Monstergirl size chart!
I guess I never posted this here, but look, it’s the divequest crew in full outstanding color
how many people imagined different colors raise your hand
The threads do in fact end with Daisy waking up in her locker. I’m not sure if certain rehostings or versions omit this, but it’s definitely in the original threads.
It’s an animated gif though so some people may have missed it.
When I was very young, still in early elementary school probably, I was reading The Far Side, which is a fantastic comic. And I stumbled upon this one.
I paused for a long time on this page. Something about it stirred in me. It was surreal. I knew of the alien xenomorphs already, the vicious inhuman monsters. And yet here they were, having Thanksgiving Dinner. That was the joke, but it made child me realize something I had only considered before in the faint recesses of my mind.
I had always liked monstrous characters. Villains always seemed to be cooler than the heroes, at least visually. And monsters were cool. But that’s all they ever were, evil villains and mindless monsters. The story could never be about them. We had to settle in design and setting. And then I saw this.
Doors opened for me. It painted out an idea I had always fumbled with, nebulously, but could never pinpoint. And here it was: Alien family dinners.
Now cut forward to the present day and here I am drawing Kobolds having tea parties, gnolls going on adventures, beholders making fruit salads, and whatever the hell Muschio is. It influenced my entire style to come. Monsters were cool. And now they could play some part out of role, have some influence beyond just being the thing guarding some cave the hero needs to enter. Hell, even the context of the joke is familiar, and one I’ve drawn more than once thematically.
In fact, the argument could be made that The Far Side influence me in a lot of other ways too
But perhaps we should leave it at that
I live with some cats and none of them are very bright but it takes a special kind of cat to get both paws stuck like this
I had to get him out, but the whole time he had his own plan, which consisted of “walk forward”
I wanted to say, re: that big post I made not that long ago about new difficulties and not getting dentistry money back
It was mostly about shit going down with my folks, but apparently that’s all blown over? I don’t know, my parents are weird people
Anyway I ended up getting that money to cover my recent tooth extraction after all
Things are looking pretty okay here actually
More of Caimon the Cajun Gator, with some Gillou to boot
I don’t know where she got a Big Rig but she’s officially over the
road line at this point
so this game called Starbound is coming out
In retrospect I should have posted some kind of context
be warned this is not for the faint of heart
Oh boy oh boy oh boy are you excited I know I am
A good friend of mine and talented 3D artist is doing a live modeling stream
He’s made up Cutebold models in the past, if you’ve seen those. I usually don’t reblog things much but I think this might be worth a look.
Here is a neat example of his work.
Every time I feel like the worst has passed, and I’m ready to get back into a productive routine, something terrible happens
This time I’m trying to focus. It’s rather personal so I probably won’t be going into detail at least for the time being, but it suffices to say: Something very fucked up and serious happened, and it will have long-term ramifications for me and my family, but in immediate and practical terms I personally am only really affected inasmuch as that I probably won’t be seeing that dentist money I was counting on. However, I can live with that. So I’m trying to work through it by just continuing my routine. Or maybe the impact of it hasn’t fully hit me yet. Either way I’m just trying to act like nothing’s happened.
What I am worried about is my brother, whom you may know I was living with until a few months ago. In the wake of this shit, he’s being kicked out by my psycho parents, who eagerly invited him to move back with them in the first place. I couldn’t give a shit about them, but I’m just hoping he’s okay.
I know he has friends in the area, I’m hoping one of them will be able to put him up until he’s gotten back on his feet and has a job and maybe can pay them back.
Unlike before, I’m not in a position to be able to help him this time. I wish I could, but things aren’t as simple as they once were.
I just hope next time I hear from him it’s good news.