Okay mantis-girl’s name is Linda
I didn’t want to give her a cartoon mantis pun name like A-MANTIS-da because that seems really racist
you don’t see anyone running around named A-HUMAN-da
So someone on 4chan said “unless all women are preying mantises”
damn it I have too many monstergirls as it is
no name for her yet
Agua, the Cactus-Monstergirl, gets her time to shine
you might want to take precautions if you’re going to hug her
Most of my monstergirls so far are pretty tall
Someone asked for “a spidergal the size of a basketball with big boobs” so here’s my attempt at that
Weaver drew a cute harpy girl and i couldn’t say no
It looks like my Monstergirl newcomer Paula is already making waves
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
