor. Generally someone trying to explore the area only to fall through his ventilation system. Archibald had put a one time falling spell on each vent in case of such emergencies. And all of them generally came with an alarm.     In a careless motion of the wrist, Archibald asked the very earth to move and re-shape for him. The mountain opening like a great maw to swallow the giant whole. A set of crystals on the wall lit up, allowing Archibald to gaze down the stairs forming into the stone. Slowly making his way down, Archibald returned to his home in the earth. Looking to have a good long sleep, adjusting his dragon bone glasses on the edge of his nose, back to the appropriate place. Ending a less than eventful day.     The night was another matter. Something made sound in his secluded mountain home. Small, scratching, and heading for him. Archibald chose to lay still in his bed. Waiting for the sounds to settle. Soon enough he felt a small tickle against his ribs. Scrabbling at the fabric on his shirt. Falling. And trying again.     It wasn't an elf. They tended to throw spells first. This, was more like a tall dwarf. Or, an orc? That would explain how they got in. But why didn't his alarms go off? While he pondered this, the being made it's way to his chest. Sliding down softly until they landed just on his neck. And that was enough.     With a snap of his wrist, the dull crystals in the cave lit up brightly. Stunning both him and the little monster on him. His left hand shot to grab at whoever was hanging off him and bring the tiny beast to view. However, the sight only brought more questions.     It was, in fact, A human. The one from before. A tiny sword was gripped tightly in two fists. Though it was shoddy in make, and rather frail looking. Archibald quirked a brow at this, holding the tiny man carefully in his hand. "Now... What brings you out here?"     His response was the little sword being plunged deep into his palm. Causing the man to yelp. He gripped the little jerk tightly enough to restrict movement, hissing in pain. It was all his restraint not to shout at the terrified little fellow. Who was now trying to cut his way through Archibalds hand with the restricted blade. It wasn't working, but the wiggling of the blade agitated the wound enough.     In a split instant, Archibald began casting a simple translation spell. Poking the humans forehead back with a grimace. Finally the incoherent shouting became actual words to Archibald. Though he was quite sure he didn't want to hear what this little guy had to say any more after the first sentence was translated.     "And drag your entrails across the path so non of your filthy over grown allies dare return!" The little man screamed out. This earned him a light squeeze as Archibald crawled out of bed. Making the trek to his kitchen and simply dropping the human into one of his spare glass cookie jars.     He removed the small sword from his hand hissing. It actually had gone quite deep, and left a decent mark on his skin. Definitely a band aid situation. The little puncture making him uncomfortable. Archibald flexed his hand in front of the human. "Now. Look what you did! Look at this! BAD."     The scolding did shock the little one. Only for him to fly into a further rage. "Look what I did? LOOK WHAT I DID? Are you even hearing yourself? YOU aren't my master, no one is. You've no right to scold me."     "You stabbed me! I think that's enough call to be upset! How'd you even get in here!" Archibald retorted. Anger starting to boil.     "I followed you. And if I'd had my way, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now." The small man admitted. Though there was no trace of guilt in his tone.     "...You little prick." It occurred to him, the human was actively trying to slay him. Which did not sit well. Instead of getting angry, or even retaliating, however, Archibald took a deep breath. "Now, why, pray tell, did you break in my home in attempts to kill me?" He leaned on the table, staring in wonder.     The human only scowled leaning back against the glass. "Oh I don't know. Perhaps it's because your species literally kidnaps mine on a regular basis. My self included at one point."     To this Archibald perked up. He hadn't detected any spells on the little fellow before, but then, he wasn't looking. The man continued to speak while Archibald began scanning for any form of magic. "I only got out because the brute forgot to close a door during the sorting process. Taking men and women and transferring them into different cages. Small, wooden cages. Do you have any idea what it feels like to see that many of your own kind trapped like that?"     "You're talking to a war veteran. At least your kind don't need literal spikes running through their limbs." He sighed. The human pausing a moment. Before starting right up again.     "Those people were SOLD giant! Like slaves. No, actually not like. AS slaves. Now tell me how moral you are. My people don't have to take this shit." He kicked the glass with a fair amount of force. Enough to knock himself on his own ass, and give Archibald an idea.     Lowering a hand into the jar, he lifted the small ball of fury. "Well, I can't let this behavior slide. I understand your point, however. If you slay a giant, the hope is your people will understand they aren't helpless." He held the man carefully in his palm, smiling down somewhat. "But I have a better idea. Something you may hate now, but it will give you the result you're looking for."      With that, He covered the man with the other hand and focused. Spells worked their way into his skin, making the human squirm and yelp. Though they shouldn't have caused any pain. The spells slowly became a part of him. Soon after, the little man was placed on the table. Archibalds smile turning tender.     "What did you just do you...Over grown bastard" Clearly this human was running out of insults. Which made him all the more entertaining.     With a little chuckle, he spoke up. "Amusing myself. I'll take good care of you." With that, a small golden light flitted over the humans figure and sealed into his skin and clothing. The small man giving a horrified expression. He'd witnessed a claiming before. And clearly knew what had happened.     "YOU ASSHOLE!" He popped up on his feet screaming in rage. Archibald picked up a clear glass, regarding it a moment, before carefully lowering it over the human. Waiting out the storm of slurred expressions of rage.     "I told you, you wouldn't like it. My name is Archibald by the way." He took a paper and scooted it under the mans feet. Picking the little fellow up and placing him carefully back into the cookie jar. "I'll pick up some supplies for you later. Store's closed for now. And... We'll see about some proper spells to keep you safe. For now you're simply bound."      He'd also have to see about a proper cage, and a name for the little fellow. Placing the slightly thin being on a high shelf in order to prevent the nasty little thing from escape. He gave the little fellow one of his old socks. Clean, of course, but baring a large hole making it unusable. For Archibald, at least.     The sword was confiscated for the night and placed on the bed side table while Archibald returned to his bed. Setting his glasses to the side and closing his eyes. "Good night. Little human." His reply was a slur of hot, angry words. Ending in a useless threat. If that was how the little guy wanted to communicate, that was fine.     