Friday, January 31, 2014

365 Project, Day 131

The Glomtrommick

The Glomtrommick is typically the size of a small dog.... until you piss it off. Then it grows to about 3 stories tall and will then promptly consume you and any unlucky humans standing around and destroy a couple city blocks.  If he feels like it, he might key a couple cars as well. 

Once he's worked all that off, he'll shrink back to his smaller size, pee on your shoe that fell off, and then saunter off into the sunset. So don't piss off a glomtrommick.

Thursday, January 30, 2014

365 Project, Day 130

Sir Garp the Long Hearted

No one knows how old Garp is. One day he showed up at New Camelot and King Rthur's court. He bested all of the noble knights and was knighted himself. He's been on many quests outside the protective walls of New Camelot with his trusty stead Gregory Von Sicklestein and has never come back with any sores or sickness. Some wonder if Garp is even human.

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

365 Project, Day 129


The Kilimonburu is a small creature closely related to the monkey. It's only location is the small island nation of J'ah'lababi. What?  Haven't heard of it? Well that explains why you haven't heard of the Kilimonburu. The little guy can probably sit on your hand. Obviously nocturnal with the big eyes and big ears.

But don't try and find J'ah'lababi or the Kilimonburu because J'ah'lababians worship the little guys and will quickly kill any visitor to the island to protect their secret. So how do I know.. and where is this island, if it's real? I could tell you, but then I would have to kill you since I'm an honorary J'ah'lababian and must protect this little guy at all costs.

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Screen shot from Seedlings #2

365 Project, Day 128

Billy the Bad-Ass Dinosaur

He was baddest bad there ever was. He walked the walk like no one did. He would have talked the talk, but he was a dinosaur. And he certainly wasn't bad enough to survive a heavenly body blasting the Earth.  Not really that bad-ass I guess.

Monday, January 27, 2014

365 Project, Day 127

The "Have a Nice Day" Bot

A bot design for the kids from Harijan. a vehicle for the telekinetic "Bar Code" girl..... whom I still haven't given a proper name. She rests comfortably inside the protective confines of the thick metal sphere. Since she has to mentally leave her body when moving the robot and also needs to move with the team and can't be left behind, the robot was designed as a transport and a battle tank. She can always leave the bot through a hatchway if needed.

With a flame thrower on one arm and pneumatic air missiles on it's shoulders, it's a worthy opponent to any adversary. And without the use of any modern day firepower, it eludes the detection of hunter-seekers that might be looking for those types of signatures.

And so the next story begins in my head.

Sunday, January 26, 2014

365 Project, Day 126


Skitch is about the size of a glow bug and he kind of glows like one as well. So just think, in the summer, when a lightning bug goes splat against your windshield..... you might have just killed Skitch.

You just sit there and think about what you've done.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

365 Project, Day 125

Look Out!!!  That zombie might trip over that loose shoe lace and hurt itself.

Friday, January 24, 2014

365 Project, Day 124

The Wobu Wobu and King Opoolintz

The king breeds the Wobu Wobu as his transports.  He has a lot of them because they can only carry him for a few days before they die of exhaustion. He likes to parade around his kingdom and show off his new bird every now and then. They're born white, but he likes to dye their feathers bright colors so he can be seen from farther away. He has to ride with large cavalry in order to protect him from the hordes of disenfranchised farmers that could actually benefit from the Wobu Wobu and use them to make better use of the land. The king, as he should, usually throws them a coin or two.

Thursday, January 23, 2014

365 Post, Day 123

The Very Tiny, Pygmy Warthog

The only really cool thing about this animal is that it's really tiny.  Other than that, it's kind of boring.... but you should the bird that eats it!  The bird is awesome. It's really cool.  I wish I could show you.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

365 Project, Day 122

The Globber Fish

It's believed that the globber fish is a product of one of the clandestine companies that does illegal genetic experiments underneath the city of Oasis. Having served their purpose for the lab, they were released into the sewers, where they found their way into the ocean. With an extravagant array of defensive and predetorial weapons at it's disposal the fish-hybrid thrived.

365 Project, Day 121

Vyrbian Gliders

These majestic beasts have been by the Vyrbian nation for transport and battle over most of the history of the empire. Popular theory has it that the empire would not have made with the gliders.

