When You Said William Was Kinda Protective Of Sugarglider I Just Couldn't Stop Imagining Sugarglider

When you said William was kinda protective of Sugarglider I just couldn't stop imagining Sugarglider just minding her own business and seeing Dave and being like: Nope. (But also I'm kinda confused, is William and Dave the same person?)

Yeah, but there is something that William uses that allow him to transform between his William and Dave persona and body type. Kinda like Jekyll and Hyde, but they're both evil, just their own different kind of evil.

William is perky, mischeivous, but an evil fatherly inventor kind of figure.

Dave is a typically grumpy, short fused, and manic kinda figure. Still retains fatherly figure, but more sharp edged than William's 'soft edge.'

Dave is also has a sweet tooth, (moreso than William), so you'd often see him on a sugar high, which is where a lot of his usual peppiness comes from, if he is showing it.

I don't quite know WHAT the thing he uses is yet, but there is some magic in this universe, (as shown with the existence of Lazlo and Wess), so it is possible enough for it to happen... heh

Thanks for the question! I love getting questions!

A WIP of a redo of a drawing from the prompt: “Mask”. 

The original was very simple, and I will be redoing the original directly as well, but i wanted to do a much more complex and contextual/story wise drawing from the original as well. 

I will tell the story in the finished product though... 

I really like what i have so far, but obviously there are some mistakes. Thats why this is a WIP

Example of villain going crazy in The Painter Next Door

(OK, sorry for yesterday’s version of this, I was kinda in a hurry about posting this, so... 

This is an example of the villain from The Painter Next Door freaking out insane/angry. This story is NOT The Painter Next Door itself, but is rather a crossover of all of my stories and favorite stories together, but it was/is a scene that is good example of him freaking out, but is different from the scene i am trying to write that i am still needing help with the dialogue in the official “The Painter Next” Door novel).

Some context before I begin, I don’t know if the individual "” is messing with is already dead, meaning an old corpse or old victim, or if it is one of the main characters. If it is one of the main characters, this is not going to be the introduction to him, if it is an old victim, it would probably be his introduction.

The room is dark, mostly, but there is a spotlight focusing on a single individual holding a paintbrush and palette and working on an art piece. The said art piece is not in the shot.

Cam is now in the POV of the art piece, showing the individual painting on it. The artists says some dialogue, but specific is unknown right now. All I know is that it wouldn’t be weird at first glance, as the readers believe that the art piece is a classic canvas, but it would be weird if he was talking to a person or something.

Cam is now focusing behind the artist, but the artist is still in the shot. The door behind him slams open, a bright yellow light filters into the room. The artist’s expression shows that he is a mix of startled and frustrated.

If I turn this into an animation rather than a simple comic, the next scene would still have the artist in the shot. Showing him frustratedly huff and then annoyedly turn around.

Cam is now focusing purely on the open door, a silluete stands in it. A big dialogue bubble screams: “"”!”

The cam now focuses on "”, the artist, still looking miffed, his art piece still out of shot. “What?” He asks.

Camera focuses on the individual in the doorway again. The person is stepping into the room, revealing it to be: (I don’t know right now, but there are more than one candidates).

“Is the experiment almost done?” The other askes, his expression reads slight judgement.

Camera is now in a position that shows both "” and his “project”. His back is still to the other, his hand that held the paintbrush is in the shot. It shows that the project wasn’t a canvas, but rather being a person tied up! The person is gagged and tied to a chair or whatever the villains use for the flat tilting table thing. (I know it has a name, but I don’t remember what the word was.) Their face is red, with what the audience will believe is paint. (It is revealed later that is was most likely blood. (Yeah, this comic isn’t the most child-friendly comic in the world, it would be kind of like Harley Quinn, but without the cursing and visual bloodshed. The mention of blood will be present, and given context, in "”’s case, would be used “creatively”.).

“Don’t rush the artwork!” "” mumbles, scowling, clearly showing distain for the other person who had entered the room.

The other sighs and flicks on a light switch. The lights come on.

The room becomes bright, showing the room is a mix of an insane asylum cell, an artist studio and a villains lair. Abstract paintings are hung on the walls and pedestals with weird looking clay sculptures on them are scattered around the room.

There is an art table on one of the sides of the room, where instead of a can of red paint, there are vials of what appear to be red liquid that clearly isn’t paint. There are also syringes and other random chemicals. A bottle reading sleeping pills and another reading pain killers are also seen in the shot.

In the middle of the room, where "” and the other individual stand, there is either an operating table that is pulled up vertically or a simple wooden chair, and on/in whichever I choose, a random individual is tied.

“They won’t wait forever you know.” The other individual comments, crossing his arms, “There IS a deadline.”

“And THAT deadline is plenty of time away!” "” replies, jabbing a finger into the other’s chest, “If they want perfection, they will have to wait! Whether they want to or not!”

The other swats "”’s hand away in disgust, and sneers as they notice that it left a stain of green paint on their (shirt or jacket, depending on whoever I choose to be them).

“Don’t touch me with your grimy hands.” They grumble, before grabbing a clean cloth from their pocket and carefully dabbing at the stain.

"” rolls his eyes and turns towards the “project” again.

“Get out, then,” "” shooed the other away, “Leave me to my work or I’ll tell them that you were the reason I was late.”

The other grumbles before turning towards the door.

Before fully leaving he stops, puts a hand on the door frame and glances behind him menacingly.

“Oh by the way, they wanted me to tell you, that they are expecting you to be before them, at midnight.”

He then leaves.

At first, "” seems indifferent, and is about to say something else, but then suddenly realizes what the other had said.

“Wait, what!?” He screams, holding his head, totally freaked out….

