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Tandy loves Suzy, p1

I don’t know how I could possibly follow up last year’s 12 Days of Krampess, so we’re taking things more low key this time around. We join Tandy at Zan’s family Thanksgiving dinner and meet Zan’s older sister Robyn. She doesn’t mean to antagonize her kid sister, but she does start talking after a glass or three of wine. What deep, dark secrets will she reveal?

Job Fair sketch dump, and I do mean DUMP

This one kinda ran out of steam, I think. Here’s an extra bloody Nurse Angela, a hairdresser Shelley I’m happy with but not enough to color it, and a Mailman George that I couldn’t even be bothered to get the proportions to an acceptable level.

DeSHOOF sketch dump

Here’s some sketches while I recover from Thanksgiving. Sorry that Oni Bel is underrepresented here. I think I was just working directly over the sketches and deleted those layers when I started coloring.

Ramona

I interrupt the current chain of career-based age progression pics to draw this thing my cat did. I can’t think of much else. She’s been vomiting a lot and eating little to nothing. We took her to the vet, and by all other accounts she’s perfectly healthy. Blood work is fine, heart’s fine, kidneys are fine, even her weight is normal. No parasites in her stool, no cancer. She just won�...

Dept of Mortal Vehicles

Bel thought the job fair assigned position at the DMV would be fun. Making people wait in long lines to take unflattering pictures seemed like a dream job. But somehow it felt so… dull.

Nurse Morgan

Angela lost count of her trips to the supply closet. But this time, it looked different. There was a noticeable coat of dust on everything. The blankets were threadbare and moth eaten. The utilitarian metal shelves were all seemingly replaced with cobwebbed wooden cabinets. Had she gone to the wrong room? She was so exhausted that she barely knew which floor she was on.

In the silence of...

Scrubbed

Angela is always trying to help people, so the job fair landed her some nurse training. Now she finds herself pulled in more directions than ever as she tries to run supplies and medicines up and down the labyrinthine halls of Underborough General Hospital as the loudspeaker calls out yet another room number!

Service with a Smirk

“Want me to top you off, hon?” Winifred asked, gently swirling the fresh pot of coffee. She knew that between her body language, the inflection of her voice, and the smell of the piping hot brew, there was no way her customer could say no. Her attention to the needs that she herself created would ensure a healthy tip,as well. A few kind words and a wink, that’s all she needed to take over...

Service with a Sneer

Dipping into the discord suggestion box once again! A very basic summary of the suggestion is “job fair with a twist.” In this interpretation, what if various Underborough High students were not given jobs they wanted, but jobs that the test deemed they deserve? Winifred could probably use a stint in the service industry.

Pharaoh Shelley

Here’s a quick colored/inked piece of the reshuffled Shelley. I don’t have a good Egyptian queen pun name in me, so I didn’t do one. And believe me, I looked.

My Special Little Guy

Drew this for a co-worker for his birthday which coincidentally is the day after mine. Half my age and a damn good framer, he deserves nothing but happy birthdays, even in the cursed timeline we live in.

Caked up

I’m going to address the “butterface” now so we don’t need to point it out in the comments.

Muffin Top (and Bottom)

She looks so warm and happy. No thoughts, just muffin. I’m honestly jealous right now.

Blueberry Breakfast

Got some distinctly flavored Magic Lessons coming up! Batter! Muffins! Pancakes!

DeSHOOFing, p12

Absolute power corrupts absolutely fabulously!

DeSHOOFing, p11

The gang’s all here! (Yes, I am ignoring the parents in this year’s scenario.)

DeSHOOFing, p10

Shelley retains her powers of deduction, but with the accusatory tone of a ruler.

DeSHOOFing, p9

Shelley got the royal treatment from Angela’s latest botched spell, but doesn’t seem happy about it… yet.

DeSHOOFing, p8

I swear Angela’s almost trying to bungle these monster essence spells. On the other hand, Shelley almost has her beehive back. Designing an Egyptian crown as hair without looking like a Kid ‘n’ Play flattop was a challenge.

DeSHOOFing, p7

In today’s installment, Shelley gets memed on.

DeSHOOFing, p6

Here’s the complete page six! I guess we can assume Bel’s club was reassembled vastly expanded from her broken phone. I was originally going to show it strapped to her back on the previous page, but this is more fun.

DeSHOOFing, p5

Bel’s onification continues, and Angela benefits from her unhappiness for once!

DeSHOOFing, p4

Angela is moving on to the local boba tea establishment to kindly return some excess monster essence to Bel with the aid of a hastily written couplet. And that’s no bologna! That’s my awkward wordplay of Bel and Oni. It was a good enough pun for the description, but not good enough to be actual dialogue in the comic.

DeSHOOFing, p3

Ya gotta admit, Angela’s logic was sound. She had a 50/50 shot at re-cursing Winifred into a bite-based monster. But now she’s more interested in the magic powers with a free facelift!

DeSHOOFing, p2

I know I’m burying the lede with that spell name, but Angela as a high powered wicked witch is still Angela.

DeSHOOFing, p1

Angela’s had just about enough backtalk from her human friends. Time to put all of that built up monster essence to good use and set things right!

Delay

I’ll post tomorrow. Spent the day in the ER with my girlfriend. Not asking for pity, but it’s a pretty good excuse.

EDIT: I can thank you all enough for the kind words. Meg went to sleep Saturday in a lot of discomfort and woke up screaming on Sunday. She could barely move. It took a friend and myself to get her downstairs and into the car. The ER was super busy. It took five hours j...

Winimaki

Guess what I’ve been watching/rereading!

Basic Witch

October has begun, so droves of women dressed almost exactly like this have descended on my fair town. I’m not complaining, I’m not even using “basic” derogatorily. I’m just saying the white top/black overall shorts or skirt/high quality witch hat combo becomes more prevalent by orders of magnitude between September 30 and October 1.

This isn’t even part of a TF, I just wanted...

My Booty Is Ready

As a man about to hit his late 40s, it’s time for the important milestone of getting drugged up and having a doctor look at my butt. That’s how they do it, right? Just observe with a serious face, going “hmm” a little bit? Oh there’s a camera? IT GOES WHERE