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The Bargain Bin Hobo | CONAN (thumbnail)

HEY THERE WEIRDOS OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW!

IT'S ME, CLARK!

Between the time when Atari crashed the gaming market and the rise of the brothers of Smash, there was an age undreamed of. And unto this, Hobo, rumored to wear the fabled Ultra Crown upon atop an empty head. It is I, his thumbnail artist, who alone can tell thee of his saga. Or, y'know, you could just check out his YouTube channel and see why CONAN on the original XBOX caused him so much grief. Would certainly be funnier.

Wow, it's been a while since I last made a thumbnail for my friend. Chock it up to poor timing, pitiful perfectionism, and just downright laziness, all on my end. Still, I hate leaving a friend like that hanging and this one was already close to finish anyway. His video gave me a lot of inspiration. The best part was seeing him fall into the lava repeatedly. Not since seeing him fail at parkour in TRON: Evolution have I laughed that hard. Naturally it had to serve as the central theme for this picture. Hobo the Barbarian is just struggling to hold on thanks to an unexpected Nintendo cameo. From there the rest was easy, save for the rocky background. Backgrounds are not my jam, folks. Still, I hope you enjoy this pic and the video that comes with it. And if you do not, THEN TO HELL WITH YOU!

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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Happy Election Day 2024

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW!

IT IS I, CLARK!

A few months ago I launched 'Ask the Clarktoons' with a question about elections from Grendelkin. It revealed who Crocie was voting for, none other than the head of the Floating Marshmallow poster, Bumper. Upon drawing that, this idea sprung to mind. With Election Day still in effect and all of us praying that Annoying Pumpkin doesn't win a chance to destroy democracy, I figured I'd quickly make this! Helps that I had this sketched months back. Here's hoping you all enjoy the sketch, went out to vote, and picked the candidate who isn't a racist, homophobic, sexist loser!

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | The Cutest Pumpkin

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Now I could make some big, elaborate, semi-scary backstory behind Bumper dressed as a pumpkin. Would you really want it though? All you weirdos need to know is that this is yet another example of my Discord friends giving me a good idea. During a round of Gartic Phone, somebody decided to draw the floating marshmallow in a pumpkin. Thinking that was adorable, I responded by sketching this. Really, it speaks for itself. Enjoy! And remember; Bumper's cuteness transcends ALL Holidays?

BONUS QUESTION: What other costumes would you like to see Bumper dressed as?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Season of the Snaffe

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Bubble bubble, toil and trouble! Fire burn and cauldron bubble! Little Bumper better remember these words. They might be on the test. You never know when you’re under the instruction of a witch. Said instructor is none other than Snaffe, the snake-giraffe hybrid of Butterfly Island. What? Of course she’s a witch! Does the hate and cape not give it away? My, you all seemed as shocked as Stain is. A moment ago he was in his house binging some spoopy show, the next he’s in his lady fare’s kettle as she starts brewing a love potion. Bumper’s amused either way.

As I hope JetProject is as well. Back on Discord we had joked about giving Snaffe a cape, so I decided to quickly draw this to fulfill that request. You read right; this was drawn just to give the spotted noodle a cape. This is not some sketch that was pre-planned back in July. I just wanted to give Snaffe a cape and make a bad witch pun. DON’T JUDGE ME! Instead enjoy this DUDEL! And remember; make friends with your local witches lest you end up in their brew as well.

BONUS QUESTION: If you were a witch, would you include a cape in your regular wardrobe?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Cosmic Cutie Mark, Pt. 1

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Rosie Stardust has had an interesting October. Already she traveled into the heart of Africa to find the lost kingdom of Opar before finding herself in another dimension of sight and sound. Yet her multiversal misadventures for the spoopy season aren't over yet. Once again the Cosmic Cutie has traveled to an alternate universe. Here, friendship is magic. As are most of the equines living here. Far as Rosie can tell, there are few to no humanoid creatures here. Horsies are seemingly the central creatures of this realm. Well, y'know what they say, when in Rome.