Archibald woke to the usual methods. The spell on his bed making the great stone slab move slightly. Archibalds bed was a wonder of magic really. Well, to him. Mattress held in place by stone claws. And able to tilt away from anything frail or easy to knock over. The earth giant had enchanted it himself, to wake him around the eight hour mark of sleep.     How it did this however, was a little abrupt. The mattress was slightly tilted. Giving him the option to wake. When he did not, it tilted more the incline making the blankets run off one side and leave Archibald bare and exposed. Still he refused to wake. Until finally, unceremoniously, The bed physically slammed the giant against the floor. Giving him a smack for good measure. A side effect of leaving items enchanted for too long. They had personality after a while.     There was a tiny yelp from the kitchen. Indicating to the now groaning and displeased Archibald that his charge was awake. In slow, steady movements, Archibald dragged himself up. Making a slow trek to answer natures call. And with that and a few steps in between, the Giant dropped a few raw ingredients into the glass with the human. "I see you didn't perish over night. That's good."     The man inside only hurled the first bit of fruit he could at Archibald. "Of course I didn't. You think I'd give you that satisfaction?" The man barked. He only received a shrug in response as Archibald reached into a sort of wooden box. Pulling a large hunk of what looked to be sandstone.     With a yawn beforehand, Archibald brought the stone to his lips, and bit into it. The boulder crunched easily under the pressure, shattering part way into the giants maw. Casually chewing away, Archibald brought the glass cookie jar down from the shelf. The contents of said jar now attempting to scramble up the farthest side away from the giant.     "A-are you....Is that a gods-damned boulder?" The man shrieked in thinly veiled horror. Archibald regarded the question a moment, before staring at the stone in his hand. He sighed and shrugged the comment off again.     "Yep. Just a light breakfast for today. Any how. What do I call you buddy." Before the man could answer with more insults or twice as many questions, he clarified. "If you don't answer with anything but your name. I will be renaming you. I'm thinking Flopsy." He gave a soft smirk soon after. Leaning his cheek on a closed fist.     The human only kicked the walls of the glass jar. Finally he spoke up. "May as well 'name' me. I know how magic works. You'll take my name and bind your sickening spells to it. And I won't stand for it!" He folded his arms, giving his back to Archibald. Who only hummed a little. Reaching to poke at the glass.     "True. But you DO realize I can just bind the name to you. Making that your true name. What ever your human name is, it won't hold any value to the spells." Archibald was already thinking of things his human would need for his plan to work. Protection spells were a given. Probably some falling spells.     Watching the human kick the wall and fall on his rump once more distracted him from his thoughts. But it brought another to mind. Something much more...personal. He reached forward and caught hold of the man in the cookie jar. "Speaking of which...We probably shouldn't dilly dally much longer. Right Flops?"     The man definitely made an effort to escape his grasp. Leading Archibald to place him between two cupped palms. Gold light radiated out from his hands. Covering the human in a few simple spells. When all was said and done, he held the man by the back of his shirt with a smile. "Shall we give these new spells a test?"     "What? Wait wh-" With that, Archibald let the man go. Confident enough in his own magic to know the human would be fine. If not a little shaken from the event. Sure enough, the man landed on the table. Unharmed. Though the distance Archibald had held him should have at lease broken a leg.     The man only fell backwards, landing in a sitting position. Clearly bewildered, before letting off the most indignant, horrified scream Archibald had ever heard. "What the hell have you done! I should be dead from that! What, I mean. Why? I-" Whatever arguement he'd had, the man let it die in a string of fragmented words.     "Simple fall safe spell. Most pets have it on them. Especially ones who live with kids. Just in case. You also have a few spells to protect you from becoming a little bloody pancake." With that, the man was placed back into the cookie jar. Confused, and clearly frightened.     While finishing his 'light' breakfast of sandstone, Archibald began doodling plans for the new guy's cage. Being the sort of giant he was, Archibald was able to shape mother earth herself to his will. Making the wall produce a sizable cage to hold the human with. Bringing a handful of sandstone out once more, Archibald crushed his palms together. Rolling the rocks quickly and finally making a sort of wobbly glass.     This he slid into place. Admiring his work a moment. The cage acted like a shelf, hanging off the wall neatly. Several rooms interlocked, and gave 'Flopsy' a need to climb, jump and work to get from one place to another. No easy ways. Unlike Williams spoiled little pet.     Archibald reached into the cookie jar one last time. "Right. Well Flopples, looks like this is it. Welcome home I guess." The man fought, screamed and kicked to avoid being put in the cage. Only for Archibald to pull the glass aside and place him on the lowest shelf.     "I'll be away for an hour or two. Need to get you all the good stuff. Bed, dishes, easy to make food because I can't- HEY!" In a mere second the little fellow had lept from the lowest shelf. Free falling with his hands up. In a mere moment, the little blond landed, falling backwards again despite his effort otherwise.     In a few seconds he was bolting for the nearest bit of furniture. Only for his plan to be thwarted. A good stomp from Archibald shook the ground far more than normal. Small shock waves knocking the human back onto his rump. Only this time, there was no getting up. A stone sort of birdcage shooting up to cover him. "DAMNIT"     "My sentiments exactly. I'm trying to be humane here Flops." Smoothly, the cage was lifted. Flopsy, as he'd come to be known, now keeping well away from the titanic hand delicately holding the stone prison. Carefully, he was placed back into the wall cell. Released from the birdcage easily.     The human, Neil, had lost all patience with his situation. Trying for a second escape only to be thwarted. The glass panel was placed back in its slot. "Humane!? You call imprisoning me humane?" He pounded his fists against the glass screaming in anger.     Archibald gazed down to this, but merely shrugged. "Well, back in the days of old, your people used to lock up criminals quite liberally. So I figure it's the best way to deal with the man who attempted to murder me." There was a sting in those words. Causing Neil to back off a little. Gazing into those hot gold eyes.     "Now, I'm going to the store. Be good and wait there until I return with your things." The mountain opened with little effort on Archibalds part, Leaving Neil to sit and contemplate his situation.

