Thursday, April 24, 2014
Thursday, April 3, 2014
WEEK TEN- Mystery
Tension builds in a generally quiet, rural town several local dogs go missing. What makes it more upsetting is that they don't disappear one by one but instead all at once. The increasingly anxious public is quick to blame an elderly gentleman, Mr. Wilcox, for the deed. Mr. Wilcox was know for having a general dislike for animals and would frequently get in shouting matches with neighborhood dogs while out on his daily walks.
Local law enforcement makes a move to investigate by visiting Wilcox house for questioning. They ask him a series of questions, but the old man is uncooperative. He doesn't talk but lets out a series of odd sounds. Sounds you wouldn't expect a human to make.
In fact, the general way he moves is bizarre. It's not uncommon for a man of his age to not have the best control over his body, but this is an extreme case. The investigators also find it strange that he is wearing his coat and hat indoors. And was his face always so...dog like?
No, this isn't right. In the middle of the questioning, one of the investigators lurches forward and pulls the hat from Mr. Wilcox's head to reveal the drooping face of a bull dog. The law men stare in shock as the clothes tumble to the floor and several dogs tumble out. They scatter, running for their lives.
"It was the dogs..."
"...what."
"It was the dogs all along."
The two investigators move to the back yard where they find a dirt pile. And sure enough, buried beneath, is Wilcox's body. The dogs had murdered the old man and tried to cover up by living out his life for him.
"I guess the dogs were the ones with the bone to pick."
Nobody laughs because it's a terrible joke.
Local law enforcement makes a move to investigate by visiting Wilcox house for questioning. They ask him a series of questions, but the old man is uncooperative. He doesn't talk but lets out a series of odd sounds. Sounds you wouldn't expect a human to make.
In fact, the general way he moves is bizarre. It's not uncommon for a man of his age to not have the best control over his body, but this is an extreme case. The investigators also find it strange that he is wearing his coat and hat indoors. And was his face always so...dog like?
No, this isn't right. In the middle of the questioning, one of the investigators lurches forward and pulls the hat from Mr. Wilcox's head to reveal the drooping face of a bull dog. The law men stare in shock as the clothes tumble to the floor and several dogs tumble out. They scatter, running for their lives.
"It was the dogs..."
"...what."
"It was the dogs all along."
The two investigators move to the back yard where they find a dirt pile. And sure enough, buried beneath, is Wilcox's body. The dogs had murdered the old man and tried to cover up by living out his life for him.
"I guess the dogs were the ones with the bone to pick."
Nobody laughs because it's a terrible joke.
WEEK NINE- Springbreak
For now, I'm uploading a comic I started working on in class that I'm hoping to finish. Even though it wasn't during spring break, this deserves an upload.
WEEK EIGHT- Direction Comics
Thursday, February 27, 2014
WEEK SEVEN- Family Comic
Based off a story my mom and aunt like to retell a lot.
One day when she was little, my mom got bored and decided to fake her own death using ketchup and a kitchen knife. My aunt was fully convinced.
One day when she was little, my mom got bored and decided to fake her own death using ketchup and a kitchen knife. My aunt was fully convinced.
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
WEEK FIVE- Character Sketch Comic
A character sketch of myself in comic form.
I have a long history of my ankles giving out on me at the worst moments, both physically and metaphorically. So I thought this would be pretty fitting. :)
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