So yeah, the sentient space-anomaly has shown up quite a lot this month. Not that I'm complaining, I love drawing her. It gives me an easy excuse to do fan art that isn't really fan art for franchises I enjoy. Obviously this one is Care Bears. Nah, of course it's My Little Pony. Specifically Gen 4 since I never watched anything before and refuse to watch anything prior thanks to the drop in quality. Although, thanks to @foxhatart, that'll be changing come December. In the meantime though, this sketch came to mind when looking at pics of Princess Luna and realizing her Rosie would have similar looking hair if she were a pony. Going one step further, my goal was to draw the Cosmic Cutie as a Nightmare Night variant to tie into the Halloween-equivalent from Friendship is Magic. Then again, with her dressed as Queen La two weeks prior, it seemed there was enough art of Rosie as a villain. Especially when I have to save ideas for next year. Until then though, I hope you all enjoy this sketch. And remember: Princess Luna is the best princess!

BONUS QUESTION: Which character from MLP would you like to see Rosie interact with?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

(c'mon, how could I not go with this song? XP)

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Waiting Sucks, Pt. 2

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Being patient sucks! Especially when you have to wait through an entire year before any decent Holidays start popping up on the calendar. You all can keep Valentine’s Day or the Fourth of July for all I care! Far as I’m concerned, the best months out of the year are the last three. It all kicks off in October with Halloween. Or September if you’re crazy and can’t wait to watch Hocus Pocus for the billionth time. That’s when I got started anyway. My office is coated with spoopy decor, I begin listening to playlists full of terrifying tunes, not to mention work begins proper on DUDELZ of the Damned. It makes all the crap one waged through during the rest of the year feel totally worth it! Still, in the back of my mind, there is a presence that never goes away. A gnarling, hungry, eager one just waiting for a chance to break through the surface. Honestly, it doesn’t take much. Even the slightest hint of jingle bells triggers the transformation. Santa Clark wants out! Not that Crocie will let him forget what month it is.

Unlike yesterday’s DUDEL, this one was very much planned out in advance. So much so that this too is a leftover idea from last year. Mostly because this picture is insanely accurate. Ask any of my loved ones and unanimously they’ll say they go all out for Christmas. One buddy even stated she associates me with the Holiday, which might be the nicest thing I’ve ever been told. Heck, there’s a reason I’ve gained the nickname Santa Clark over the years. It’s what makes waiting through October beyond frustrating. Don’t get me wrong, I love Halloween. Getting to watch monster movies with my family, hosting ghoulish games nights on my Discord, listening to Thriller on loop, drawing these DUDELZ, it’s always a ton of fun! Yet at the same time, the vibes I get from October are never as strong as those I get during the preceding two months. My guess as to why is because Halloween still scares me to some degree. There’s something to worry about. With Christmas, even when stress levels rise, I somehow manage to overcome the dread. Blame it on my brain being wired differently. Even still, this was a fun DUDEL to draw. Crocenstein’s return was something I eagerly anticipated and designing that Halloween tree allowed for some details to be added. Honestly, this came out better than expected. So I hope you all enjoy this DUDEL as much as I enjoyed drawing it. And remember: it’s never too early for Christmas!

BONUS QUESTION: Which Holiday do you deem the best?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Halloween Heroes

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Anybody can be a hero, though not everyone can be a superhero. Some of us are stuck making their wardrobe. Not that Patricia Arif minds. The Muslim fashion designer takes great pride in her work designing outfits for her girlfriend, Sarah Bosewick aka Saura. Outside of giving herself a creative challenge, Patty simply loves creating clothes that’ll fit her buff, blue gal pal. Unfortunately most people will never know it’s her doing all that. It’s all part of being a seamstress for a superhero. Luckily this hero has a wide group of confidants. Among them is Sarah’s own little sister, Girasol, who’s arguably the prehistoric powerhouse’s biggest fan. So much so that when Halloween approached, the little Latina girl surprised her sibling with a costume modeled in her image. Proudly Patricia watched on as her happy little client charged around as the Blue Beast of Fosslin as her big sister looked on in joyful tears. Anybody can be a hero, and on Halloween, everyone can be a superhero.

