The Daily Doodles

“The Escape Pod”

It’s a shame it had to be this way.

As Mozzy the Brown Dog and Deuce the Jack Russell watch their master’s ship explode into a thousand pieces from the safety of the escape pod, they wonder to themselves… are we to blame? 

Are we bad dogs?

We tried to wake up our master, we yipped and we yapped, and it’s not our fault that they didn’t understand it meant we were warning them about the fuel leak.   It was strongly implied.

We really did our part.

To be honest, I mean, Master was a good owner… but maybe if they would have played with us more, perhaps we wouldn’t have been so tempted to chew through the fuel line.  This was totally preventable.

Even still… it’s bittersweet to have it end this way.  To not have a human to call your own is so excruciatingly embarrassing; it’s no way for a dog to live.  But as the explosion of their former home and the tiny bits and pieces of their Master fades away into they darkness of space, they realize… we’re free. 

And that’s what Master would have wanted, if they weren’t exploded.

I don’t know… maybe we are bad dogs :-/

Mozzy, ashamed, looks anxiously for a table to hide under as he waits for a scolding that will never come.

And Deuce, for lack of knowing what else to do and feeling equal parts  optimism and fear for the future, simply wags his tail.

Posted 1/15/2013

(Starring Michelle’s space dogs, Mozzy and Deuce of Loonachic.tumblr.com!)

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“Goodnight, Son”

O’ father o’ father, I love my dog so
I’d be ever so sad, if she were to go :’-/

Hush my sweet boy, it pains me to see you cry!
I just want you to know, your dog will certainly die.

But please do not worry! Because there is more
Me and your mother shall die, just as ours did before.
Your sister’s tender hearts will clog up and burst,
(Although, statistically, you’ll likely die first).

Our whole family will be gone, and not remembered at all
And the sun will explode into a gigantic fireball.
As the sun dies, it’ll become a deadly blackhole
Where no light can escape it, and neither can your soul.
The earth will be sucked in, life as we know it will end
It’s the one certainty of existence of which you can depend.

So you have no reason to worry! We’re all born to be dead
Just close those tired eyes, and rest your weary head.

Goodnight, son.

Posted 3/29/2012

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O’ ME AND MY BRICKIE, have the bestest of times
We goof and mess about, and commit the perfect crimes
Me and my Brickie, we dance and we play
And ignore the other kids, who tease us everyday.

I don’t care ‘bout those twerps, cuz’ I got Brickie on my side
When those other kids were mean, I used to run and hide :’-(
But then I found the best pal a boy could ever find!
Auburn, heavy, and stoic, but ever so kind!

He listens to my problems that I have with my dad
Pa doesn’t understand our friendship, which just makes me sad
I think my father needs a brick of his own
And then we can ALL be happy and jolly at home!

As the sun sets, me and Brickie reflect on the day
He reminds me that I’m rad, no matter what they all say
The evening comes to a close but our love will never end,
I love you Brickie; you’re my best friend.

Originally Posted 8/5/2011

DOODLER’S NOTE: This is a rare one taken from my own life, because I had no friends growing up T__T.  NOT EVEN A BRICK.  I like how happy the boy looks!  Only one person I know of noticed it, but I’ve drawn that boy before (same face, mouth, angle, etc)… I did it again here just to see if anyone noticed for funsies.

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As his Boy pet him goodbye, and left and locked the door,
The Lonely Dog knew it’d never see his Boy forevermore.
This has to be the last time, and now his Boy has left
Leaving a hole in the Dog’s soul and his heart quite bereft.

“Why did the Boy have to go?  Couldn’t he bring me along?”
“I could lick his face while driving, and do my barking song.”
“Why, I thought we was a team, friends till the very end!”
“But now I see our love was a lie and it was all pretend” :-/

So The Lonely Dog mopes around, chewing the couch and shoes
Since his Boy was never coming back, what did he have to lose?
“This is possibly the worst thing to happen, in all my doggie days”
“My beloved Boy has left me lonely, so I shall hate him for always”

“But hark!  What ‘tis that sound?  Is it the jingle jangle of keys?!”
“Could it be my Boy returned, and somehow he heard my pleas?!”

The Boy walks through the door, and the Dog does a fancy dance
So happy to not be lonely anymore, he’ll give his Boy one more chance.

Posted 11/5/2011

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O’ ME AND MY BRICKIE, have the bestest of times
We goof and mess about, and commit the perfect crimes
Me and my Brickie, we dance and we play
And ignore the other kids, who tease us everyday.

I don’t care ‘bout those twerps, cuz’ I got Brickie on my side
When those other kids were mean, I used to run and hide :’-(
But then I found the best pal a boy could ever find!
Auburn, heavy, and stoic, but ever so kind!

He listens to my problems that I have with my dad
Pa doesn’t understand our friendship, which just makes me sad
I think my father needs a brick of his own
And then we can ALL be happy and jolly at home!

As the sun sets, me and Brickie reflect on the day
He reminds me that I’m rad, no matter what they all say
The evening comes to a close but our love will never end,
I love you Brickie; you’re my best friend.

