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First? Rob Blanc, but at the time, I didn't know what system it was made with. First I knew was by ags? Pleugh(?)burg. I'm still stuck in it. I shoulda searched the trash can's dead body!

Man, my dreams are getting wiggety whack. I dreamt the cast of Clerks (animated, not real,) all started to make fun of me. I'd scrounge around in the M$Pain game to find my other freakish dream.

I awake. The sounds of birds chirping, the smell of fresh dew, it dampens my heart, freezes my soul. Yet I get up. I slowly yawn, scratch my buttocks. I walk to the window and shut it, annoyed by the fact I haven't gotten enough money to buy a manservant to do my work as I slumber. No sound, the 'empty' sound, it brings a small smirk to my face. The alarm clock radio rings, startling me and my subtleness, my happiness. "It's a beautiful day in Vera, Northsouthhamptonburg. " said the radio announcer, Rip Grudge. "Hey-ey-ey, what do you get when you cross a mailbox with an orange?" "I give up." said the female announcer, Sally Goodwell. "A hamster that lights up when you eat it." said Rip, and the 'live studio audience' laughed, while in the nightclub that is my mind, I heard a cricket chirp. Sally laughed. "That's pretty good, Rip." I glared at the clock radio. I then walked up to it, and threw it out the window, forgetting that I had just closed it. The window broke. Again more chirping, dew, and the neighbor was mowing. "I hate Mondays." I mumbled, and began to curl up in my covers on my bed. Suddenly a thought hit me, and this thought was the very thought that would change mankind and very well the universe, a dramatic revelation: I'm obviously the only sane man on Earth. Just to check, I looked out of the broken window. My neighbor, Marvin Hitowskiwits, was out in his lone boxers, mowing with his eyes blankly shut. Absentmindedly, he mowed straight into the fence countless times during this encounter of mine. He was sleep-mowing. Yep, I'm the only sane man here. Suddenly the doorbell rang. It was the postman, with a package in hand. He then left after leaving it on my doorstep. I picked it up, opened it. It was a watch. I had on one, so I placed it back and scribbled RETURN TO SENDER on the box. I placed on a jacket and some slippers. I began to walk to the mailbox. I had just put it in when I noticed two men in three piece suits walking to me. Soon it was three, and four, and five. I began to back away, then I turned and ran. The men were all the same. Like clones, they looked all the same. I was like some horrible movie, a horrible metaphor-filled movie. Men and women all around me, they were turning into this man. I fell in a desperate fit of horror. On the ground I noticed two pills, a red one and a blue one. My last meal, I thought, and gulped the red one. And I realized something. I am in a horrible movie, I thought. I looked up. I was in a black room, and credits were rolling above me. When they were over, they showed the title. I cried.

I'll play chess.

"Too Much Time On My Hands"-Styx.

Then again, just aout any song by styx.

I'm stuck axeing the zombie in the stall. I don't know what to do next.

I posted this because this shot is needed for my script of an episode.
I tried to match the front as close as possible to Inkoddi's revised exterior. The only reason this looks horrible is because it's a rushed job. Oh, and it's unfinished. But I really don't think I can finish some of it because I don't know how Os Ultimo did all that texturing. And I think the floor should be tile (Helm pops out of one in my script) but if it can't be changed, I'll probably have him come from behind a picture. I'll be posting many more shots, and my script,(which I think I'll have to just post it here, because I can't figure out how to put text on a image host type thing).
Oh wait, there's no door back there.

Hey, where's the stage thing going to be?

This demo is great. I love this idea. Can anyone make a course? If so, I'm hard at working on mine.

What do I do next? I have the axe, and I've seen the dead robot, the clown die, and the manse, (and the painting). Please tell. I like the storyline a lot so far.

I can't get past it now! I'm done with the picture, and I think I'm supposed to get the insense, but how?

2 bugs right off: you can break into the shed twice, and when walking into the EVIL lair after being punched, the Zombie Lord's hand is still up.
I can't get past

Spoiler

this part; I have the book, the connected magnet and rope, the axe, the root, the lighter, the shotgun, and I think I have to get the Zombie Lord's armor, and if I do, how? Please help.

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I've read some of the books, I'm in the middle of the third. I must've gotten confused. In the first one, when the mice are bickering over what questions sound best, one says "6 times 7?" and the other says "No, too literal." But I've read them. But in order to see The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, It'd have to be 2005. don't believe me? Go to TV tome, imdb, upcomingmovies.com, and search for Martin Freeman in the search category. Sure enough, his filmography has it. They've already assigned most of the character's parts to actors! Oh, and I'm American.  

Ahem...

6 times seven equals forty-two.

6x7=42.

         6
         6
         6  
         6
         6
         6
   +6
        42
Understand?

Yeah, cpage. I've got only a few of his books;
All You Ever Wanted To Know About Cartooning But Were Afraid To Ask,
How To Draw Cartoon Animals,
How To Draw Manga
and one more about creating dynamic comics, but I've forgotten the name.

Holy crap! On Haddas's site... dang! The zombie part didn't scare me a bit, but when you click on the words below THE DEAD WALK, the face came up and scared the frikin' crap outta me!

That's me for ya.

2 words. Christopher Hart. He's done about six books, all about comics, cartooning, dynamic drawing, all sorts of awesome stuff. Of course, I use my own self talent, and I 'm pretty good. Whatever floats your boat.
http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0823023591/ref=pd_sxp_elt_l1/102-7600710-8659315 Go here for the only book I use.

5 out of 4 people have a problem with fractions.

Are you one?