Chalk that up as a major reason why I will never understand some folk’s hatred of the Holiday. Pagan origins aside, what’s the harm in letting little kids dress up as their favorite characters? The reason I dressed up as Spider-Man when I was younger is because of my overwhelming urge to be just like him. Much as those crappy Walmart costumes sucked, it made me feel just like the wall-crawler, at least for a little while. Having said that, none of this was in my mind when I went about sketching this. Actually, this DUDEL wasn’t planned out in advance like most of the others. Originally this sketch was meant to star Crocie and Bumper with the ghoul dressing as the reptile. It was a suggestion given to me by my friends on Discord that was a genuinely cute idea. Yet as I stopped to think it over, the idea of Gigi doing this in honor of her big sister became much more appealing to me. So to my friends who were excited to see Bumper dressed as the chubby crocodile, I hope you can still enjoy this sketch. Granted, it’s not perfect. Sarah’s face in the background didn’t turn out as quirky as I had hoped. If nothing else I can finally say her human appearance has made an appearance. As for the colors, once again I decided to tweak my rules and make Gigi the only one in color while everything else is grayed out. Not only because it lets the little girl pop more, but also my gray markers are starting to fade out. Looks like I’ll have to buy more before next year. Until then, I hope you all enjoy this DUDEL as much as I did making it. And remember: anybody can be a hero!

BONUS QUESTION: Have you ever dressed up as a superhero for Halloween?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Rosie of the Jungle, Pt. 3

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Legend says there is an ancient city hidden deep within the jungle of Africa. Many have ventured deep into the wilderness to find it, but seldom have come back successful. Or alive. This fabled city and all of its riches is at risk of becoming lost to time. At least it was until Rosie Stardust found it. Unfortunately it wasn't as abandoned as the folktales said. Besides the copious amounts of leopards living amongst the rubble, including the Cosmic Cutie's new cat companion Raul, the ghost of Opar's long passed Queen still haunts it. Now thanks to her staff's magical powers, La has possessed the sentient space anomaly with the plans to rebuild her crumbling kingdom. However, her majesty didn't count on Rosie's animal friends to help her. Realizing the red one was in trouble, predator and prey alike teamed together to separate the sparkly being from the magic staff. With some help from the Cosmic Cutie's traveling buddies, eventually the deed was done. Knowing they couldn't destroy the staff, it was instead thrown into the river where hopefully it shall never be found. In the meantime, now that our hero is free from the scepter's influence, she has but one question: is the crown too much?

Personally I think it looks great on her. Rosie was already rocking the latest in Opar fashion, but she slays with the headwear. As did La in the Legend of Tarzan, a criminally underrated animated series that is not on Disney+. Remember folks, Bob Iger said everything would be on there. I'm still waiting, Bobby boi. At least this program is still preserved on sites like YouTube and Internet Archive. That way the rest of you can check out La rocking the Crown of Opar. Sadly it was featured in only one episode, ignoring the occasional artwork where Jane herself wears it. I just drew Rosie sporting it cuz I thought it'd be fun. Spoiler alert; it was. Here's hoping you all enjoy the look as well. And remember: crowns are awesome.

BONUS QUESTION: What animated series do you think is ridiculously underrated?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

(again, thanks to @burningthrucelluloid for the musical suggestion)