He turns around back towards the doorway, which had been closed by the other individual with magic. In this case, only the person who closed it, could reopen it again.

Even though "” knows he cannot do anything about this, he runs up to where the door used to be and began banging on the wall.

“NO! They gave me more time than that!” He screamed, “They told me so in the letter!”

End of scene

New scene from the hero’s Point of view

End of scene

New scene whenever it focuses on "”

Camera suddenly comes back into focus with "” furiously slashing things off of his work desk. The items fly and crash onto the floor. Camera doesn’t immediately focus on his face, but rather mostly just on his swiping action and the desk.

Camera then focuses on his face, he is shown having lost his mind, holding his head like an insane psychopath. An insanity/stress induced smile is spread on his face, sweat drips down, his pupils pinpricks.

“NO!” "” gasps/screams, sweat dripping down his face, “They told me I had a week! Its only Wednesday!”

He begins to nervously giggle insanely. It is supposed to be creepy and stressed sounding.

“WORK FASTER YOU CHEMICALISTIC TORMENTOR!” He screams, shaking the victim by the shoulders, who whines concernedly and frantically as they are shaken. The chair legs slam into the floor with loud bangs as it is stiffly rattled.

After being shaken, the victim simply scowls at him, clearly used to, and fed up with the awful treatment and just looks rather judgmental at "”, who was acting rather hypocritical, due to him being the actual tormentor.

Charlie ignores the look given to him by the victim and slowly backs away, appearing to gaze off into the emptiness of nothing. His hands fidgeting with the other’s fingers. The stressed and insane smile still plastered on his face, there could possibly be slight drool subconsciously being dripped.

Suddenly, it appears he gets an idea, an insane, demented, excited and happy expression replaces his stressed and fearful look. His head slowly perks up, his normal insane smile returns, an evil glint in his eyes. He begins to laugh evilly, rather than the nervous giggles he had previously released.

Cam goes to show the victim’s reaction to this, his scared expression and reactions returning, as he had never seen "” in such an excited and insane manner, even when he had first begun doing whatever he had done to him.

“I know precisely what would speed everything up!” "” seethes through his teeth, turning towards his desk, where a bottle labeled “” (Gotta admit I didn’t know this would quite go this way, so I don’t have a chemical name prepared right now for this), and a syringe lay.

Camera is now behind the bottle and syringe, with the two props super close to them, to the point that they are blurry.  “” in the background is less blurry and shows him approaching the items on the table.

When "” stops and begins reaching out, the two items become non-blurry and "” becomes blurry.

"” picks the items up.

Camera technically follows the items up, as "” brings them closer to his face. He opens the bottle; the bottle releases a hissing sound as if there was also some kind of gas inside of it as well as whatever else. “” ferociously stabs the needle of the syringe into the bottle, liquid splashes slightly out of the bottle from the force.

Cam focuses on the syringe as it begins filling up with the liquid. (I don’t know what color the stuff would be, but it would be a specific color rather than see through or white. White just seems very suggestive, even when it isn’t supposed to be.)

An enemy in my comic in planning called, Twisted Shore. 

At the moment, this boss is called Ceiling Boss, because he comes from the ceiling. But he will get a better name when it comes to the point in the story where he shows up. 

But in reality, he is representative of the MC’s memory of her father, who was a drunkard and an abuser. 

In monster form, he is an obese, 9 armed monstrous drunkard thing that has other smaller forms in the beginning of the comic, but his full form is this. 

He is a weird fat, belchy, violently drunk, 9 armed, terror that hangs from the bar’s ceiling.

When he is not attacking and being violent, he is grabbing for any alcohol and beer that he can get his hands on and chugging them. 

I am presently working on designing the boss, presently called Ceiling Boss. (Name is placeholder) He is representative of the MC's father, who was a drunkard and an abuser. The monster is a weird fat, drunk, four armed, terror that hangs from the bar's ceiling. When he is not attacking and being violent, he is grabbing for any alcohol and beer he can get his hands on and chugging them.

One of the major villains in Twisted Shore!

How he is connected to the MAIN villain, i wont say for spoilery reasons. 

He is called The Ringleader/Bloodsucking Blobfish.

Or face sucking, but that just sounds wrong. 

He is a kissy evil ass, but due to his large/tall size and height, he often smothers/suffocates those who he kisses. And because of this, he usually uses it as punishments for those who wrong him.... usually if they’re female. If they’re male, he usually siccs his minions, his circus crew, on them...

Yes, this drawing needs some touchups, but i am just glad i got his design down. This isnt even his boss form. 

I used a lot of time trying to figure out his face/head shape, all i knew was that i wanted him to have big lips, large disproportioned overweight figure, small legs, (although i might need to make them smaller), and a prosthetic leg that is disturbing. 

The prosthetic leg is that of an insect, and weirdly acts as if it is actually a part of his body... its not. But it can move on its own without being attached to his body...

ew

His circus crew include:

The snake charmer

The Contortionist

The trapeze artist

The twins

The melting man - (twisted version of the firebreather/swallower)

Muscleman/strongman

The Puppeteer

Finished product of the Mask prompt!

I worked really hard on the arms and i am really proud of them! 

The story is this, I woke up in the middle of the night in pain, mostly around the face, so i go into the bathroom thinking that perhaps my CD player fell on my face again.

But when i look in the mirror, i see that my face is cracking and falling apart, as if my entire being was a ceramic mask, and on the inside is my evil side, TUO!

I try to piece my face back together, but then my arms are controlled by TUO, and instead of fixing it, my arms continue to peel and pick away at the mask, assisting in TUO’s escape.

Yeah, i really like this one.