Well, it’s official. A month of sick people sucks up all my time for strips. This week it is just a sketch. Sorry. As I am getting over being sick, my daughter gets sick, then my son. Raging fever. Sigh. Strip will be finished Thurs. the 12th. No more sickness, plz…
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If you were hoping for a comic strip… Yay! You get your Thanksgiving wish! :) Sorry for no writing to accompany the strip this time. Maybe next time!
Happy Turkey Day, everyone! May you eat your fill of whatever your heart desires… unless it’s brains… and then we’ll have to get out the shot gun. Bad Granny!
And we return to the primary colors again! The three about to meet up with our heroes (counting the sheep as one entity) shall remain nameless for now but I wonder if you can guess who they are? ;)
Oh, and there was a nasty flu or whatever bug goin’ ’round so thanks for your patience on the strip!
Apologies. The strip is behind due to a lack of energy, my daughter puking, and now I have an upset stomach. Really don’t wanna puke. Gotta stop working on stuff… Look for the finished strip next Thursday due to the coming holiday schedule bearing down on me.
Instead of the yearly Halloween poster/pin-up, I just went straight to the next strip because it fit so well, falling on Halloween and all. As far as the title is concerned, I am showing my age ;)
This strip has loads of color. It is story-related and I can’t reveal it just yet but have fun theorizing! Keep in mind that the characters see in full color and I simply highlight things with color to make them stand out as important for the readers. Thanks for reading and Happy Halloween!
As shriveled limbs pushed the sarcophagus lid aside, a truly gruesome creature unfurled from the tomb. It was putrid greenish-grey and had a ghoulish mouth upturned into the devil’s own grin, filled with sharp teeth. The nose cavernous, the eyes deep black pits, each orifice held within its chasm an odd glow hard to make out from a distance but it was the overall sight and the smell that staggered the heroes. The stench of it curled forth like grasping hands about one’s throat.
The encroaching mist was the immediate threat Goldie perceived. She drew Excalibur from her left thigh and swashed at the oncoming yellowish haze. A gold glow similar to that of her cursed hair encircled the legendary blade like armor as it cut through the mist. It scattered and retreated away from the radiant gleam, only to spread out to the adjoining chambers just as the red and blue mists were doing…
Hope you think it was worth the wait:)
:::EDIT::: I don’t know how it got unnoticed for so long but there was a layer missing from the published strip — the three colored mist! That is now corrected. Sorry!
Her visor rising, Alice gulped. Her nerves were already unsettled by their previous encounter with the three ghost pigs. Now this!
Oh, she saw a second shard alright… “Wh-why is it moving?”
Goldie didn’t hear. Her sole focus was picking the rather tricky final lock in front of her. At last, her skills prevailed. With a pop and a click, the sarcophagus cover was finally freed. The assassin smirked at her unparalleled ability. “Got it.”
Goldie tossed the lock aside. As it left her hand, it took on an aqua glow which receded the closer it got to the ground.
Alice’s teeth chattered. Something was creeping in the stillness. She glanced up, saw Miss Muffet hanging from the ceiling without a care. She called to her two other companions, hoping they weren’t too far to hear her quavering voice. It felt like… like something was coming. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and the same fear she felt around the ghosts assailed her once more.
Goldie, assaulted by a growing sense of ‘not right’, froze in place. Why was there always something bad associated with things that were ‘just right’, were her grumbling thoughts as her muscles tensed, ready for a quick defensive stance.
The loud clang! of the lock striking the stone floor rang in the silence, its parting glow snuffed out. With that small warding beacon extinguished, the lid of the sarcophagus shifted with a grating, scraping whine. A creepy, three-colored mist flowed out, puffing out the single lamp in the room. With the magical glow of Goldie’s cursed hair the only light in the room, it set the terrifying stage for a new sound to emerge from the bowels of the sarcophagus; a sound reminiscent of fingernails on a chalkboard wrapped around an evil laugh. It trickled out, echoed in the stone antechamber, and froze Alice with renewed fear.
When an elongated, shriveled hand emerged to pry the sarcophagus lid further away, Alice let loose a blood-curdling scream.
Apologies for the half-finished strip. Still a work in progress due to it being October. It’s a yearly thing. As soon as October rolls around, the following are bound to follow: 2 birthdays (one being mine, yesterday, the 16th), 1 anniversary, at least 1 haunted house, planning for my son’s birthday on 11.11.13, planning for the SNAFUCon which I will be attending again this year in about a week and a half(Come see me!!), and currently I am involved also in a once-in-a-lifetime writing contest, not to mention my jobs as a florist and a mom. So, again, the strip is a bit delayed but the finished will replace this half one in a day or two. Ciao!