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Rosie of the Jungle, Pt. 2

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Legend says there is an ancient city hidden deep within the jungle of Africa. Many have ventured deep into the wilderness to find it, but seldom have come back successful. Or alive. This fabled city and all of its riches is at risk of becoming lost to time. At least it was until Rosie Stardust found it. Weeks of trekking through the dense jungle and she finally made it onto the ruins of the once grand civilization of Opar. By now it seemed the only things living here were leopards, which probably explained why so few adventurers made it back alive. Luckily this wasn't a problem for the Cosmic Cutie. Yet again her power to befriend any creature came into play proved most valuable as she ventured towards one lonely leopard and offered it some jerky. From then on out she named the lovely beast 'Raul', after the name it made when it snarled. Venturing further into the city, Rosie discovered what appeared to be a ceremonial temple with a large throne in the center. Sitting atop that throne was a scepter with the head of a leopard holding a red sphere in its jaws. One that was calling out to the sentient space-anomaly. Like a voice compelling her forward. Rosie couldn't resist. Wrapping her digits around the staff, her traditional English clothes disappeared in a flash of red light, replaced by a bikini, sarong, bracelets, and a cape! Not only that, but her attitude suddenly felt more wicked. The Spirit of the city's queen had taken hold of the Cosmic Cutie. Who could stop her now?

Eh, I'm sure it'll wear off eventually.

When drawing Rosie as Jane Porter, my initial plan was to sketch a collage of Rosie in the explorer's most iconic outfits. This would include the fancy yellow dress, the tank top and red skirt along with a bunch of Fischer's Lovebird, and finally the sinister styles of Queen La. Sadly that didn't pan out as expected. However, I knew I still wanted to sketch Rosie as the vile ruler of Opar. For those of you who are confused who that even is, she's a villain introduced in the short-lived and underappreciated sequel series, The Legend of Tarzan. In the original book she's a survivor of Atlantis's sinking that escaped to torment Tarzan in Africa. On the show she's a feme fatale who simps for Tarzan, can magically turn leopards into humanoid men under her command, and can become a wandering spirit that possesses people via physical touch. Her most memorable episode is when she does this to Jane, using her as a vessel to resurrect her destroyed oasis. Now this episode is memorable for two reasons: 1) it's a legit great story where Tarzan is pitted against his one true love, and 2) Jane looks stunning in that outfit. Just like I knew Rosie would. Plus the idea of her acting evil is just funny to me. Essentially she'd act like Evil Luz from that AU comic made by @moringmark. Not so much 'evil' as she is 'vaguely anarchistic'. In any case, I am amazed by the final result, as I hoped the rest of you are! And remember: never touch a mystical staff that doesn't belong to you. It could host the soul of a vengeful jungle monarch.

BONUS QUESTION: If you befriended a leopard, what would you name it?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

(thanks to @burningthrucelluloid for the music suggestion, BTW)

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DUDELZ of the Damned | Rosie of the Jungle, Pt. 1

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Legend says there is an ancient city hidden deep within the jungle of Africa. Many have ventured deep into the wilderness to find it, but seldom have come back successful. Or alive. This fabled city and all of its riches is at risk to becoming lost to time. Unless Rosie Stardust can find it first! Finding herself on Earth-618, the cosmic cutie becomes acquainted with a naval merchant named Paul D'Arnot, who tells her of the infamous civilization the locals call Opar. Never one to shy away from a challenge, or the chance to discover something new, the sentient spacial-anomaly tasks herself with finding the jungle's last hidden treasure. After she dresses for the trip, of course. Luckily this world is still stuck in the late 1800s, meaning she's sporting the trendiest dresses coming out of London. Luckier still, Rosie is able to befriend most creatures she encounters, so the local animals are more than willing to help. One baby baboon quickly grows to liking the Cosmic Cutie.

