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Thanks everyone
LBH : I always love your replies - And yes despite Clare's feisty attitude she was still no match for Tee-Kee! And as you pointed out Who can possible fight off his tickling torments if Clare was no match (lol)
Ilohnoh : More to come soon and as for the characters don't worry you will find out at the end 😉
FT Genikit : Tee-Kee simply loves the ticklish girls
isabeau : Cheers Izzy & i'll get the boots posted to you ASAP (lol)
dnc2423 : Well as everyone knows Hayley and her little black socks are DUE to appear in the story pretty soon 😉
But in the meantime i'll see if i can get to work on a one-off pic. featuring more nylons and stockings if you like?
LBH : I always love your replies - And yes despite Clare's feisty attitude she was still no match for Tee-Kee! And as you pointed out Who can possible fight off his tickling torments if Clare was no match (lol)
Ilohnoh : More to come soon and as for the characters don't worry you will find out at the end 😉
FT Genikit : Tee-Kee simply loves the ticklish girls
isabeau : Cheers Izzy & i'll get the boots posted to you ASAP (lol)
dnc2423 : Well as everyone knows Hayley and her little black socks are DUE to appear in the story pretty soon 😉
But in the meantime i'll see if i can get to work on a one-off pic. featuring more nylons and stockings if you like?
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Just a quick update for those interested - I'm currently sketching chap. 4 and will sketch chap. 5 soon after - but as for scanning colouring and posting...... well that could be many weeks unfortunately - i'm currently using a friends laptop as my comp. has completely broke down - it means i won't have access to a scanner for weeks.
It also means a pic i had in mind won't get started or finished intime for the 2008 Art contest deadline.............. darn!!!!
It also means a pic i had in mind won't get started or finished intime for the 2008 Art contest deadline.............. darn!!!!
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Eep...!
I just today did a big backup of my system, because I had accumulated enough new stuff to fill an entire DVD. Just wanted to be 'on time' in case some small disaster would happen to me too.
Hope you get everything back in the old state as much as possible. And I know how much work colouring is... pfft... 😛
I just today did a big backup of my system, because I had accumulated enough new stuff to fill an entire DVD. Just wanted to be 'on time' in case some small disaster would happen to me too.
Hope you get everything back in the old state as much as possible. And I know how much work colouring is... pfft... 😛
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They are actually black cotton socks - but the idea of knee high's just makes her sound even sexier (lol)
So although they are not nylons I'm sure TK-11 will still love to play around with them once she's in his grip 😉
I have played around in the past with Katie having just-over-the-knee black Nylons and I'm sure Hawk will use this concept when it's Katie's turn to face TK-11,
And i may use this from now on instead of the black tights - that she normally wears during her days at the office (lol)
So although they are not nylons I'm sure TK-11 will still love to play around with them once she's in his grip 😉
I have played around in the past with Katie having just-over-the-knee black Nylons and I'm sure Hawk will use this concept when it's Katie's turn to face TK-11,
And i may use this from now on instead of the black tights - that she normally wears during her days at the office (lol)
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I'm back.................
Still not fixed my original comp. but now i have access to a laptop - and i did manage to salvage some stuff and have been busy sketching chap. 5 - and as your about to find out i'm back in the flow of scanning/colouring other pages - here are the first 5 of 10 pages for chapter 4. - chap 5 is sketched and im excited about starting the colour work over th next few weeks.
So here is a long overdue segment
Chapter 4 - Part 1 of 2
“I TOLD YOU…I DON”T KNOW!” Katie shouted at the officer. C.T. stood there, poker-faced and incredulous. He stood there with his notebook open, scribbling more notes.
The past week had been insane for her. First, Vicky disappears, standing her and Keeley up. Now, Vicky’s agent Clair’s car was found in the parking lot with no sign of her anywhere. There were no signs that she had even been at the shop, but C.T. seemed to think there was a link. Frankly, Katie thought that the real reason he was hanging around was to flirt with Katie and ask her out. She just wanted him out of there so she could get back to work.
The shop was a busy as ever, with TeeKee now sprouting red blossoms to go with the purple ones that appeared the day after Vicky had disappeared. All of the publicity from TeeKee blossoming had even brought the regular press crawling all over the shop. Keeley was soaking up as much attention as she could. Katie was too busy trying to keep business going to care, but most of the press wanted her. And to be honest, she was enjoying the time in spotlight.
She didn’t need to advertise anymore. All the press coverage made Hayley’s ads pale in comparison. Keeley had even remarked that Katie was dressing much better, perhaps even hotter, than normal at the shop. Katie had to admit, she had been dressing more to be seen. But now, she had to get rid of the pesky cop.
“So, you found nothing in here at all of hers in the shop? No cell phone, purse, keys?” C.T. asked for what seemed like the 1000th time.
“No, and I didn’t even know that was her car in front of the liquor store either. Now, I have customers to tend to…” she said as she left him standing there, a customer at the register. C.T. closed his notebook and walked off toward TeeKee.
The plant looked huge as he stood at its base. Some of its branches had even begun to entwine themselves in the rafters of the shop. He marveled at the size of the branches, the many vines, and the huge bulb-like part that was still yet to bloom.
Then, something caught his eye. He reached into the terra cotta pot that TeeKee was now in and pulled out a shard of red fabric. It was the same shade as the new blossoms that had come out this morning on TeeKee. He felt and pulled at it. It felt elasctic and springy, like some of the sport garments he and his fellow officers wore when practicing for the precinct rugby team. One of Clair’s neighbors, a peeping tom according to the rest of the neighborhood, claims he saw her leave her place in a red workout suit. He placed it in a ziplock evidence bag and left.
