I've always been reluctant to show my face in the tickling community. Reasons ought to be explained in the FAQ. But at the time, I was wearing the old mask and visor. Even then, I didn't want to show my eyes either, but then I decided I'll take it off for the first time, and since then I've taken it off frequently in my art as well, till I got the new mask, of course...
In an attempt to look less imitating (jeeze, I was trying a lot of shit in my art in my first year in the tickoing community), I drew myself in a baby-like, quasi-chibi style. I actually had a lot of hair ever since I was born, and even when I was a few months old, my parents had to give my hair a side combing, 'cos it was quite long! I was also that fat as a baby, too!
Part of the update which had Dr. Wolfgang Darang making his debut, I come up face-to-face with my nemesis, with an added fiery background. This was a phase in my young life where I had some bravado, what with me being a teenager and all. The "hero" and the "villain". Pah. Anyway, I did mention Darang was a villain in a personal comic I drew, so that may explain why I drew this toon.
Here's my testosterone-fuelled, machofied, teenage fanboy coming out again at my "freshman" year, circa June 2001. Here's my good old self, trying to emulate Akuma by charging up and flaming, probably giving myself piles in the process. This was part of my last update before I left on holiday for a month-long holiday to the Philippines. I came a bit more relaxed and cooler, fortunately...
And the pseudo-machoness continues. This supposedly, is how the "Poisonous Monkey" came about: About to be delivered somewhere by the Foot Solderettes of Feather (better known as the Barefoot Feminists) to Dr. Darang, I believe. Until I blew up the doors I was in, then in one fell swoop, I left the Foot Soldierettes foot tickled in stocks whil made my escape, only to resurface in the tickling community. Yay.
Probably the first picture of me acting like a right ass, instead of that fired-up shit. I never saw Monkey on TV in my youth, but it started showing again in 2003, and it's very silly but great fun. Since this was the silly side of me that has become ever prevelant, I parodied it and dress like Son Goku himself, right down to his massive sideburns (which oddly overlaps my mask). People thought it was hilarious. Well, they're mostly DBZ fanboys. Heh...
And the madness continues. With so many different artists doing little gift arts for my Yahoo! Group's (nee club) second anniversary, it's only fair to say I'd do my own to celebrate. So, here's me taking advantage of a pair of gorgeous bare feet in stocks and full toe bondage with some paint and a brush. I have to say the support over the years has been fantastic, so muchos gracias to you lot!
With the amount of felt pens I'm going through and wasting, the money I was spending on them, and my relentless practice in using Paint Shop Pro, I decided I had to start a fresh anew, and try and post all my future work in CG-style, so can at least hold a candle to the likes of Cheshire Cat, Scamwich, and others. To signify this, I drew myself throwing my used felt pens in the bin. CGs take much longer to do, mind...
The banner that marked my change in style from colouring in felt pens to computer graphic colouring with Paint Shop Pro 7. Obviously harder than most CGs I've done as practice, I drew the outline and felt coloured the half that's flaking off, and did two scans: Full colour and lineart. With some layering, deft use of the eraser and magic wand and the odd tool here and there, this is what I've come up with. For someone with only a few months proper use of Paint Shop Pro, it ain't too bad.
One of the biggest suprises of 2004 for me was winning the TMF Golden Feathers Award for Best Original Artist of 2003. In honour of the occasion (albeit slightly late), I came up with this silly abomination. I mocked up a kind of awards ceremony, complete with glitz, and numerous Hollywood awards stereotypes. In typical understated fashion, I start crying while giving the speech upon receiving the award, then the speech drags so long, it becomes painful. Now, where's my prize, Myriads??!!
This frightening sight came about in the TMF chatroom, where my bizarre randomness came up with The Groin of Doom!™ Basically, I use it when there's troublemakers, and scare them to the point where they won't misbehave again... supposedly. To charge it up, I use the Big Wiggle dance from ex-WCW wrestler Norman Smiley: Rub the crotch furiously, then "smack my bitch up". From there, The Pubic Tentacles of Despair and The Balls of the Apocalypse are activated! GRRAAARRR!!!... somebody slap me...
Had this idea in my head for a while and it recently managed to crop up. This is a parody of a Reebok ad aired in the UK, so UK folk will immediately get this one. If you don't, then see the ad yourself. It had a bloke running away from a bouncing belly, hence the tagline "Lose the beer belly". Here, we have Anglo-Asian hottie Robi (note her top and the logo) chased by a bouncing Chimp belly abombination. Perhaps the weirdest and daftest parody I've ever done.
One year after the first appearance of the Chimp's fabled Groin of Doom!™ made its debut in cartoon form, the almightly crotch of your truly returns, complete with The Pubic Tentacles of Despair and The Balls of the Apocalypse. This time, it's now enhanced with a bigger red codpiece (ala Cameo) and bigger afro hair. Those who are faint of heart, I suggest you don't look at this. My Groin of Doom!™ cannot be responsible for deaths...