#214: The Ghost of the Casserole

     I'm back from trick-or-treating! I was Napoleon Dynamite, which required me to meet the demand with an extensive series of "frickin' sweet"s and "Tina, come get some ham"s. Gots to give the people what they want. Anywho, time for another Halloween-y post for you guys: the Ghost of the Casserole! Let this story serve as a cautionary tale to all who are considering becoming a maniacle dictator, including my younger sister. Long, long ago in the JC-Verse of old, Moostáki the Unjust ruled over the European kingdom of Cruelandia and drove his subjects off the mediforical cliff of tolerance. He literally walked all over his people because he believed the ground's germs would tarnish his supreme excellence. He put a kingdom-wide tax on oxygen. But no amount of fantastical face follicles can make up for that much jerkiness, for in the present day his ghost has been reincarnated into a moldy casserole. That's right, guys. Karma don't play. With sliverware arms, spam feet, googley eyes, and a fake stache made of canine fur clumps to replace his old one, this deep dish dictator still attempts to regain his power in the present day USA. Well, at least until Mrs. Sanderson tosses him in the trash.

FANTASTIC FOUR: JACOBIFIED VERSION

     Ladies and gentlemen, a cover of a cover! I love any excuse to do something Marvel related around here, so when I thought of making this, I couldn't resist. Two more debut cover remakes will be coming soon, along with a new installment of my Marvel Earth 600 series, so prepare yourself for the sheer Marvelocity. Excelsior, my peeps!

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213: Yamusuko

     Sorry I'm posting so late, guys. I spent most of today at one of my compadres' houses for his birthday party. I was the guy operating a safe haven upstairs for all the kids who wished to escape the chaos. Anyway, time to get the spookiness started with a new character: Yamusuko! In the yeeeaaar two-thousaannnnnd, the government discovered something that, at a time before blueberry-esque aliens and talking tomboy catttle were landing on Earth, was considered pretty darn abnormal: A supply of living metal deep under da sea. Not "Andy's toys when he's not looking" living, more like "algae you scrape off the side of your pet fishy's tank" living. Nevertheless, the stuff was harvested and used to make cool stuff like exo-suits , but little did they know it had a different purpose. And that purpose was to become this guy. Long ago, the Universal Force of Evil placed the odd alloy on Earth, right off the coast of Japan. One day, it planned to choose a person it believed to be the worst of them all, and place his/her spirit in an armor of that living metal once he/she bit the dust. That indubitably bad being would then rise from the depths as the Yamusuko, an undead warrior of darkness, fighting against goodness for all enternity. Oh, that gosh darn Force of Evil and its needlessly complicated schemes.

#212: Frazzmek the Incarcerator

     I am so stoked for Halloween! I suggested that my dad dress as the great Nacho Libre, but I think he's gonna pass on that. Probably waiting to lose the last of his supply of dignity doing something bigger and more grandiose. Anyway, time for a new character: Frazzmek the Incarcerator! I've shone (shined? shun?) a lot of light on the space-based baddies of the JC-Verse before, but I think its about time I talk about some of the transplanetary do-gooders that have to take them down. But where to find one? Well, look no further than the Zhedway System, where you'll find the no-nonsense Globlob Frazzmec the Incarcerator! The Globlob species isn't exactly known for its agility. Or ability to move in general. That's hunky dory for most of them, but Frazzmec was determined to mop up the scum of his solar system. So, with the help of a handy-dandy set of robot limbs he acquired, he was now able to join the ZAPP Corps and begin his parade of justice. You know someone means business when they dive through the air shooting in slow-motion.

#211: Guyrate the 21st Century Pirate

     Man, this week's Geek Stuff poll is on its last day and it's only got one vote. Where art thou, nerd comrades? Anyway, onto a new character I've been wanting to make for quite a while now: Guyrate, the 21st Century Pirate! First they said the '70s were back in style. Now, Guy Samson is bringing back the 1700s and all the looting and yo-ho-ho that comes with it: he's becoming a pirate. Okay, we're all aware that there are technically pirates nowadays. I mean, yeesh, just type in "I am the captain now" on the interwebs and you'll get plenty of proof. But those guys, they don't know what's up. Our pal Guy here, or "Guyrate" as he now calls himself, means the real pirate. Eye patch? You betcha. Classic pirate ship? Fo sho. Big fancy hat? The fanciest. Scurvy dogs? Oh, you KNOW he's got scurvy dogs. Equipped with a sword and scallyswag for days, Guyrate the 21st Century Pirate is setting trends and receiving strange glances across the seven seas. That's right. He's bringing booty back. *reaches joke nirvana*

#210: The Feels

     Happy belated World Sight Day, guys! My sister just got her first ever glasses, official nerd ones to be exact. She claimed that I have a "strange new aura" now that she can see me in HD. Speaking of the Mustache Ninja, here is a new drawing based on a suggestion by her: the Feels! Of all the creatures in the JC-Verse, few are more common, yet more allusive than the Emotius Overflowium. They are other-dimensional spirits that frequently inhabit those who are experiencing OTP moments of high caliber. They amplify the heart and fog the mind, making you feel as if you must spontaneously combust. In a good way. Usually. Unfortunely, these little guys can only be spotted through fancypants supernatural equipment, but if you want to summon one, carefully select yourself a fanfic and let the magic happen. (Mustache Ninja originally wanted me to make a small monkey or something called Lil' Feelz as the mascot of the fangirl race. Changes were made.)

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THE MITCH HAS ARRIVED (SORT OF)

     Ladies and gentlemen, your first look at the star of my upcoming cartoon NightOwl: Mitch Turley! Sure, it's just concept art, but I made it on my Toon Boom Harmony 12 program, which I consider a victory. TO VICTORY! *smashes plate*

#209: Bartholemew von Venomheim: An Enemy

     Advice: before reading a fan theory on the interwebs, think it through extremely carefully. Because you will be sucked into an endless, addictive wormhole of Reddit and SuperCarlinBrothers if you decide to go through with it. It's a life decision, really. But anyway, time for a long-overdue character that I whipped up on my vacation in Monterey Bay back in the summer: Bartholemu Von Venomheim, an enemy. This guy doesn't have time to get all buddy buddy with some inferior clownfish. He's got bigger plans: Bartholemu Von Venomheim wants to take over the surface world. While all the other anemones sit on their coral, jumping at every fish that passes by like animals, Bartholemu sits at the bottom of the ocean on his scheming rock. There, this putrid polyp works on his Neurotoxinator 3000.6 and plans his conquering of the air-breathing masses. ♪Under da sea, under da sea, this sea dictator will terminate our democracy♪