Needless to say, Rosie has an easier time traversing Africa than Jane Porter did. This sketch idea came about after my friend @burningthrucelluloid watched Tarzan earlier this year. He was providing commentary over on my Discord server and it got me to watch the movie again. I say, as if I needed an excuse. Disney's take on this classic story is easily one of my all-time favorite films. It features amazing animation, a sensational soundtrack, doesn't treat the gorillas like savage monsters, makes its lead hero more compelling than he's ever been, and their version of Jane Porter is hot. She's brainy, competent, managed to teach a man with no English how to speak it fluently in like a week, and voiced by Minnie Driver in her prime. You might think that's why I drew Rosie in this outfit, but really it was the realization that her curious nature and kind spirit would mean she'd get along swimmingly with the cosmic cutie. From there the image of Rosie in Jane's dress refused to leave my mind, so here we are. Actually this was my second attempt at putting this idea on paper. My first draft turned out great, save for Rosie's arms. She was meant to be holding the baboon in awe while the furry rascal looked on in confusion. Upon rewatching the movie it dawned on me that having the monkey draw the lady would be a funny reversal of roles. Either way, happy 25th anniversary to this fantastic film! I hope you all enjoy this sketch. And remember: be kind to baboons. They usually roll with backup.

BONUS QUESTION: Are you a fan of Disney's Tarzan?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

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DUDELZ of the Damned | We're All Mad Here...

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Alice was mighty confused. One moment she was following a strange cat through her family's gardens. The next she's falling down a hole behind the shed to a strange land called Wonderwhere. What a curious name indeed. It's almost as if the land itself didn't know where it was. Quickly Alice discovered how fitting that mindset was. Nothing made sense here. People preferred walking on the ceiling instead of the floor, doors would lead to nowhere in particular, there were staircases going in every direction, it got dark during the daytime, rabbits would randomly explode, and yet somehow there was still a Starbucks in the middle of all this absurdity. Our heroine wasn't in the mood for overpriced pumpkin spice lates, but a drink sounded stupendous right about now. Luckily the cat, Cola, reappeared and led the young girl to its master: the Mad Hatter. She was sweeter than Peach soda and bore a smile oh so welcoming. The blue lady then kindly offered Alice a chair to sit and some soda to drink. Mmm, how delicious! Wait, why is the room suddenly spinning? What was in that soda?

Inspiration, that's what! Along with making drawing most of these DUDELZ, most of my summer was spent crafting new backstories for the Clarktoons. This included AnimatedTigerGirl's addition to the You Are What You Eat series, Fizzy, a soda monster. Before this year she had no real backstory, which is what I blame for a lack of artwork featuring her. Having some idea of a character's past helps me to inform future artwork. Now I've made it so she was a High School friend of Pizza Monster, the outgoing type that was always peer pressuring her pizza-loving pal into trying new, cool things. She now lives in Clarksburg running a soda parlor, still giving PM helpful advice from time to time. Armed with this new backstory, I also looked back onto older artwork for ideas, stumbling upon Tiger drew of Fizzy as Alice with one of my now defunct characters as the Hatter. One thing led to another and now we have Fizzy as a creepier version of the twisted tea-drinker. For the record Tiger, yes, I do challenge you to draw this yourself! As for the rest of you, I hope you enjoy this sketch! And remember: never accept drinks from strangers.

BONUS QUESTION: What kind of soda do you prefer?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | Rosie's in the Zone!

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Rosie unlocks a door with the key of imagination. What lies beyond is another dimension. Admittedly the Cosmic Cutie is no strange to alternate timelines, parallel realties, or diverging dimensions. This one, however, feels off somehow. Most areas of the multiverse feel 'solid' for a lack of words. Soon as the sentient spacial anomaly steps into this one, it feels 'fluid'. Not something one can touch or rationalize, but more so something at the pit of one's fears and the height of their imagination. Something is wrong. Something made abundantly clear when our multiversal adventurer turns around to find the door gone. Now it's the 13th hour on Maple Street. Or is it Mardi Gras in New Orleans? And where did this mask come from? Wait, not a mask, a drawing of a cat? Forget that drawing, there's something on the wing! Where is Rosie?! And how does she get out?!

Like a lot of good ideas, this one is a leftover. It's also based on something I very much wanna see one day: a crossover between Rosie Stardust and The Twilight Zone. A being who can pass between parallel realities would be perfect for a story like that and the Twilight Zone is one of my favorite classic series. You can tell by all the references seen here. My challenge to fans of the show is to guess which episode of story each one comes from. For now, here's hoping you're having a better time with this sketch than Rosie is. And remember: Rod Serling was the GOAT.