The rest of the day was quite normal, or, at least as normal as it could be since TeeKee had sprouted. It was almost closing time when she saw a sight that made her cringe. There, entering the doorway to the shop was Hayley Fullard. She marched in wearing a black lace shrug that tied off in the front, just sheer enough to show the high fashion black lace bra under it, plus a pink satin mini-skirt that flashed plenty of leg to catch the eyes of the cameramen who were still there.
She stormed right up to Katie and the words came out like a rapid-fire gun. “I suppose you think you’re something special, huh? Get some freakin’ huge plant to grow and now every treats you like Lady Di or something?” Katie looked up and saw the rage building inside her supposed rival. She hadn’t seen Hayley this angry since their senior year when Hayley had been beaten out for class president. She enjoyed the sight for the moment before she responded.
“Gee, Hayley, TeeKee is pretty freakin’ huge, isn’t he? Maybe Muster outta see if they can buy someone out and get something like him, since they don’t seem to know how to grow their own?” The running truth in the business was that lately, Munster was so bloated that they were unable to come up with innovative or original ideas, but bought Mom & Pop stores in order to steal their ideas. “I know…why don’t you go to the spa and get a new facial, the one you have is wearing off…”
“You just wait, Katie…this won’t last forever. You can’t make this…this... thing…last forever. Whatcha gonna do when this thing dies and everyone ignores you like they should? Play in the dirt with your cousin all day?”
“No, I’ll actually earn a living, rather than act like a spoiled little trust fund chick all day. Excuse me, it’s closing time. I need to lock up and water the plants…” Katie retorted back as she turned her back on Hayley. She was enjoying this, even if just for a short time. Hayley huffed, reached in her personallized **** purse. She pulled out her cell phone and started to dial as she stormed out. Katie and Keeley tended to the plants before they closed up for the night.
C.T. looked at his watch. 9:25 PM. He stood in front of the plant nursery. He knew what he was about to do wasn’t quite within the policies and procedures of the department, but this was an extreme case. He knew that Katie had to be hiding evidence in the shop dealing with the disappearance of both women. The only thing in common with both women was this plant shop. The shard of cloth was the type of material used in workout clothes, and C.T. was convinced that Clair had been there the night before. Interviews that afternoon with the liquor store clerk confirmed that Clair had walked to the shop, but he did not see her return to her car.
He walked to the back door and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small Mag Lite and a lock pick. In seconds, he had the door open and slowly entered. He had already deactivated the alarm system, but would hook it back up when he left. His plan was to simply look for evidence. When he found it, he would leave it there, then get a search warrant to make it all legal. Then, he would bust this case wide open and endless promotions would follow. It was a quite simple and , to be honest, brilliant plan.
He stayed low, sweeping the light across the floor as he approached the main counter. He put on latex gloves and began to slowly search each drawer and compartment. He found nothing there. He moved to Katie’s office. He thoroughly searched her desk, then the room. Still nothing. Then, he hit pay dirt. Hidden in the back of one of the filing cabinets, he found a pair of purple shoes. He knew that they had to be Vicky’s. They matched the description perfectly from Keeley and Katie’s own words. He put them back carefully and left the office.
The shoes were a great find, but not enough. He needed more. He crouched low as he left the office, moving past the counter. He surveyed the area. He saw all the potted plants, shelves, and empty pots. “Maybe she has the evidence buried…” he mumbled to himself. He walked over toward the stack of empty pots, thinking it would be the fastest place to start. He started to unstack the pots, looking for anything that could be used as evidence. Not finding anything in the first stack, he started on another stack.
He brushed some vines away as he did, not remembering them being there previously. When he finished looking over the final stack of pots, he found himself kicking away more vines. “Strange…where did these come from?” he wondered as he tried to step over them. He cursed quietly as he found his feet entangled in a vine. He kicked at the vines and finally stepped over it.
“WHAAAAAAAA???”
Suddenly, C.T. felt himself being grabbed by the feet and lifted into the air. He looked around wildly to see what was going on. More vines had shot around his feet and were as tight as ropes around his ankles. He reached toward his pocket for his knife. When he did, a new vine reached out and grabbed at his hand, blocking his attempt. He managed to keep his hands free from becoming entangled. As he did, he saw in horror as more vines began to wrap around his legs.
Still not fixed my original comp. but now i have access to a laptop - and i did manage to salvage some stuff and have been busy sketching chap. 5 - and as your about to find out i'm back in the flow of scanning/colouring other pages - here are the first 5 of 10 pages for chapter 4. - chap 5 is sketched and im excited about starting the colour work over th next few weeks.
So here is a long overdue segment
Chapter 4 - Part 1 of 2
“I TOLD YOU…I DON”T KNOW!” Katie shouted at the officer. C.T. stood there, poker-faced and incredulous. He stood there with his notebook open, scribbling more notes.
The past week had been insane for her. First, Vicky disappears, standing her and Keeley up. Now, Vicky’s agent Clair’s car was found in the parking lot with no sign of her anywhere. There were no signs that she had even been at the shop, but C.T. seemed to think there was a link. Frankly, Katie thought that the real reason he was hanging around was to flirt with Katie and ask her out. She just wanted him out of there so she could get back to work.
