Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Oh you

The Grim Reaper can be quite the oblivious fellow, unlike Bertholde Woltze's depiction of a most mal intentioned gentleman:

The Irritating Gentleman - 1874

Monday, January 28, 2013


Note: This is the first of Depression Bunny. It was due to be published yesterday, but today is a day too, so here is a bunny for you. He's going to show up more, most likely on Mondays. To learn a little about his story you can check out his page.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013


Oops. This one is a little late, but here it's here, so eat it if you want.

Friday, January 11, 2013

Flashback Friday: Risa (Part 5)

Part V

Flashback Friday: Risa (Part 4)

Part IV

Flashback Friday: Risa (Part 3)

 Part III

Flashback Friday - Risa (Part 2)

Part II

Flashback Friday: Risa

Short Story: Risa

Doctor's note: This was written back in 2009 and contains five parts. I have a few older stories within the silicone pieces of this electric box, hence the beginning of this spasmodically released event entitled "Flashback Friday". Feel free to amuse yourself with the knowledge that I have published the story without reading it again. This is due to the fact that I will, most likely, impulsively correct the many errors present. I wish to keep it as such, otherwise it would not be "Flashback Friday", but "Fix It Friday".

Cthulhu's Dinner Call

They worshipped, so they said, the Great Old Ones who lived ages before there were any men, and who came to the young world out of the sky. Those Old Ones were gone now, inside the earth and under the sea; but their dead bodies had told their secrets in dreams to the first men, who formed a cult which had never died. This was that cult, and the prisoners said it had always existed and always would exist, hidden in distant wastes and dark places all over the world until the time when the great priest Cthulhu, from his dark house in the mighty city of R'lyeh under the waters, should rise and bring the earth again beneath his sway. Some day he would call, when the stars were ready, and the secret cult would always be waiting to liberate him. - H.P Lovecraft's "The Call of Cthulhu"

Cthulhu has been calling you for dinner. How many times does author H.P Lovecraft have to tell you he is hungry, and ready to eat pasta? So, put that internet back in your pocket for a second and join the cult in making a meal based on a mythical deity:

Thursday, January 10, 2013

Monster Fuel

"One evening I sat in my laboratory. The sun had set, and the moon was rising over the sea. I began to think about what I was doing. 'Three years ago,' I thought, 'I was doing the same thing. I created a devil whose violence has ruined my life. I am now creating another. She might be even more evil than her mate.' " - Mary Shelley's 'Frankenstein'

Obviously, the doctor is talking about another bowl of cheesy creamy pasta. Maybe if he had given his creation one from the start, neither of them would have been so cranky and avoided the drastic series of events to come. Anyhow, making Monster Fuel takes a total of about 15-25 earth minutes depending on your cooking skills and xp:

Step 1- Retreat to your laboratory with the following:

- One broccoli head
- Cheese (Bleu d'Auvergne and Roquefort)
- Liquid creme or "Crème Liquide"
- Pasta

Step 2- Start making pasta.

Step 3- Dice cheese and put in pot on low heat. Then, add cream. Stir until creamy-ish with the occasional cheesy chunks.

Closeup of doom.

Step 4- Heat broccoli in microwave for about 10-15 min in tupperware with a bit of water.

A useful device. (Make sure to put dome over green trees)

Heat until tastes and looks like goblin flesh.

Step 5- Pour sauce over pasta and broccoli. Eat with your monster while reading Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Perfect doctor/evil creation bonding time.

Cities of the Underworld

(Click to enlarge). In DGR the Underworld is made up of many different areas, or "districts". The above is a city not far from Death Inc. (the Reaper's main headquarters) Below is a quick portrait of the Reaper; I'd like to work on a larger one later.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

"But, Dad!"

Note: Aha! Reaper comics ahoy. I've had many ideas for the adventures of Grim Jr. and his father, and here starts a wee series featuring father and son in the workplace. When you are sassy, expect your offspring to be the same.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Dear Grim Reaper > Death Inc. > Page 5

“So, now what.?” Madison asked. But, just as she had finished her question, a wave of black and red smoke invaded the room. The smell of charcoal and evening mist filled her lungs, causing her to cough raucously as she did her best to grasp the little oxygen left in the air.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Let there be green!

A sea monster may have regurgitated it's week's sustenance on the blog. I am not going to clean it up.