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Mar. 22nd, 2005 @ 05:12 pm
Live forever...

Reach Out And Touch Faith Jun. 7th, 2004 @ 05:30 pm
Some new Doodle Gaidens. I think this series of pages may be my bestest work ever. If other people thinks so too, it'll turn into its own magical sub-story, full of action and unexpected twists and turns....

Guess it'll be awhile before new pages are drawn and scanned (isn't it always?). FFS, college class, work, being mean to people, etc get priority.

May. 25th, 2004 @ 09:11 pm
The last post was terrible; all further story supplements will be presented from a character's point of view.

First work report. This took hours to do; give me money. Or hate. They're both currency to me.

Two new Doodle pages. Skippy-yo. I had plans to have a "Z Fighters Suck" thing at first, but it sucked and I drew a tubby dragon instead. Proof.

FWS has been updated to no small degree.

I scribbled some character designs. Considered improving the art quality in the series a notch in the next chapter, but for the mere purpose of getting away from the phallic arms. But the reader base probably likes the penis arms, so it'll stay as is...

And, since it was on the stack and I had already scanned a million pages: Trogdor.


Mar. 7th, 2004 @ 08:58 pm
"Come on in."

Luke opened the door and entered the study. He sighed to himself when he noticed the skeleton of a pigeon amongst the collection of animal organs.

"Still tinkering with necromancy?"

"Gotta start small, bro. Even got the damn thing to move a bit last night... Hey, did you know that rabbits eat their own excrement?"

"I didn't come here to hear about the dietary habits of lagomorphs, Jacob."

"I'll assume it's about our new friends recently introduced to Gaia, then. Between you and me, you'd be better off staring at a hare's asshole all day than fight those things."

"Can it, or I'll beat you like dad used to."

"That's cold, man..."

"How can I kill their breeders?"

"Ink slash succubi? Easy. You can't."

"Not what I want to hear, little man..."

"Fine. Fine, damn you. There was an accursed sword buried about a mile below where the Vatican now stands; so says the Grimoire Servantes. It should have the power to harm these higher devils that your bullets lack. If it doesn't eat you first, that is."

"It's something, I suppose."

He turns to leave.

"I guess I see why they made you an agent; still loyal to your master even now, eh?"

"Hm? Fuck the president. Humanity is what I now serve."

He walks out.

"You always were self-righteous... But not this much. What happened to you? Was it really the rapture that has affected you like this?"

He shakes his head.

"Here, Whiskers..."

And he hands a damp pellet to the dead rabbit in his lap. Its tongue tickles his hand as it finishes.

Dec. 18th, 2003 @ 01:10 pm
His eyes first flashed with fire brighter than my alighted flesh, as he stood defeated; but soon became subdued once more. Sounding perturbed and soul-tired, Death then spoke again inside my mind.

Go then, man
Back to the world you cherish so
But with Fate being unraveled,
Soon we'll all have wrought nothing
Nothing but Oblivion

- From the blurb of Ben
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