The shop was a busy as ever, with TeeKee now sprouting red blossoms to go with the purple ones that appeared the day after Vicky had disappeared. All of the publicity from TeeKee blossoming had even brought the regular press crawling all over the shop. Keeley was soaking up as much attention as she could. Katie was too busy trying to keep business going to care, but most of the press wanted her. And to be honest, she was enjoying the time in spotlight.
She didn’t need to advertise anymore. All the press coverage made Hayley’s ads pale in comparison. Keeley had even remarked that Katie was dressing much better, perhaps even hotter, than normal at the shop. Katie had to admit, she had been dressing more to be seen. But now, she had to get rid of the pesky cop.
“So, you found nothing in here at all of hers in the shop? No cell phone, purse, keys?” C.T. asked for what seemed like the 1000th time.
“No, and I didn’t even know that was her car in front of the liquor store either. Now, I have customers to tend to…” she said as she left him standing there, a customer at the register. C.T. closed his notebook and walked off toward TeeKee.
The plant looked huge as he stood at its base. Some of its branches had even begun to entwine themselves in the rafters of the shop. He marveled at the size of the branches, the many vines, and the huge bulb-like part that was still yet to bloom.
Then, something caught his eye. He reached into the terra cotta pot that TeeKee was now in and pulled out a shard of red fabric. It was the same shade as the new blossoms that had come out this morning on TeeKee. He felt and pulled at it. It felt elasctic and springy, like some of the sport garments he and his fellow officers wore when practicing for the precinct rugby team. One of Clair’s neighbors, a peeping tom according to the rest of the neighborhood, claims he saw her leave her place in a red workout suit. He placed it in a ziplock evidence bag and left.
The rest of the day was quite normal, or, at least as normal as it could be since TeeKee had sprouted. It was almost closing time when she saw a sight that made her cringe. There, entering the doorway to the shop was Hayley Fullard. She marched in wearing a black lace shrug that tied off in the front, just sheer enough to show the high fashion black lace bra under it, plus a pink satin mini-skirt that flashed plenty of leg to catch the eyes of the cameramen who were still there.
She stormed right up to Katie and the words came out like a rapid-fire gun. “I suppose you think you’re something special, huh? Get some freakin’ huge plant to grow and now every treats you like Lady Di or something?” Katie looked up and saw the rage building inside her supposed rival. She hadn’t seen Hayley this angry since their senior year when Hayley had been beaten out for class president. She enjoyed the sight for the moment before she responded.
“Gee, Hayley, TeeKee is pretty freakin’ huge, isn’t he? Maybe Muster outta see if they can buy someone out and get something like him, since they don’t seem to know how to grow their own?” The running truth in the business was that lately, Munster was so bloated that they were unable to come up with innovative or original ideas, but bought Mom & Pop stores in order to steal their ideas. “I know…why don’t you go to the spa and get a new facial, the one you have is wearing off…”
“You just wait, Katie…this won’t last forever. You can’t make this…this... thing…last forever. Whatcha gonna do when this thing dies and everyone ignores you like they should? Play in the dirt with your cousin all day?”
“No, I’ll actually earn a living, rather than act like a spoiled little trust fund chick all day. Excuse me, it’s closing time. I need to lock up and water the plants…” Katie retorted back as she turned her back on Hayley. She was enjoying this, even if just for a short time. Hayley huffed, reached in her personallized **** purse. She pulled out her cell phone and started to dial as she stormed out. Katie and Keeley tended to the plants before they closed up for the night.
C.T. looked at his watch. 9:25 PM. He stood in front of the plant nursery. He knew what he was about to do wasn’t quite within the policies and procedures of the department, but this was an extreme case. He knew that Katie had to be hiding evidence in the shop dealing with the disappearance of both women. The only thing in common with both women was this plant shop. The shard of cloth was the type of material used in workout clothes, and C.T. was convinced that Clair had been there the night before. Interviews that afternoon with the liquor store clerk confirmed that Clair had walked to the shop, but he did not see her return to her car.
He walked to the back door and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small Mag Lite and a lock pick. In seconds, he had the door open and slowly entered. He had already deactivated the alarm system, but would hook it back up when he left. His plan was to simply look for evidence. When he found it, he would leave it there, then get a search warrant to make it all legal. Then, he would bust this case wide open and endless promotions would follow. It was a quite simple and , to be honest, brilliant plan.
He stayed low, sweeping the light across the floor as he approached the main counter. He put on latex gloves and began to slowly search each drawer and compartment. He found nothing there. He moved to Katie’s office. He thoroughly searched her desk, then the room. Still nothing. Then, he hit pay dirt. Hidden in the back of one of the filing cabinets, he found a pair of purple shoes. He knew that they had to be Vicky’s. They matched the description perfectly from Keeley and Katie’s own words. He put them back carefully and left the office.
The shoes were a great find, but not enough. He needed more. He crouched low as he left the office, moving past the counter. He surveyed the area. He saw all the potted plants, shelves, and empty pots. “Maybe she has the evidence buried…” he mumbled to himself. He walked over toward the stack of empty pots, thinking it would be the fastest place to start. He started to unstack the pots, looking for anything that could be used as evidence. Not finding anything in the first stack, he started on another stack.
He brushed some vines away as he did, not remembering them being there previously. When he finished looking over the final stack of pots, he found himself kicking away more vines. “Strange…where did these come from?” he wondered as he tried to step over them. He cursed quietly as he found his feet entangled in a vine. He kicked at the vines and finally stepped over it.
“WHAAAAAAAA???”