Monday, January 20, 2014

365 Project, Day 120

The Come-Get-Me Tree

Or The Sketch That Almost Wasn't

The Come-Get-Me Tree does what it's name implies. It dares you to come get the delicious fruit that it lays so softly on the ground, bringing you in closer with it's powerful pheromones.  Once you get close enough, it will lash out with it's tendrils and ensnare you, pull you up and wrap you up in one of it's pods and slowly digest you.

The only way to get at the succulent fruit is to wait until the tree is digesting something already and then you can safely sneak in to grab the fruit, which fetches a hefty price because it's wonderful taste and slightly psychedelic effects and it's very dangerous way to get it.

The are are actually groves where farmers will raise livestock to sacrifice to the trees in order to get the fruit, the value is that much.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

365 Project, Day 119

The Striking Viking

I just talking with someone today about the inability to put that farther eye in a quarter turned face and how hard it is and hey, look, a shadow!!  A tad stylized.

Saturday, January 18, 2014

365 Project, Day 118


Faeologists used to think that the Moodzies were made up of multiple "species" of Faerie that fed on different emotions, feeding back the emotion into the human until the biofeedback satiated the Faerie or killed the human.  But there is a new theory that perhaps the Moodzies are one single type of Faerie that begin as a white or grey, but when an emotion comes by, they respond to that emotion and begin to morph into the Moodzie suited for that particular emotion. Once done, they slowly fade back to their lethargic, pale, original forms.

(I really, really want to dive into the Faerie realm one of these days. Just inventing my own versions as well as rehashing some old ones. I think some reading is in order.... oh and another clone so I'll have more time to do it.)

Friday, January 17, 2014

365 Project, Day 117

The Blooze

No. This is not an anti-depressant commercial. Our subject is not going to take a magic pill and suddenly brush these guys off his shoulder. 

These guys belong to The World of the Fae. They live on a sort of bio-feedback. They are attracted to sad, depressed feelings and then generate those feelings back into the host. So, the more depressed a subject gets, the more blooze he or she attracts, the more blooze on him/her, the more depressed they feel. And on an endless cycle. Unless something happens to catch the blooze attention somewhere else, the human could perish and then the blooze wander off in search of their next source of Blue.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

365 Project, Day 116

The Glompulite(s)

There has been much debate over whether to refer to this/these in the singular or plural sense. Each pod/bug/trasport contains at least 8 and sometimes as many as 20 podlings. The great debate is whether or not to refer to each podling as singular and, therefore, the group as plural, or if they are all part of a single organism. For the sake of this description, I'll refer to them as plural.

True, they are all attached to the large transport animal, but are they just extensions of that animal or do they have independent thought and a more symbiotic relationship?

There has never really been very thorough research on them since they are mainly located in swampy, heavily foggy and hard to access habitats. Never mind the fact that they are extremely aggressive when encountered. 

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

365 Project, Day 115

Ginnimunk Foal

These amazing creatures are small rodent-like horses.... or horse-like rodents.  They're about the size of a great dane. Running in large herds of up to 100 animals, their movements, scientists have observed, are incredibly quick and fluid like. Their pale silver, almost reflective coats make it harder on predators when they all turn sharply and the sunlight glints off of them.

The ginnimunk make for exceptionally loyal pets, but are poor pack animals due to their size and stature. They were used as messenger animals prior to the advent of electronic communications.

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

365 Project, Day 114


Bringer of Water

You may laugh and think the tribe that named this god is stupid, but you didn't look deep enough. You forget that geothermal energy drives water from deep near the Earth's core towards the surface as it boils. The volcanoes that turn into mountains trap clouds and produce rain. Oh, and besides bringing water, he also can control the tidal flow of magma and control storms through the friction of volcanic soot, bringing lightning to the earth.... so go ahead, tell him his name is wrong.

Monday, January 13, 2014

365 Project, Day 113

See, I can draw nice things as well. And I can paint stupid barns and flowers and all that.  (Actually, I like drawing and painting nice things sometimes.  Just don't tell anyone.)

Sunday, January 12, 2014

365 Project, Day 112

Mr. Gibblets

Hello there my soft pink friend.
You must be one of those Hoomens from Urth.
I'm not sure how you got here but it's a good thing you're viewing me from that square.
The air here is not good for Hoomens. It makes them turn blue and make gagging sounds.
Oh, the things that you would see if you could open that square wider and view everything.
Alas, it is not to be. You'll have to look elsewhere for your adventures.

