HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW!
IT'S ME, CLARK!
There is a madness deep in the dark catacombs of Castle Clarkenstein. For years these claustrophobic corridors have been the home of the ghoulish giraffe himself, watching as the world passes by. He prefers it this way. It gives him more time alone with the voices. The voices tell him many strange things. Yet they always come back to one: make more monsters! Everyday they tell him this. Everyday he is unable to comply. Hey, being a mad scientist on a budget means he can’t afford the fancy scientific equipment needed to breathe life into newborn abominations. Guy’s gotta afford pizza somehow. Luckily, he has discovered a way of sorts to please the voices. During all those years of watching, Dr. Clarkenstein noticed a particular pattern. Every night during October saw artists posting new pictures based on peculiar prompts. Many of them based on children of the night. While the spotted specter might not be able to craft new zombies, he can sure as heck sketch’m! As such, I provide this friendly warning to you all now: Be afraid. Few people can survive the horrors that are DUDELZ of the Damned!
By that I mean I decided to do my own take on Sketchtober this year just minus the prompts. Anybody gotta problem with that? Tough, cuz I already drew this crap so you might as well check it out.
Bumper is a mystery. Nobody knows when he died, how long ago the deed was done, or who did it. All we know now is that he is a child-like spirit who can only speak one word: Boo. Despite not knowing much about his own origin, the floating marshmallow is more than contempt with living an adventurous life with his family whenever not making new friends. However, one shouldn’t be caught assuming the friendly specter doesn’t have a dark side. It rarely comes out, but is a sight to behold nonetheless. Revealed only when the spirit is angry or agitated, the small spook becomes a hulking, haunting mass of fear! Gone are his pudgy digits in favor of sharp claws, his round, caring eyes swapped out for white, lifeless dots surrounded by a ghoulish gray, even his Boo becomes a deafening wail! For others this form proves frightening. For the Swamp Gang it’s a sign that the little ghostly goober needs a nap.
Just like this drawing needs an explanation! Back in 2017 I had sketched a ‘scary’ version of Bumper for no particular reason. Whether it was an idea for a story or just a random scribbling didn’t really matter, so the idea was left behind. That is until June of this year when the Dungeon Moron @burningthrucelluloid decided to pull the wool out from under me. During the Curse of Strahd campaign, Crocie managed to find his otherworldly companion within the titular blood sucker’s domicile. However, by then a week had passed and Strahd had gaslit the spirit into thinking the reptile had abandoned him. Why Bumper would believe that when the vampire was the one who torched his original body and held him hostage for all the time is anybody’s guess. Gaps in logic aside, the floating marshmallow transformed a dark, snarling, horrendous version of himself Alec referred to as 'Dark Bumper'. Making it all the more spookier was the fact that I hadn't shown him my sketch until after that session. It was after doing so I realized I shouldn't let a cool design go to waste, thus utilizing it for this DUDEL. Here’s hoping you all enjoy it and that Bumper is really just a double agent.
MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!
HAVING SAID ALL THAT: Two Bumper DUDELZ in a row? Jee Clark, I love the undead goober but don't you have other characters to draw? Yes, and I do plan on drawing more of them soon. However, do to prior art projects demanding my attention, there won't be any more DUDELZ for the next few days. This was the last one I had in the reserves, scheduled to be posted later on this month, but I didn't wanna leave you folks hanging. So here's one last DUDEL before we enter a temporary pause.
I have some regrets related to my decisions but I DON’T REGRET DRAWING THIS... I need real pain meds omg.
But! @corgigem‘s delightful Gemsona, Crocidolite, arrived in game and I immediately had to draw her. What an absolute treat. I don’t draw spooky characters, and honestly, she’s very sweet, but this boogeyman reaper was just too good to resist!
For people trapped in The Lore, I already drew her adorable pearl, Butterfly, with my Chocolate bby... The symmetry tool really is my savior, wow.
HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW!
IT'S ME, CLARK!
There is a madness deep in the dark catacombs of Castle Clarkenstein. For years these claustrophobic corridors have been the home of the ghoulish giraffe himself, watching as the world passes by. He prefers it this way. It gives him more time alone with the voices. The voices tell him many strange things. Yet they always come back to one: make more monsters! Everyday they tell him this. Everyday he is unable to comply. Hey, being a mad scientist on a budget means he can’t afford the fancy scientific equipment needed to breathe life into newborn abominations. Guy’s gotta afford pizza somehow. Luckily, he has discovered a way of sorts to please the voices. During all those years of watching, Dr. Clarkenstein noticed a particular pattern. Every night during October saw artists posting new pictures based on peculiar prompts. Many of them based on children of the night. While the spotted specter might not be able to craft new zombies, he can sure as heck sketch’m! As such, I provide this friendly warning to you all now: Be afraid. Few people can survive the horrors that are DUDELZ of the Damned!
By that I mean I decided to do my own take on Sketchtober this year just minus the prompts. Anybody gotta problem with that? Tough, cuz I already drew this crap so you might as well check it out.