Suddenly, C.T. felt himself being grabbed by the feet and lifted into the air. He looked around wildly to see what was going on. More vines had shot around his feet and were as tight as ropes around his ankles. He reached toward his pocket for his knife. When he did, a new vine reached out and grabbed at his hand, blocking his attempt. He managed to keep his hands free from becoming entangled. As he did, he saw in horror as more vines began to wrap around his legs.
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OOOOOOOOHH! You got around to publish the new pages!
Loved to see the mystery visitor in the first frame! 😀 Thanks for including her. I like the way you did her in your own style. 🙂
I like the blossoms, especially that they are in different colours now too. Really gives the plant something extra-exotic! Well done!
And I like Hayley's see-through top. Did she always wear that and I never noticed... or is that new? Hm... very cool.
Oh, and the cop is a nosy one! I bet that Special Agent Jen would be handling the case MUCH better. But she is not on the case (and aside from that, the story still plays a rough 6 years before she joined the police force. 😉 )
Looking forward to the second part of the chapter, keep up the good work!
Ilo
Loved to see the mystery visitor in the first frame! 😀 Thanks for including her. I like the way you did her in your own style. 🙂
I like the blossoms, especially that they are in different colours now too. Really gives the plant something extra-exotic! Well done!
And I like Hayley's see-through top. Did she always wear that and I never noticed... or is that new? Hm... very cool.
Oh, and the cop is a nosy one! I bet that Special Agent Jen would be handling the case MUCH better. But she is not on the case (and aside from that, the story still plays a rough 6 years before she joined the police force. 😉 )
Looking forward to the second part of the chapter, keep up the good work!
Ilo
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Bobby blue buds (or, perhaps, cat-burglar black) seem poised to join the red and violet already in place! That'll teach CT for pursuing his official duty! Well... considering his underhanded investigation methods, perhaps this is a needed lesson! Meanwhile, nosey Hayley's mysterious phone call may provide even further meals for a hungery TeeKee! Just which set of wheels is she setting in motion, exactly? The wheels to the lunch wagon, most like!
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Chapter 4 - part 2 of 2
Here is Part 2 of 2 for Chapter 4.
Set to work on pages for Chapter 5 this week - you'll be pleased to know there are over 20 pages alone for the next Part - but it's the pen-ultimate showdown with Tee-Kee and it's got tons of tickling 😉
Chapter 4 - Part 2 of 2
“How sweet. Something male. I wonder how you will taste…”
C.T. looked around for the source of the voice. His face became at least a dozen shades of pale as he saw the large bud open, showing lips and a tongue, speaking toward him.
“This…impossible…it…can’t be!” he cried out as he dodged vines aiming for his arms. Suddenly, the reality of it all hit him. He was about to meet the same demise as Vicky and Clair. Did Katie know about this monster? Obviously not, since he had seen her give the creature plant food earlier that day. Now, only one thing mattered. Survival!
“Hold still and make this easier on yourself…” the plant purred out.
“Over…my…dead….body!” C.T. shouted as he struggled
“If you insist…” the plant replied as more vines moved out. C.T. cursed his luck that he had not brought along his gun. A well placed bullet in the mouth-bud would help his cause. The only weapon he had on him was his Tazer. It would take a well placed shot to get the plant on the bud or one of the main trunks, but it was all he had. But first, he went for his knife, pulled it out and began to cut at the vines at his waist.
As soon as he cut the first vine, the plant shook C.T. violently. It began to whip-crack him in the middle of the room. The second crack of the whipping vines knocked the knife out of his hands. C.T. reached for his Tazer now. The weapon was his only chance.
“No more playing nice…” the plant cried out as it kept shaking C.T. all over the place. In the process, he felt his shoes fly off. The vines kept shooting for his arms, trying to immobilize him. He felt them bounce off his ribs and sides as he tried to grab the Tazer. He got it in his hands after several attempts, and aimed it at the gaping maw of the creature. The creature was still trying to wind vines around him to mummify him, but he kept his arms free. His body was still flailing all over the room, but was being slowly moved toward the mouth-bud.
“And now…time for a real dinner…” TeeKee said as he moved C.T. closer to his mouth. Finally, C.T. could wait no longer. He raised the Tazer and tried to aim, but he did not have a clear shot. The creature was just moving him around too much. He would only get one shot, and he could not afford to miss.
“OW!” C.T. shouted as TeeKee rammed him into a rafter. His shoulder hit it hard, sending a stinging sensation down his arm. He fought it off as he tried to take aim again. The creature, somehow sensing it, flung him against another rafter against his gun arm. He screamed in pain and dropped the Tazer. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what had happened. He was now weaponless!
He reached for one of the rafters, wrapping his arms around some beams. He pulled as hard as he could against the entangling vines. He felt some of them give as he pulled. He tried to climb higher to pull harder away from it. TeeKee pulled even harder back, but C.T.’s grip was tight as well. C.T. clung to the rafters for dear life, knowing that he had to pull loose from the deadly grip of the vines.
“Come to me…there is no escaping me now” said TeeKee as it shot more vines toward C.T. This time, the vines wrapped around his arms, slowly and methodically. They grips his arms and pulled at them, trying to wrest them free of the rafters. C.T. felt them tightening, his ligaments and tendons searing in pain from their viselike grip. The lumber began to creak as the creature pulled. More vines came, wrapping around his arms tighter and tighter.