Saturday, January 11, 2014

365 Project, Day 111

The Terrible GaggleFranx

(I wonder if anyone can tell I've been reading Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe series?)

Anyway, the Terrible GaggleFranx is a beast of utter horror. His hands are 6 ft high, with each finger measuring in around 3 ft. His nails, which are usually filled with dirt, cracked and chipped, are at 6 inches long and almost as thick. The thing that makes the GaggleFranx so terrible is what it does to it's captives. It has to perform manicures on it's hideous phalanges and whistle Wrecking Ball the entire time.

It's complex eyes, which are made up of 16 different color receptors, compared to our three, make it highly sensitive to any mistakes you might make in the proper color choice for it's nails. If he's unhappy with the result, you will have to start the whole thing over again, only whistling Hit Me Baby One More Time instead.

Friday, January 10, 2014

365 Project, Day 110

Flotsam Turtle

It's large sail, used to navigate the ocean winds, can be deflated by routing the blood away and folding the spines back. In this state, it can often be mistaken as a piece of flotsam. 

The Flotsam Turtle will often feed on sea animals that live near the surface and will also eat any vegetation that it floats near. Instead of having it's shell on the topside like it's normal land cousins, the Flotsam Turtle actually has it's shell underneath, to protect itself from the ambush predators of the sea.

Thursday, January 9, 2014

365 Project, Day 109

A young punk kid who woke up one day as living rock. With the attitude of a freshly made teen, Boulderdash runs around knocking heads, saving damsels in distress, and sometimes causing irreparable property damage. 

This guy looks like a lot of fun. I may have to explore his story later.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

365 Project, Day 108

"See the turtle of enormous girth, On his shell he holds the Earth."

While the Behemoth Tortoise doesn't necessarily hold the Earth, it can support a home or even a small village, depending on the size of it's shell. The settlers live in an almost symbiotic relationship with the tortoise, cleaning the shell and hunting some of the more troublesome parasites in exchange for a secure and mobile shelter.

Because of their security and fairly stable ecosystems, these shells are prime real estate, leading to some gruesome battles for squatter's rights. This has given rise to that famous children's game, "King of the Shell." 

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

365 Project, Day 107

Baby Gr'K'Tchimka (pronounced Tim)

"Tim" first appeared on Old Man Jenkins' farm when he hatched out of a large boulder that was pulled out of the corn field. His rate of growth is exponential and it appears that the farm will disappear within a few months. Every attempt to move "Tim" has ended with the Mover becoming the Chewed.

"Tim's" farts have been known to drop entire flocks of birds and send livestock stampeding. When he cries, trees have split down the middle and landslides have occurred in the surrounding hills....... we won't mention what happens with his bowel movements.

Monday, January 6, 2014

365 Project, Day 106

Birthday Request.

I told my daughter that I was going to do a sketch for her birthday on my blog and asked her what she wanted and this, verbatim, is what she wanted: "I want a giant hamster, riding on a man, riding on a unicorn, jumping off a rainbow."

After a few adjustments and a final approval by the client, this is the end result. I love this thing! I might just have to offer a print of it.

Sunday, January 5, 2014

365 Project, Day 105

The Nork

I thought I would revisit the past. I used to draw these guys quite a long time ago.... like middle/high school era.  I mean, I had a whole society built for them. A caste system, different classes. At least 10 legitimate characters, fully fleshed out and stories and all that. And then they disappeared. I don't really like how it turned, but it was fun trying my hand at them again.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

365 Project, Day 104


I'd call him a cave troll or a rock troll, or even a mountain troll, but c'mon, really?  Who are we kidding.  He's a huge, hideous, muscular beast. He could call himself a bed and breakfast troll of he wanted.

Friday, January 3, 2014

365 Project, Day 103

Cornelius Schnoz
He's quite the oddity..... He can't actually smell anything.

Thursday, January 2, 2014

365 Project, Day 102

Never buy hair growth gel from old asian men in shadowy stores.
It's quite heavy and really hard on the neck.

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

365 Project, Day 101

Leonard Smith
Leonard was a sub par human intellect. But that was only because his brain hated being in his body.... so Leonard's brain divorced Leonard's body. Well, the body can't survive without the brain and so it died, leaving Leonard's brain with all of the assets, which it used to construct a new mode of travel. Now Leonard Smith is an evil genius since it no longer has to worry about communication issues with it's body.