Posted 8/5/2011

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LOOK WHAT THE LOVELY AND AMAZING KYE SANGHA OF WHIMSICAL-BEAST CREATED!  She painted a water colour version of my character “Splork”, the deadly alien pet who just wants to be loved.

whimsical-beast:

Splork isn’t quite sure what just happened.  A moment ago he and his master were playing (and it was ever so much fun) and then it suddenly… stopped.

And now master is being very quiet, and something is leaking from his head.

Splork doesn’t know what he did wrong :-(

I LOVE IT.  I love the colours and her interpretation of Splork makes mine look like a living joke.  Another artist wanting to do their own interpretation of your work is a great honour to me, and I reaaaallly love how it turned out.

Thank you Kye!  It’s so damn good and you bested me yet again.  I vote everyone should follow your adventures on Whimsical-Beast or I will give them a right good clackerin’!

(To see my childish original version, CLICK HERE)

Love,
David Michael Chandler (DMC)

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Born 2 years into a 20 year voyage to a private planet his parents purchased to raise a family on, Jefferson DeGraffe looks out into the dark star-peppered void of space.

Him and his parents were meant to hibernate the entire duration of the journey, but a faulty cryogenic valve killed his parents and Jefferson barely escaped the same fate.  For the past year Jefferson has been floating through space on the pre-programmed journey, his parents corpses at his side.

Luckily, he has the standard-issue extended-space-journey Droid assistant to keep him company, but since the Droid is just meant to be a backup pilot of sorts to handle emergency situations, it is not programmed to talk or think.  It just exists.

Time is near meaningless, and this life of quiet loneliness is all he knows.  Some days he stares into a nearby star, and wishes the ship would steer right into its fiery ball of flame and fury, ending the monotony and lonesomeness.

But then, he wonders, who would take care of his Droid?  And he sighs.

Hour after hour, until exhaustion gets the better of him, Jefferson holds his Droid and stares off into space.

Originally Posted 5/25/2011

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DOODLER’S NOTE: I do like this one, but also have a still-nagging feeling that I could have done it _better_.  And that’s a feeling that gets at me sometimes, with some of these Doodles.  I’ll like my idea but not feel I executed it as good as it deserves.

THAT SAID, this is a personal favourite, and I love the idea.

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All it does is sit on a chair, but it can’t even do that right
And she doesn’t clean her hair, so she always looks like a fright

She never lands on her feet; she only lands on her head
No graceful feline leaps; her stupid butt is made of lead.

She hates everyone she meets, even though everyone is so kind.
She tricks you with a rare cuddle, and then tries to scratch you blind.

Her kitty litter reeks; she costs MUCH more than she gives
She’s scientifically, unequivocally the stupidest cat who currently lives

BUT

We will still love it and make sure she has food in her cup
And we will cry for weeks after her 9 lives are up
Until that day, we’ll playfully complain while she’s a churl
And enjoy the endless hatred from The Dumbest Cat in the World.

Posted 7/22/2011

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Dennis Gladstone, home visiting his parents for the holiday, takes a walk along the family property to visit his oldest and bestest friends— the three Robots he owned growing up, and now buried in the family cemetary.

L13L3-BOT, his first Robot, given to him free from a local farmer who had too many Droids to care for… the family moved around a lot then, and L13LE was the only consistent presence he had in his life.  Smart, extremely loyal… it seemed to truly care for him at a time he needed that the most.  He just slowed down one day, and stopped working.  Dennis can still feel the tears well up in his eyes, recalling that memory.

Then there was slow and clunky G1MB-0; stupid and sweet, overly needy, but Dennis knows that the neediness made him feel like he mattered.  The Neuron-Balloon that compresses and circulates the air through G1MB-0’s system was slowly expanding, so Dennis knew for a while that G1MB-0’s end was coming, and he knows he kept G1MB-0 alive for too long because he couldn’t stand the thought of saying bye.  He regrets that now, but G1MB-0 was too dumb to know one way or another.

MRK/trOn, intelligent and fiercely protective, helped welcome Dennis into adulthood.  And while the more independent nature of this Droid was a change for him, it came at the right time… and when the tripolodene filter stopped filtering (an inherent structural flaw common in this Robot-Class), Dennis took the lessons learned from G1MB-0 and didn’t allow MRK/tr0n to suffer for his own selfish reasons.

They were his only friends growing up, and even though they are gone, the quirks of these silly Droids live on subtly in Dennis’s personality… in ways he isn’t even aware of.

He won’t visit their gravesite for another 11 years, but there won’t be a day that goes by that he doesn’t think of them.

Posted 7/8/2011

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Splork isn’t quite sure what just happened.  A moment ago he and his master were playing (and it was ever so much fun) and then it suddenly… stopped.

And now master is being very quiet, and something is leaking from his head.

Splork doesn’t know what he did wrong :-(

Originally Posted 4/25/2011

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DOODLER’S NOTE: I still can’t upload any images, and I don’t think it’s a Tumblr problem… I am bugging computer expert friends to help me out, because it’s sorta a mystery.  UNTIL THE SOLUTION IS FOUND, I gotta do another re-run :-(  I like Splork a lot, but damn I haaaate the marker lines in this one.  Kinda ruins it for me. 

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