Colobus

Albert Hovercraft: All of those things, and many more.

Horse: Heroes in a full shell

The Old Fog

Jack Holænder: Avast ye! What an odd tan for a sea god . . .


Albert Hovercraft: Her Fiance had disappeared, and the duck-men were closing in with the old fog.



Horse: Young witches brew old fog.

Quimstoke School of Wiz

Jack Holænder: The two brothers were soon expelled from Quimstoke as a result of their multible sadistic magical shinanigans.
Good riddance.

Albert Hovercraft: The rivalry between the two schools soon ended.


Horse: The three of us actually met at our first year at Quimstoke.

Yo mama!

Albert Hovercraft: ... well.


Horse: This will never happen again....


Jack Holænder: My Mama. She could crush you all, but she would rather bake cakes.

Meat-Stacks McDonnovan

Jack Holænder: An elementary How To.



Horse: There can be only ONE


Albert Hovercraft: I go there every lunch break.

Jesus in TRON

Jack Holænder: ''Jesus is literally abducted into the world of a computer and forced to participate in gladiatorial games where his only chance of escape is with the help of a heroic security program and a moustachio'd plummer.''


Albert Hovercraft: What can I say? Been there done that.


Horse: Let he who is without sin throw the first disc

Chibi Silver Wings' Pokémon Meme

Mighty Horse: Pokémons past no. 150 are dead to me, b'cause the Chief keeps it old zcool!

BIG VERSION

Jack Holænder: Jam it up?/on?/off?

Albert Hovercraft: Cryo-sleep always makes me dizzy.

Leotard Survival Guide

Albert Hovercraft: It might not seem like it. But leotards are all about survival of the fittest.


Mighty Horse: This is for all the single ladies, OH OH OH!


Jack Holænder: Sha-Buh!

Our Golden Time

Mighty Horse: The three dinosaurs have retired and are spending their golden years sitting in their Millenium Falcon, playing holo-chess and sipping juice.


Albert Hovercaft: In a not too distant future...


Jack: ''Do you remember the t--''

Chief: ''No.''

Albert: ''What?!''

Burning Wet Dino-Whores

Mighty Horse: My teenage fantasy


Albert Hovercraft: Every Palontogist's wet dream. but definetely my nightmare.


Jack Holænder: Guess who the whores and the pimp are . . .

Tengu Tendencies

Mighty Horse: the Yakuza sometimes hire the Tengu for their dirty work, which eventually leads to bloody confrontations. It is truly sad to see the once majestic creature stoop down to the level of a goon, killing its own kin. Truly sad....


Jack Holænder: ...

Albert Hovercraft: Back in '93 there were tengu kids all over my hometown.

Leftys Deadly Warriors

Chief Mighty Horse: From the top- Ultron, a machine more packed with firepower than you could ever imagine, even in your wetest dreams. Sonia, deadly warrior princess with the scars to prove it, nuff said! Vexxard, firebreathing, knuckle punching, gun shooting, tail clubbing, home cooking etc. Is there anything this guy can't do?


Jack Holænder: Rhimgarr is a lv. 12 Barbarian. He can shape shift into this diabolic man-creature. The blade of the sword is crystal. His finger nails, toe nails and shoulder spikes have been dipped in deadly green fish poison. He can see through most things with his red glowy gypsy vision. He can breath a 70-30 split of steaming hot fire from the deepest pits of Hell and regular (but just as deadly) lazer. And he can solve a rubix cube in under a minute using only hip movements.


Albert Hovercraft:What can I say it's got laser.

Beyond the Thrice-Nine Lands in the Thrice-Tenth Kingdom

Chief Mighty Horse: Sonia is trapped in her dream of Russia long forgotten. She was told that Perun favors the bold, but her companion Konek-Gorbunok still thinks the Babushka forest is bad juju


Jack Holænder: ''ЛЭТС ГЕТ ИТ ОН БИАЧЭСЬ!''



Albert Hovercraft: It's back to the olden days with this one.

Night of the Birdmen

Chief Mighty Horse: Don't let your daughters go out and lock your front doors, for this be the night of birdmen

Albert Hovercraft: My studies show that there are innumerable different kinds of birdmen out there. So watch out because only of them are friendly.


Jack Holænder: The Birdmen has done something very bad...

Street Fighter Galore

Jack Holænder: We're back! We've had our gay little summer break, but now we're back! Stronger, clevererer and probably more handsome!
I sincerely feel that the street fighter universe is a great accelerator to start drawing again after a break. How can you NOT be inspired by this stuff? seriously!
I went for the cheap look here. The airbrushed glowy cheap look. It was fun.
PS. I KNOW that Nash is not from street fighter III, but from the alpha series. Don't fucking test me in street fighter! Or you will wake up with uncomfortably small balls! You wanna know why I put Nash in there? Huh? You wanna know? Because he has an awesome hair due, so fuck you!

Chief Mighty Horse: Pay homage to the brutal but also extremely gentle street fighters. I don't really know alot of the fancy fighters from after the first Street Fighter II, other than that Elena girl..... DAMN!

Albert Hovercraft: Streetfighting, almost as good as Fightclubbing. A real gentleman's sport.

Space Adventures

Jack Holænder: HA!!! Im the first one to post this week! suck on that one guys!
This guy was trying to smuggle space dope into centrinome 5! so of course, the laser cowboy (slash) space adventure Colonel Gordon Mcman, had to take him out with a paralyzing left hand death jab and shoot randomly around in the cold space air simply for dramatic effect!Chief Mighty Horse: I am sucking on it Mr. Holænder and it tastes good but kind of salty.
This dual wielding space lad just ran into a astronaut zombie. Good thing he brought along his broadsword. Not many adventurers bring those anymore, even thou its the perfect weapon against the floating dead!

Albert Hovercraft:
Better late than never. I had to do some research on this one. And while doing it I accedentally travelled a bit into the future, and I don't really know how to get back at the moment. So here it is, a live study from the Crab-Nebula.

Maritime Shamanism

Albert Hovercraft: Fresh Sagas from the sea. "...And you know who you are like a shout out."


Chief Mighty Horse: Do you hear... sunken bells are tolling for thee. Out of caverns of num-yabisc, dark and terrible deep, the ocean is calling her children home.



Jack Holænder: How would you cocksuckin' scurvy sea dogs like a cup of voodoo! or perhaps even TWO...cups of voodoo! YARGH!