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A bit of a Gremlins inspired tale. Only with a flip of roles with the cute animal being the evil one and the reptilian animal as the good one.

Set in an apartment complex, our title pets are initially kept by a mysterious woman in black and always with a briefcase.

While moving in, one of the attendees helps her. The kid [we'll call them Trish] is rewarded with choice of two pets: one of the many same fluffy creatures, a Fuzzball, in the suitcase. With the other being a one and only reptilian animal, a Bat-Goat, hanging upside down in a birdcage. Initially chose the reptile, naming them Rupert, but their mother was repulsed by the reptile, and had them take it back. However, a friend of their's [we'll call them Pat] who was present for the helping, thought to co-parent the animal: stays with the friend in their apartment, but remain under ownership of Trish. Not wanting to feel cheated out, they let Trish have one of the Fuzzballs.

Fuzzballs are in abundance with over 100 squished in the suitcase (a Mary Poppins suitcase) but the creatures don't mind. However, are incredibly high maintenance to train as to not become spoiled, often take after their owners, and can become dangerous. Other kids, one rich kid [Dori] and with family issues, find out about the Fuzzballs and steal a bunch [bribed the landlord into the room]. Dori names their's Floofles. Floofles being our villain.

Accidents start happening and death toll skyrockets when Floofles returns to the suitcase and releases every single one. Floofles kills Trish's Fuzzball for insubordination.

All the Fuzzballs are killed off and the final battle happens on the roof as a raging storm happens. Trish ends up hanging off the side of the building and before Floofles can slash their hands, Rupert scoops in. The loyal pet has a bit of their wing mebrane slashed in the scuffle. Rupert shoves himself and Floofles off the roof and to the streets below. Floofles is dead.

Once the calm has set in, Trish finds Rupert still alive, having landing on a discarded garbage bag. After everything, Trish's mother now accepts and allows Rupert to stay in their home.

At the end, the mysyerious woman has left the room vacant, as if no one was even there. With her suitcase and a new cage with a cloth drapped over it, she utters: "same story every time..."

The End...?

Here is the original sketches from years and years ago, 2016 most likely.

..And here are the updated designs.

Had thought to keep the Fuzzball from having too much a dramatic change when it goes evil: only gaining claws and [not drawn, but thought of recently] sharper canines.

Rupert. A set of concept sketches and finalized drawing. Why "Rupert"? Because its a un-typical pet name.

Rupert, the goodest of bois.

A sci fi retelling of the Hansel and Gretal tale.

Aliens, seeing the market potential of the large human populace, set up shop in a small town and market the hell out of a brand new beverage and food: Space Taste! Everyone goes crazy for it. Unaware that in reality we've just been made into cattle. Cattle now being fattened and prepped for peocessing. A sick twist were the consumer is now to be the consumed.

The highly addictive Space Taste product is meant to turn people into freaky fruit hybrids for meat-fruit pies! The latest food rage in the galaxy's space market.

Hans and Greta are brother and sister influencers-made-promoters/sponsored by Space Taste.

Design update of Hans and Greta.

The further bodily changes to Hans:

Only Greta learns of the horrible truth by accident by witnessing a board meeting. Being made up of aliens and humans; who have no issue with selling out their fellow man for profit. Hans doesn't believe his sister and keeps eating Space Taste.

The president and head of the whole operations, Mrs Candy, has her hungry eye set on Hans. Plans to reserve him for herself as a delicious meat-fruit pie.

Here’s one of the financiers and present for the meeting Greta witnesses.

Will the rest of humanity fall victim to Space Taste once it goes to the rest of the world's markets? Or will the operations be stopped in time?

Other characters include the the B-plot of the Space Taste story. Store owners/scalpers: Ralph, Irwin and their employee, Sal.

One of the horrible side effects from the prolonged eating of Space Taste is: grotesque physical changes, going completely mad from withdrawls and cannibalistic tendencies for both normal people and other transformed consumers. Real “Return of the Living Dead” type situation and it’s iteration of zombies.

Overlooking the town, a dark presence the Space Taste factory creates as it rests atop the hill. A reimagining of the witch cottage in the woods.

Even kings need their rest.

A series of commissions I've done for @sonofcelluloid84 over a period of time since last year.

"The Evil Made Flesh Blueberry"

We continue on with Violet Vs The EvBlue Dead (pt. 6)

With Violet's elimination imminent in the upcoming pages of the webcomic, felt it fitting to finally finish up and draw this sketch digitally for posting.

Among the faces on the demonic blueberry is Mrs Beauregarde, Violet and Mr Twit (who, with Mrs Twit, I'd put in this AU as the roles of Jake and Bobby Joe).

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With the toy line of Sectaurs and Boglins on the brain, I thought it'd be fun to make a puppet toy line of my own. Both those toylines had a puppet gimmick and made by the same man, Tim Clarke, who was a member of the Jim Henson company.

The Were Whale Wolf

Quick Context: A follow up to the Jekyll/Mx Hyde story. With werewolves getting their hands on transformative serums Jekyll made. For the purpose of seeing what else he can do with his skill. Ingesting causes the drinker to become hybrids temporarily. Most are random, but there are transformations that are puns such as later with a Werewolf Spider.