Hi, haven't done a journal in a while, here's what I was thinking about doing but haven't drawn much of yet and thank you for checking this out. Ahem:
Some of you who may like British style Wit and humor, may appreciate the following idea I am toying around with, although this type of humor most definitely doesn't preside with the British alone, (apologies to whomever), I cannot help myself, for you see, the madness of my creativity faculty is under the control of absolutely no one, least of all me. and I love parodies and paying homage to the greats.. etc etc..
I have a plan so subtle, you can put a bright yellow raincoat on it and call it a banana.
I'm thinking that Figit Dee, or Mister D, needs a 'pea-body', a sort of globular snot like creature resembling a crude but effective impersonation of the contents of someones handkerchief after a rather loud and productive blow. This rather revolting idea of a creature, will be Mister D's servant and Mister D would be Lynn's servant- that is her magical servant.
For you see, Mister D's plight would be to ingratiate himself into the service of a human person, for the purpose of completing his trials as a magic ferret-dragon... whereas unfortunately, his Pea-Body, whom we shall call "Badgers", dreams to work his way up to the level of 'Git' but he can somehow manage to pull off magic, in much the same way a leper can somehow manage to pull off parts of their body. But aside from that, Badgers is fresh out of Dragon- Magic school and you should be pleased to know, that he is the first in his class, which isn't much, considering he was the only one in his class.. but the less said about that the better. This type of relationship, laced ever so subtly with banter, jokes and wit pertaining to perversions and innuendo, has potential for great appeal, I believe and hope. Here is some of what I was thinking..
I have a Subtle plan to get you out of writing this journal. In fact, if you got a moment, it is a plan so subtle that you can move to it, raise up a small town with kids and cattle, and six months later you could be dining in the mayors mansion drinking gallons of wine and eating all of finest Fillet Mignon the kingdom had to offer, while dozens of barefooted french peasant girls frolic up and down the hall singing "Oh What a Beautiful Morning", before it hits you..."This is a Subtle plan."
Title idea 1.) Stump and CircumstanceLynn: Oh, Mr. Dee, I don't want to be a lowly peasant girl forever, I want to find that perfect man who will come and sweep me off my feet!Mr. D: "Foot" ma'am. You want to find that perfect man who will sweep you off your 'foot'.Lynn: OOOH Mr. Dee, you know what I mean... I just want to have that graceful dance in the middle of the Ballroom floor and he dips me back, and, well, I don't need to tell you what comes next
(she grins)Mr. D: The vomiting? Lynn: Eew, no Mr. Dee! "The Kiss" of course..
(her eye gets all starry as she looks up, imagining)Mr. D: Right, of course. Madam, I'm afraid you have all the elegance of a Turtle Curling Team from Na pal when it comes to grace, and as for dancing, there are rocks in the Sahara desert who can dance better than you. Lynn: Well yes, of course.. any bucket of slop will know that.. Hmm... there must be some way to help me.
Just then a blob of goo, creeps it's way down Lynn's forehead. Lynn stiffens up in disgust... Lynn:
(screaming) Oh my crap! W-W-What is that!??? Get it off meeee! EEEEEEEEK!
(in a raised but stern voice) Not to worry milady, it's just Badgers, my Pea-body.
(Dee, walks up to Lynn's face and says to Badgers who is just drooping there) Badgers, ffwhat are you doing on Miss Lynn's head?Badgers:
(in a real smug voice) I am demonstrating my subtle plan to get miss Lynn that gallant chap she always dreamed about.
(just then Lynn's face turns into an 'aw' face)Mr. D: I seeLynn: Aw! good
(sitting back and sighing), your pet bugger may have just saved me, Figit.Mr. D: I wouldn't get your hopes up too much Ma'am, Badgers' idea of a subtle plan is as subtle as a horse trying to pass itself off as a pianist by wearing a tutu. But do go on Badgers, what have you got?
Badgers: Well, I will attach myself to where her arm used to be, and I'll just hang there...Mr. D:
(face down looking up through top of eyes) I see, and how is this going to attract Lynn a gallant stallion of a man?Badgers:
(holding up 3 olive picks he says): With these Mister Dee.
(Badgers then sticks them in the end of his elongated globular form)Lynn:
(holding up her shoulder stump) Hmmm.. nope, I don't get it. Mr. D: So, let me see if I can wrap my head around this, your subtle plan is to hang down off of her stump, looking like the worlds longest cave worm with 3 olive picks sticking out of your rough end? Well, you did it Badgers.
(with smug cheesy grin) Aw thank you Mister Dee....
: Please, let me finish. Just when I thought you could not have gone any further past zero, you surprised me yet again. I mean, how did you even get out of Magic-School. There are blades of grass that blow about in the wind that come up with greater subtle plans than you do Badgers..
Badgers: Well I'm not finished. You know how you're good at magic and what not?
(under his voice) Yeeeees?Badgers: Well I figured I can do up some magic and 'poof': I look just like her arm.Mr. D: "Poof" Badgers? You coudn't go 'poof' if I turned you into gunpowder and hosed you with a flame thrower. Badgers: Oh yeah, that's right.Mr. D:
(face palming) Ugh.. no, no, nice try Badgers, but it looks like I will have to come up with some subtle way to get, this lopsided mangy peasant girl the man of her dreams... perhaps then, I can graduate from human-services into the freer realm of planetary services.
Lynn: Oi, did you just call me mangy? I'll have you know mister, that I'm a top notch sort of gal, any good man will see that.
Mr. D: Providing he was blind, milady, and had a fetish for danglely snotty things drooping from inappropriate places.. no no, I shall retire at once to my magical lair, ma'am, and work laboriously to outwit Badgers brilliant plan.
(badgers and Mr Dee exit thru door)
(scene fades to black, only to have sign that says: 30 seconds later. Figit and Badgers return)Lynn: That was quick Mr Dee?
Mr. D: Yes milady, there are samples of undiscovered soil in the rain forest basin of the Amazon who can come up with a more subtle plan than Badgers, and I think I may have found the trick to help your appearance... Lynn:
(sitting up all eager looking) OH? go on! what is it?
Then this is the idea he later comes up with in part- I will have to figure out a way to draw Badgers, so it looks like something real lowly.. just an idea.
You get the idea. It's not edited, and not refined, but might make for an interesting parody-like animation/play... ? or not..