It is said a monster once menanced the mundane town of Milton, Georgia. The year was 1816, the same year Doc Clarkenstein inherited his family’s enormous estate. By then the young giraffe had been attending school in order to advance the field of biochemistry. It was all he could do to cope with the loss of his family. Being the last of the Clarkensteins was a horrifying revelation for the spotted student. Made no better by the fact that he had yet to meet a woman, settle down, and have a child of his own. What if he died tomorrow? His proud heritage would be lost then and there. Death, it seemed, was his ultimate enemy. Faced with this proposition, the one man clearly had one course of action: conquer death. Should he discover the secrets of restoring life to those already passed, then surely he would have nothing to fear! Except maybe the uptight heads of the university, who disbarred the madman after he proposed his theories to him. As far as they cared, only God may tamper with life itself. Well if God didn’t want the disavowed doctor to meddle with the afterlife, why would he give him this idea anyway? Who were these stuffy scholars to tell the grieving man that he couldn��t bring back the dead? None of them could stop him. Especially now that his family home was fitted with what he needed: a proper lab filled with body parts harvested from nearby cemeteries. Most of them having belonged to American crocodiles for some oddly specific reason. Eh, beggars can’t be choosers. With all of this assembled, the young doctor gave birth to a new form of creature: Crocenstein!
Much like the AH Wolf, Crocenstein is yet another idea I’ve had for a while. The idea first sprang up in a Halloween comic for 2014 exploring Bumper’s fear of Ghostbusters. After the little ghostly goober is zapped at, slimmed, and set ablaze as a giant marshmallow, the comic ends with Crocie giving his wife the stinky eye for showing him the flick. It’s there we can see my original Crocenstein design, which wasn’t that good in hindsight. Ignoring how derivative it is of the design made famous in the films, the clothes he’s wearing are too clean and there’s few indications that he’s essentially a zombie. Dude’s supposed to look dead, not like he has an exaggerated forehead. That’s not even getting into the problems with Alberta’s Bride, but that’s a subject for another DUDEL. For now I just knew my buddy’s monstrous variant needed an update. After drawing this picture twice, I think it’s safe to say it came out looking good. Gone are the clothes in favor of different body parts from various species of crocodilian and reptiles. Unlike his book counterpart, Doc Clarkenstein isn’t too picky about parts. Especially when the end results look so cool regardless! Expect more of this monster in the future, but for now I hope you all enjoy this DUDEL!
Per la prima volta in Italia è stato possibile ammirare oggetti la cui squisita fattura viene arricchita e nobilitata dalla patina del tempo. I 32 pezzi provenienti dalle raccolte dell'Armeria del Cremlino (orecchini, bracciali, corone, croci e collari, scatole e tabacchiere) coprono infatti un arco di tempo che dal XII secolo arriva fino ai primi anni del '900 in una continuità di gusto e di stile che resterà nella cultura del popolo russo e che, ripresa dalle fabbriche sovietiche, arriva fino a noi.
He loves to swim a lot of times, he lives in a crystal cave because he's nocturnal and his favorite food, crystals are in the cave too, he can shapeshift into a dragon, or an alligator and also can change his size to become big dragon size or his alligator size.
He had a big aggressive brother named croci the crocodile lion dragon pegasus, he only attacks that's crosses him or messing with his little brother. He had the same power as gator except he also had mind control powers
I think I’m on the ace spectrum 🤔 I’ve been thinking a lot about attraction recently and the more I think about it the more I’m like hmm have I ever actually been attracted to people?? and then I called my friend and we were talking about it and she was like
“yeah even from what you’ve told me about the people you’ve had crushes on, you mostly talk about their personality and how you like them as a person, not really about how attractive they are”
and the fact that she noticed something even from before is so cool to me and I love her very much. Idk I’m just thinking about it more and it’s so clear to me that I don’t really find people attractive? Like I do but it a “people are attractive because they’re people and they’re conventionally attractive” type of way? Idk if that makes sense
and then I was also thinking about my relationship with my ex, and how I didn’t really find them attractive, but they were attractive to me? because I was dating them? it’s all very demisexual feeling to me. Idk I’m just looking at my dating/crushing trends and I guess I’m just not attracted to people? Until I get to know them? and then they’re attractive to me/I can imagine myself doing sexy things with them? Even with my last tinder date, I explained her to my friend as “I was on my way to finding them attractive”
idk this is me rambling partly because I only know one two people in my life who I can actually talk to them about this and I’ve already talked to them and I’m just kinda feeling like I can breath? Because I finally (kind of) figured this out and I love having realizations of my sexuality/queer identity and I also want to talk to more acespec people because I don’t have anyone irl who can relate to what I’m feeling
Rather than let my body recover at all, I cranked out forward-facing portraits of Tiger and Tree Daphne to match the Crocidolite one I did a while ago! (As usual, Croci belongs to @corgigem)
There's more I'd like to do for Tiger, but I really wanted to get the resemblance down! Daphne wants what the Gems she's met all seem to have--a voice; a face; a name; freedom to leave her grove. And she hopes that by copying Tiger and Croci she'll be able to get more than that, too.
...She didn't ask about copying their faces, though, so she's on kind of thin ice.