BONUS QUESTION: Which episode of The Twilight Zone is your favorite?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | Pizza Fairies and Ice Cream Pirates

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

When speaking of the deadliest pirates plundering across the Seven Seas, Captain Neapolitan ranks high amongst the rest. Don't be fooled by her seemingly sweet demeanor, one wrong word and she'd throw your carcass overboard. Or at least she would before she stumbled across a peculiar island. For this was the Isle of the Fairies, home to one Pizza Fairy. Upon meeting the pirate he offered her fame and fortune surpassing even her wildest dreams. In exchange he only asked for one thing: flesh. Specifically the flesh of people, cooked to temperature and piled atop melty cheese. He was oddly specific like that. Not that the buccaneer minded. She agreed to the terms, the oceans soon running red with blood. The fairy was kept well fed. And true to his word, Neo's hull was filled with gold! Many tried to take her down over the decades, but none prevailed. Legend says she still roams the high seas to this very day in search of more food for her friend.

Either that or Pizza Monster and Villa wanted to switch things up from last year.

Let it be known that I never sketch these DUDELZ with these dark, twisted, sinister backstories in mind. Nah, I make these all up when typing these descriptions. I figured it'd fit the spooky month and give me a chance to show off my more macabre storytelling skills. Either way, yeah, this pic was meant to contrast with last year's Pizzabeard and Ice Cream Fairy sketches. Pizza Monster you all should know, but Villa the Ice Cream monster was created by my friend Fantasynarium, who sadly no longer posts art online. Villa was meant to be a love interest for Pizza, since what pairs better with ice cream than pizza? Admittedly I haven't used the character as much as I should over the years, but I plan on fixing that! For now though, I hope you all enjoy this silly little sketch. And remember: be considerate to those with differing diets. Unless they eat people.

BONUS QUESTION: Do you prefer pirates or fairies?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | Pokétober

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Whatever changes may come, some things remain the same. Sue the Game Genie has figured this out for herself while exploring the modern world of gaming. Despite the decrease in competitors, the race for console supremacy still rages on. People are still obsessed with VR for some reason. At least now it’s in full color instead of simply red and black. Mobile gaming has especially come a long way. Her trusty Game Buddy never insisted she pay another two bucks to advance in the game. It can all become so overwhelming for a program who hasn’t been active since the late 90s. Luckily one thing remains the same: she wants to be the very best! That no one ever was! So what if there’s over 150 of them now? That just makes it more of a challenge. Gotta catch’m all! Gonna catch’m all! And nobody better get in her way…

Trust me, I speak from my experience. My spotted butt still has grill marks where she sicced Charizard on me. Speaking of the big iguana, those of you who have been around awhile know my rule regarding fan art and DUDELZ. Basically I can draw my characters in settings and outfits similar to those seen in other media, but drawing characters from said media is a big no no. Not unless said character is from an online creator. The reason is simple: my even thinking of drawing Donald Duck would result in the happiest lawsuit on Earth from Disney. Whereas drawing Queen Monova wouldn’t result in the same happening from SIM-N. Dem’s the rules. Luckily, being the giraffe who wrote them, I can dictate when to break’m. This was a decision made after watching tons of North of the Border videos. After years of joking about it with Sue’s co-creator The Bargain Bin Hobo, it was finally decided to show Sue catching Pokémon. Or at least as many as I could fit onto the page. Was gonna include her friend Freeze Frame and boyfriend Action Replay, but they’re currently undergoing design tweaking. Instead, enjoy my Game Genie with her favorite pocket monsters. Oh, and unlike Most Gen 1 fans, Sue gave these creatures names:

Charizard = Smokey

Squirtle = Caravaggio

Digletts = Larry, Curly, and Fred

Muk = Labrea

Pikachu = Pikachu (why mess with a classic?)