Soon, the pain became too much and C.T. released his grip on the rafters. As he did, he tumbled downward in the air towards the open jaws of TeeKee. Then, with a swift jerk, the vines around his legs jerked him like a bungee cord, suspending him over the mouth of the creature. C.T. fought to free his arms as TeeKee lowered him, headfirst toward his mouth. “Yes…finally…dinnertime...” he chuckled as he taunted his victim.
C.T.’s head entered first, with the lips slowly closing around his head and neck. C.T. shook and wriggled in vain, hoping to shake free, somehow, someway. Gulp, gulp, gulp went TeeKee as he slowly, cruelly, methodically swallowed him down. When C.T.’s feet disappeared, TeeKee swallowed one last time, a smile crossing its cruel lips.
“Mmmmmm….tasty...a bit tough…but delicious none the less…”
Here is Part 2 of 2 for Chapter 4.
Set to work on pages for Chapter 5 this week - you'll be pleased to know there are over 20 pages alone for the next Part - but it's the pen-ultimate showdown with Tee-Kee and it's got tons of tickling 😉
Chapter 4 - Part 2 of 2
“How sweet. Something male. I wonder how you will taste…”
C.T. looked around for the source of the voice. His face became at least a dozen shades of pale as he saw the large bud open, showing lips and a tongue, speaking toward him.
“This…impossible…it…can’t be!” he cried out as he dodged vines aiming for his arms. Suddenly, the reality of it all hit him. He was about to meet the same demise as Vicky and Clair. Did Katie know about this monster? Obviously not, since he had seen her give the creature plant food earlier that day. Now, only one thing mattered. Survival!
“Hold still and make this easier on yourself…” the plant purred out.
“Over…my…dead….body!” C.T. shouted as he struggled
“If you insist…” the plant replied as more vines moved out. C.T. cursed his luck that he had not brought along his gun. A well placed bullet in the mouth-bud would help his cause. The only weapon he had on him was his Tazer. It would take a well placed shot to get the plant on the bud or one of the main trunks, but it was all he had. But first, he went for his knife, pulled it out and began to cut at the vines at his waist.
As soon as he cut the first vine, the plant shook C.T. violently. It began to whip-crack him in the middle of the room. The second crack of the whipping vines knocked the knife out of his hands. C.T. reached for his Tazer now. The weapon was his only chance.
“No more playing nice…” the plant cried out as it kept shaking C.T. all over the place. In the process, he felt his shoes fly off. The vines kept shooting for his arms, trying to immobilize him. He felt them bounce off his ribs and sides as he tried to grab the Tazer. He got it in his hands after several attempts, and aimed it at the gaping maw of the creature. The creature was still trying to wind vines around him to mummify him, but he kept his arms free. His body was still flailing all over the room, but was being slowly moved toward the mouth-bud.
“And now…time for a real dinner…” TeeKee said as he moved C.T. closer to his mouth. Finally, C.T. could wait no longer. He raised the Tazer and tried to aim, but he did not have a clear shot. The creature was just moving him around too much. He would only get one shot, and he could not afford to miss.
“OW!” C.T. shouted as TeeKee rammed him into a rafter. His shoulder hit it hard, sending a stinging sensation down his arm. He fought it off as he tried to take aim again. The creature, somehow sensing it, flung him against another rafter against his gun arm. He screamed in pain and dropped the Tazer. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what had happened. He was now weaponless!
He reached for one of the rafters, wrapping his arms around some beams. He pulled as hard as he could against the entangling vines. He felt some of them give as he pulled. He tried to climb higher to pull harder away from it. TeeKee pulled even harder back, but C.T.’s grip was tight as well. C.T. clung to the rafters for dear life, knowing that he had to pull loose from the deadly grip of the vines.
“Come to me…there is no escaping me now” said TeeKee as it shot more vines toward C.T. This time, the vines wrapped around his arms, slowly and methodically. They grips his arms and pulled at them, trying to wrest them free of the rafters. C.T. felt them tightening, his ligaments and tendons searing in pain from their viselike grip. The lumber began to creak as the creature pulled. More vines came, wrapping around his arms tighter and tighter.
Soon, the pain became too much and C.T. released his grip on the rafters. As he did, he tumbled downward in the air towards the open jaws of TeeKee. Then, with a swift jerk, the vines around his legs jerked him like a bungee cord, suspending him over the mouth of the creature. C.T. fought to free his arms as TeeKee lowered him, headfirst toward his mouth. “Yes…finally…dinnertime...” he chuckled as he taunted his victim.
C.T.’s head entered first, with the lips slowly closing around his head and neck. C.T. shook and wriggled in vain, hoping to shake free, somehow, someway. Gulp, gulp, gulp went TeeKee as he slowly, cruelly, methodically swallowed him down. When C.T.’s feet disappeared, TeeKee swallowed one last time, a smile crossing its cruel lips.
“Mmmmmm….tasty...a bit tough…but delicious none the less…”
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ooh... the rest of the pages already! (and they tell me I produce stuff fast!)
Looks like TeeKee has become a lot more violent (just gulping CT down right away) and less nice (first giving some tickle session) in this one.
Thanks also for drawing the roof. *grin* I told you about a "Scene of Desperation" idea I had for which I wanted to briefly borrow TeeKee and I was JUST in need of a roof like that. I didn't remember if I had ever seen the roof of the little shop before, but this will come in handy to actually make it a bit more 'actual'.
Back to the comic: CT isn't having an easy time. And he's actually pretty fast and cunning, being able to so quickly grab onto the roof when slammed against it with his back. Or I think he's slammed against it several times (at least two pictures show this). I'm also very curious about the very last text below the last picture... HOW will Katie find out... maybe the Tazer is lying on the ground next to TeeKee?...