[inspireif]

Tonight in Philly!!! #fad_nauseam and #godrootband are playing #theirishpol Gonna be fun!!!! #fadnauseam #godroot #philly

[karolinqdean]

i just followed you because you ship swan queen and i realized we have the same name and we're both 19 lol. (:

oh shit that’s cool!! HAHHAHA nice to meet ya and thanks for following me 😋

[locdapparel]

To you, it may be just a hairstyle TO US, IT'S A LIFESTYLE WE ARE LOC•D@eclectic_dy thank you so much for turning the Original LOC•D Tee into a work of art. I appreciate you Goddess 👚@johniejaysworld_apparel . . . . . . . . #locnloose #godroots #lovethyhair #locs #beautifullocs #locs #locstyles #locstylesforwomen #locjourney #longlocs #starterlocs #beautifulwomen #goldielocs #locsarebeautiful #naturalhair #LocQueen #shortlocs #locdtees #starterlocstyles #nappyroots #ilovemylocs #starterlocheadz #locs #loclivin #teamlocs #locaholics #dreadlocstyles #dreads #livinmylocdlife #locqueensrock #locdnotbound https://www.instagram.com/p/CL2RHr2llV5/?igshid=bw0wq77bawqe

[thecloth666]

#godroot on now, supine next (at Motel Hell)

[horrorpaingoredeath]

#bellwitch #primitiveman #godroot #kungfunecktie #showmike #hpgdproductions #hpgd #horrorpaingoredeath #horrorpaingoredeathproductions #relapserecords (at Kung Fu Necktie)

[ftgillus]

And another merch item down. NEXT! #ftgillus #screenprinting #boredwhendead #godroot @godrootband #merch #ritual2 #doom #philly

[moynoq]

7pm TONIGHT at #saintvitusbar - with our good friends @soulremnantsband / @soliumfatalis / @godrootband and @sunrot.music // get there early, this is an ultimate lineup #moynoq #thegrimperegrination #blackmetal #ncbm #soulremnants #soliumfatalis #sunrot #godroot #godrottour #brooklyn #livemusic (at Saint Vitus Bar)

[locdapparel]

LOC•D We don't just talk about it, we are about it! Committed in real life. @eclectic_dy thank you so much for turning the Original LOC•D Tee into a work of art. I appreciate you Goddess 👚@johniejaysworld_apparel . . . . . . . . #locnloose #godroots #lovethyhair #locs #beautifullocs #locs #locstyles #locstylesforwomen #locjourney #longlocs #starterlocs #beautifulwomen #explorepage #locsarebeautiful #naturalhair #LocQueen #shortlocs #locdtees #starterlocstyles #nappyroots #ilovemylocs #starterlocheadz #locs #loclivin #teamlocs #locaholics #dreadlocstyles #dreads #livinmylocdlife #locqueensrock #locdnotbound (at GetLocd) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLc1JJflyfk/?igshid=128p8y7t0ib47