Arbok = Irwin

Headcheese = Avidan (props to anybody who gets this reference)

Gardevoir = Mindfreak

Mew = Mewone

No doubt all you Poképurists are grinding your teeth right now at Sue’s audacity. Either way, I hope you all enjoy this DUDEL as much as I enjoyed drawing it! And remember: ff you’re gonna enslave tiny creatures to have them battle one another, the last you can do is name’m.

BONUS QUESTION: Which Pokémon is your favorite?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | Punishment, Pt. 1

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Fighting evil by moonlight! Winning love by daylight! Never running from a real fight! She is the one called Sailor Moon! Meanwhile, I'm the guy who got tricked into wearing this stupid freak'n costume. Again. It never fails. Every year at least one of my friends manages to manipulate events so I end up dressed in a girly costume. This year it's for a character I'm not even a fan of. Well, like heck am I doing it alone this year! Not when @burningthrucelluloid looks so good in a skirt. >:3

Okay, this one's gonna require some context. Back in 2017 I had reached 300 Watchers on my deviantART page. As a celebration of this achievement, folks could suggest stuff for me to review, one peep picking a Sailor Moon mobile game. These were the original Giraffe's Eye Views, and this one in particular sported me wearing the iconic Sailor Scout uniform for a gag. Now you'd think that'd be the end of it. After all, hardly anybody read the review in the first place. So how could this possibly come back to bite me? Quite easily, as it turns out. See, I have malicious friends. One of them saw this review and decided to draw me in this outfit once more. They then drew me as Harley Quinn from Arkham Knight. From there Alec would keep the gag going by paying multiple artists absurd amounts of money to draw me as various other female characters, usually with boobies so large they have their own gravitational pull. I've been drawn as Mayday Parker's Spider-Girl, Carol Danvers's Miss Marvel, Pinkie Pie from Equestria Girls, it never seemed to end! Now far be it from me to foil a good running gag, but this really got annoying after a while. For crying out loud, it started to feel like my friends were forgetting I was a dude. So after a talk we all agreed the joke would be saved for special occasions. Turns out Halloween is one of those special occasions. Especially when it follows a year of my friend putting me through the wringer in Dungeons and Dragons. Remember this when you start up your next campaign, buddy! Besides, I've had that 'in the name of the moon, the bear, and the big blue house' gag rattling around in my head for a while now and Sailor Bumper demanded to be drawn. Here's hoping you all enjoy this more than Alec does. And remember: wear leggings under your battle skirt! The October breeze is not forgiving, even to magical anime chicks.

Also, since it seems I didn't post last year's DUDELZ on tumblr, here's how I embarrassed Alec back in 2023:

Here is my friend dressed as Abigale Brand from Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, a show I convinced him to check out and a character he deemed 'sexy'. All this paired with a quote he said. Remember folks; giraffes can be devious! >:3

BONUS QUESTION: Which Sailor Scout is your favorite?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | La Doncella de El Río

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Recall the tale of Crocenstein, a reptilian monstrosity made in the laboratory of Doctor Clarkenstein. His story continues deep within the jungles of South America circa 1500 BC. It's also the beginning of Princess Alberta’s story, second heir to the queen of the Amazons. Much to the dismay of her majesty. As far as the malicious monarch, the eldest of the two always had to make up for the youngest. Princess Nara wasn’t as cold-hearted as her mother. Her biggest concern was her sister’s safety. Not that Alberta ever noticed. Being wrapped up in her mom’s mind games meant she was always used as a pawn. Such was the case when the Queen ordered her daughter to find the Necroscroll, a lost piece of parchment fabled for raising the dead. Years passed and it seemed her majesty’s plight to quietly exile her daughter had worked. Until she walked up the temple with the scroll in hand. Never had Alberta felt prouder. It was the last thing she felt before a blade was buried into her heart. A horrified Nara watched as her mother slaughtered her sister for the sake of using her blood to activate the Necroscoll. Only problem? Even with her daughter’s blood inking the paper, she couldn’t understand a word of it. Less so when Nara chopped off her head. Mother’s mind games had taken her sister. When all was over, all the princess could do was bury the scroll, mummify her sister, and pray that the next life would treat her more kindly. Undoubtedly what happened next wasn’t exactly what she had in mind…