Keep going, this is a fun story. 🙂
Looks like TeeKee has become a lot more violent (just gulping CT down right away) and less nice (first giving some tickle session) in this one.
Thanks also for drawing the roof. *grin* I told you about a "Scene of Desperation" idea I had for which I wanted to briefly borrow TeeKee and I was JUST in need of a roof like that. I didn't remember if I had ever seen the roof of the little shop before, but this will come in handy to actually make it a bit more 'actual'.
Back to the comic: CT isn't having an easy time. And he's actually pretty fast and cunning, being able to so quickly grab onto the roof when slammed against it with his back. Or I think he's slammed against it several times (at least two pictures show this). I'm also very curious about the very last text below the last picture... HOW will Katie find out... maybe the Tazer is lying on the ground next to TeeKee?...
Keep going, this is a fun story. 🙂
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The long arm of the law becomes the rare leg of the lamb! Not an easy meal... like most tough meat, TC must be pounded some before he's palatable! Deprived of blade and Tazer, this luckless cop forfeits his own chance to fricassee and dine (if man smacks of mutton, might not TeeKee taste of cabbage? Cole slaw fans everywhere demand to know!)... perhaps upcoming menu items will fare better! The next one will certainly have loads of fun: twenty pages-worth of laughs can tempt even the most stubborn appetite! Hayley's overdue for some tickling attention... that sweet treat could be served as either dessert or savory with complete gastronomic success!
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Chapter 5 - Part 1 of 4
Had chance to get this pen-ultimate chapter started - and i'm really enjoying drawing/colouring this superb segment.
It really is the best Chapter of the series so far..........
So without any further delay here is the opening segment 🙂
Chapter 5 - Part 1 of 4
It was nearly 6 AM when the car drove up to Ockerman’s Nursery. A lone female figure opened the door and slowly walked to the back of the shop. Hayley looked around as the sun slowly started to rise over the horizon. Her eyes blazed with glee as she saw that the paltry alarm system was not on. No need for the tools she brought with her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the small electronic kit she had been given by the security chief for Munster’s from her skin tight Capri-style jeans. She set it next to the door and slowly entered the shop.
Hayley felt no need to dress in any sort of ‘covert’ style. She was just going right in and right out, so she just pulled on her black sports bra top, the Capris, her favorite black knee-high socks, and her trainers. After this ‘hit,’ she was going right to the gym for her workout. She looked in her hand and smiled. The bottle contained pure Mun-clear, the herbicide that Munster’s sold exclusively. It was sold as a 3% solution and would kill any plant out there. Hayley was taking no chances and was going to pour the straight solution into TeeKee’s pot.
She looked around slowly. The main room was trashed. It looked as if someone had been in there searching for something or as if a brawl had occurred. “That explains why the alarm is off,” she mumbled to herself. She slowly looked around her, hoping that whoever was here was gone. She saw no signs of humanity around, just all the offered flora. TeeKee was impossible to miss, its massive bulb and vines all over the place. She saw several vines at her feet and stomped on one just for spite. She hated Katie, Keeley, and this wretched plant that was causing the world to forget about her.
“Let’s get this over with, “she said out loud, to no one in particular. She slowly walked over to the terra cotta pot that TeeKee was potted in. She couldn’t help but be impressed with its massive size. She agreed now that perhaps she should steal a spring from it so Munster’s could grow one as well or at least start to sell bulbs of it to the public. She looked it, and determined that it was not the kind that would grow from a cropping. She dug around in the dirt and could not find any seedpods, bulbs, or other sources of reproduction. The only thing left was to try to get to the blossoms. She noticed that there was a new one, kind of a bluish-black coloring. She thought that is was weird that all the blossoms were different shades on the same plant. She looked around and saw no step ladders anywhere.
“Time to ‘cowgirl up,’” she said as she looked for a way to climb up to the nearest blossom, the purple one. Reporters had said it was the first, so it would be more likely to create seeds. The trunk of the plant was not conducive, so she looked at the vines nearest to the blossom. She tugged on one. It seemed strong enough. She giggled as she thought of herself as Tarzan’s Jane, swinging in the shop on the vines. She wrapped her legs around a vine and began to shimmy upwards. The vine felt strong, but the leaves all over it were incredibly soft, and she giggled as they slide across her belly and neck. The neck was the worst, by far. She tried not to giggle as she climbed but she couldn’t help herself.
Suddenly, she felt one of her shoes fall to the floor. She looked down as it fell and hit the floor. It was surprising, since the Velcro should have held tight. She shrugged and kept climbing, a mere 3 meters from the bloom. This time she heard the Velcro peel off. She looked and shook her head in disbelief. The vine she was climbing was actually wrapped around her foot and seemed to be pulling off her shoe! She quickly climbed further up and was right in front of the purple blossom. She reached out with one hand to touch it and feel the pistle to see if any seeds were there to be harvested. She watched in amazement as the blossom closed up completely upon her touch.
Had chance to get this pen-ultimate chapter started - and i'm really enjoying drawing/colouring this superb segment.
It really is the best Chapter of the series so far..........
So without any further delay here is the opening segment 🙂
Chapter 5 - Part 1 of 4
It was nearly 6 AM when the car drove up to Ockerman’s Nursery. A lone female figure opened the door and slowly walked to the back of the shop. Hayley looked around as the sun slowly started to rise over the horizon. Her eyes blazed with glee as she saw that the paltry alarm system was not on. No need for the tools she brought with her. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the small electronic kit she had been given by the security chief for Munster’s from her skin tight Capri-style jeans. She set it next to the door and slowly entered the shop.