What comes next can wait for tomorrow. For now, let me explain how this came to be. Like many pieces this year, this one acts as a sequel:

My original plan for Crocenstein was inevitably to draw his bride. Sadly every attempt I made to draw Alberta in the role came out looking lackluster. Not terrible, mind you. Just not what I had envisioned in my head. Eventually I was forced to scrap the idea altogether. Turns out this was a blessing in disguise. During the last year I had canned my 3K characters, meaning the Clarktooniverse was in need of a new mummy. Luckier still, South America was known for mummies older than those in Egypt. With this in mind I combined The Bride and the Mummy to craft this version of Alberta you see before you. She even comes complete with a white streak as my own little tribute. Here's hoping you all enjoyed this pic as much as I enjoyed making it. And remember; every country has mummies, so you're not safe anywhere!

BONUS QUESTION: Are mummies your favorite monster?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!

[clarktooncrossing]

DUDELZ of the Damned | Nostalgic Costumes, Pt. 1

HEY THERE PEOPLE OF TODAY AND ROBOTS OF TOMORROW! IT'S ME, CLARK!

A chill is in the air. You can feel it can't you? Perhaps you even recognize it. That same chill arrives every year right on the dot. With it comes a frightful howl in the moonlight, the only other sound to be heard. Otherwise there is a strange calmness settling around you, like the point of ease before the storm. By now the howling has stopped. It has been replaced by a different sound. Footsteps. Big, heavy, dragging, as if the figure didn't quite know how to use their legs. Perhaps it's a random passerby. Perhaps it's a rotting, frightful feature freshly risen from the grave. Perhaps it's some other, unspeakable horror waiting to pounce! Whatever it is, you're not waiting around to find out! Yet no matter how far you run, it can't be escaped. The chill in the air, the howling of the wind, the heavy footsteps, it all leads back to one thing: October is here! And with it comes the return of the DUDELZ of the Damned!

Yes weirdos, like last year, my approximation of Sketchtober has returned. I call it an proxy because there was no list of prompts. Nah, that'd be too limiting. This is yet another case where I compiled my own list of ideas, sketched them out, then used one color per picture. With all that said, let's see what spoopy scribblings await us today!

Halloween loses its luster as you get older. Gone are the days of dressing up in colorful costumes in order to demand free candy. Now when you try doing that, people just give you weird glances before shutting the door in your face. Rude! Sure, there are still plenty of fun things you can do in its place. Watch scary movies, carve a pumpkin, summon spirits from the dark dimension, or even pass out candy yourself. But deep in your heart you know it's not the same. It makes you nostalgic for a simpler time. A time when they still sold Barney costumes or when your Grandma had to include a pair of shorts since the Spider-Man costume doesn't quite fit you. Yes, good times indeed.

For the record, I am not kidding about the shorts. My Grandma legit had to sew in a pair of black shorts since the costume sold from Walmart wouldn't fit me. Even back then, that mega-store is what I like to call 'the land of inconvenience'. Personally I preferred the land of make believe where Barney was always waiting for me. So many Halloweens were spent in that costume, as my family will attest. So much so that I can't remember any other costume asides from symbiote Spider-Man from the third Raimi movie. For the record, that flick kicks ass. It's why I had to dress up as Emo Parker that year. And those fond memories are why I had to draw this DUDEL this year. Originally I was gonna include a bedsheet ghost, another seasonal staple I'd wear, but sadly it couldn't be made visually interesting. Still, I'm happy with the results here, including the Blue's Clues pawprint on the pumpkin. Hopefully you all enjoy this sketch too! And remember: if there was a Barney costume in my size, I'd totally wear it now!

BONUS QUESTION: What's a Halloween costume you remember wearing when you were little?

MAY THE GLASSES BE WITH YOU!