Hayley felt no need to dress in any sort of ‘covert’ style. She was just going right in and right out, so she just pulled on her black sports bra top, the Capris, her favorite black knee-high socks, and her trainers. After this ‘hit,’ she was going right to the gym for her workout. She looked in her hand and smiled. The bottle contained pure Mun-clear, the herbicide that Munster’s sold exclusively. It was sold as a 3% solution and would kill any plant out there. Hayley was taking no chances and was going to pour the straight solution into TeeKee’s pot.
She looked around slowly. The main room was trashed. It looked as if someone had been in there searching for something or as if a brawl had occurred. “That explains why the alarm is off,” she mumbled to herself. She slowly looked around her, hoping that whoever was here was gone. She saw no signs of humanity around, just all the offered flora. TeeKee was impossible to miss, its massive bulb and vines all over the place. She saw several vines at her feet and stomped on one just for spite. She hated Katie, Keeley, and this wretched plant that was causing the world to forget about her.
“Let’s get this over with, “she said out loud, to no one in particular. She slowly walked over to the terra cotta pot that TeeKee was potted in. She couldn’t help but be impressed with its massive size. She agreed now that perhaps she should steal a spring from it so Munster’s could grow one as well or at least start to sell bulbs of it to the public. She looked it, and determined that it was not the kind that would grow from a cropping. She dug around in the dirt and could not find any seedpods, bulbs, or other sources of reproduction. The only thing left was to try to get to the blossoms. She noticed that there was a new one, kind of a bluish-black coloring. She thought that is was weird that all the blossoms were different shades on the same plant. She looked around and saw no step ladders anywhere.
“Time to ‘cowgirl up,’” she said as she looked for a way to climb up to the nearest blossom, the purple one. Reporters had said it was the first, so it would be more likely to create seeds. The trunk of the plant was not conducive, so she looked at the vines nearest to the blossom. She tugged on one. It seemed strong enough. She giggled as she thought of herself as Tarzan’s Jane, swinging in the shop on the vines. She wrapped her legs around a vine and began to shimmy upwards. The vine felt strong, but the leaves all over it were incredibly soft, and she giggled as they slide across her belly and neck. The neck was the worst, by far. She tried not to giggle as she climbed but she couldn’t help herself.
Suddenly, she felt one of her shoes fall to the floor. She looked down as it fell and hit the floor. It was surprising, since the Velcro should have held tight. She shrugged and kept climbing, a mere 3 meters from the bloom. This time she heard the Velcro peel off. She looked and shook her head in disbelief. The vine she was climbing was actually wrapped around her foot and seemed to be pulling off her shoe! She quickly climbed further up and was right in front of the purple blossom. She reached out with one hand to touch it and feel the pistle to see if any seeds were there to be harvested. She watched in amazement as the blossom closed up completely upon her touch.
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Sorry its only 1 page but i wanted to keep you guys wanting more 😉
KYHawk there are 19+ pages still to come in this chaper so i'll be a while yet before i catch up with ya - can't wait to read how you close this project with what is sure to be the most explosive chapter in the series.
Thanks again bud it's been a pleasure to have you do your magic with my characters.
And a huge thanks as well to everyone who's been following this story and posting such kind comments - tons more still to come........ i hope you all enjoy the ending - although i don't think i'm on my own when i say it will be sad to see the end 🙁
KYHawk there are 19+ pages still to come in this chaper so i'll be a while yet before i catch up with ya - can't wait to read how you close this project with what is sure to be the most explosive chapter in the series.
Thanks again bud it's been a pleasure to have you do your magic with my characters.
And a huge thanks as well to everyone who's been following this story and posting such kind comments - tons more still to come........ i hope you all enjoy the ending - although i don't think i'm on my own when i say it will be sad to see the end 🙁
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Woohoo... there go the shoes again. Methinks she's going to get a bunch of tickling next!
Can't wait to see how this continues... will the plant get another tasty bite?...
Good work, keep it up! (and it looks like you're back in business after the little break due to your own computer having had trouble).
Edit: Comment to your extra post (you quickly posted another picture while I was replying 😛 ) -- Yes, it's always sad when you see a project end, especially one you spent a lot of time on and have had running for some time. The characters GROW on you,... that counts for the readers, but even moreso for the artist themselves. I know it. I have been there, done that, etc.
But in my case (this time at least) it's a little different. I finished Jen's story (three chapters plus one extra chapter) but that's not the end and I'm making a lot of extra artwork and one/two-pagers on her and her 'family'. So it's not "game over" and I'm very happy about that. Whether you can do that as well is up to you really... and of course the outcome of your story, which I'm more and more anxious to see how it will all turn out in the end!
Kudos,
Ilo.
Can't wait to see how this continues... will the plant get another tasty bite?...
Good work, keep it up! (and it looks like you're back in business after the little break due to your own computer having had trouble).
Edit: Comment to your extra post (you quickly posted another picture while I was replying 😛 ) -- Yes, it's always sad when you see a project end, especially one you spent a lot of time on and have had running for some time. The characters GROW on you,... that counts for the readers, but even moreso for the artist themselves. I know it. I have been there, done that, etc.
But in my case (this time at least) it's a little different. I finished Jen's story (three chapters plus one extra chapter) but that's not the end and I'm making a lot of extra artwork and one/two-pagers on her and her 'family'. So it's not "game over" and I'm very happy about that. Whether you can do that as well is up to you really... and of course the outcome of your story, which I'm more and more anxious to see how it will all turn out in the end!
Kudos,
Ilo.
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Yep! i got the feeling Tee-Kee didn't want to wait to capture poor little Hayley before getting those trainers off - he wants to get straight to the action and make her poor feet open to attack right from the off.
And i think Hayley better watch out cause he's getting a real taste for sweet things and they don't get any sweeter than Hailes 😉
Yum Yum!!!
And i think Hayley better watch out cause he's getting a real taste for sweet things and they don't get any sweeter than Hailes 😉
Yum Yum!!!
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Yum Yum!
And Tee-Kee is damn RIGHT!
Whoever came up with the idea to put feet into such things as shoes (which make 'breathing' difficult, which is actually important for feet) I don't know... but ... yeah, anyway.
Let's see what's next 😀
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Hayley's turn at last! I knew this girl had bad personality traits, but I didn't suspect her capable of methodical murder (even if the victim's only a vegetable, this is a pretty cold-blooded scheme)! Some interesting distinctions between the comic and Hawk's text this time: while the literature advocates clinical "Mun-clear" herbicide, our cartoon Hayley opts for the more jazzy sounding "Weed Away"! The Hawk provides a nice piece of musing, as Hayley imagines herself a latter-day Tarzan's Jane... a notorious tickle-victim ever since the 1932 Johnny Weismuller opus! Meanwhile, TC treats us to the spectacle of our copper-top assassin shinnying up the side of quiescent Teekee, her hands and stockinged feet clinging to his clenched jaws for perilous support! Slow down, girl... you'll get there soon enough!
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Ah yes! seems i've cocked up there - better correct it n see if anyone notices - i'm no magician but i'm sure a swift move might magically change the txt and re-post the said image 😉
I liked Hawk's idea of Hayley getting up close and personal with Tee-Kee even before she knows the plants alive - and well.......... how could she know that pretty soon she'd be closer to his maw than she'd like to be?
(lol)
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Chapter 5 - Part 2 of 4
Ok Here is part 2 of this chapter - 7 pages will follow for Part 3 and the final 7 for part 4.
It's time for Hayley to laugh her little socks off............. Tee-Kee is getting very playful with his would-be killer......................... 😉
Chapter 5 - Part 2 of 4
Suddenly, she felt the vine she was climbing jerk her away from the closed blossom. She felt herself fall to the ground. She was able to land on her feet. She spun around and looked right at the plant. With shock, she saw the large bud opening. Instead of petals, she screamed when she saw teeth and a tongue appear in the opening. She felt in her pocket and pulled out the herbicide. “Forget the seeds, I gotta kill this thing off now!” she thought as she ran toward the pot. Vines flailed out at her as she dodged, desperate to get to this monster of a plant.
She tripped and fell as one vine managed to trip her. As she hit the floor, the plastic bottle skittered away from her, landing near the counter. She cursed her luck as she turned as ran to get the only weapon she had. She sprinted to the checkout area and reached for the bottle. Just before she could grasp it, she felt a vine grab her ankle and pull her away.
“Ummmm…breakfast time…” she heard the plant say. Say? It could TALK???? What had Katie found? This was surreal, like some low-budget horror flick. She reached down and with amazing speed was able to pull her foot free. She looked the room over for anything she could use to defend herself. Seeing nothing, she tried to slowly make her way back to the bottle. A new vine shot out of nowhere and grabbed at her arm. With cat-like reflexes, she dodged it. All those martial arts classes had her reflexes sharp. The plant seemed frustrated as every vine that shot for an arm or leg missed. She had to get to the door and get out. She knew she could not defeat it on her own. It would take a small army to take this thing out. She saw the doorway in the back and began to work her way back to it.
As she reached the door, a group of vines dropped in front of the doorway, hanging like a beaded curtain. She looked around and saw no other way out. She gritted her teeth as she ran toward the open doorway, trying to dive between the vines. As she dove, she curses as she was move vines drop down, making a net now in the doorway. She felt the vines all over her as she tried to swim through to the outside. Instead, they wrapped around her waist and pulled her slowly away from the door.
“Let me go, you ignorant shrub!” she shouted. She tried to pull the vines off her waist, but they clung to her bare midriff like cables. She tried to grab anything she could to pull back with, but the counter was too far to the right. Two more vines snaked up her sides, the soft leaves tickling her bare skin. She fought them off as she giggled her salon-pampered skin still sensitive from her spa trip the day before. She pulled them away and bent them as if to break them, causing the plant to pull them away.
Next, she felt vines moving across the soles of her feet. They weren’t grabbing at her ankles, just swirling against her hosed souls. The sensation was horrid as she fought off the ticklish attack. She had to focus and keep her feet and arms moving, looking for anything to grab or fight back with. Then, she saw the gleam of steel on the floor. It was a knife, big enough to be a hunting knife. She reached down and grabbed it.
Ok Here is part 2 of this chapter - 7 pages will follow for Part 3 and the final 7 for part 4.
It's time for Hayley to laugh her little socks off............. Tee-Kee is getting very playful with his would-be killer......................... 😉
Chapter 5 - Part 2 of 4
Suddenly, she felt the vine she was climbing jerk her away from the closed blossom. She felt herself fall to the ground. She was able to land on her feet. She spun around and looked right at the plant. With shock, she saw the large bud opening. Instead of petals, she screamed when she saw teeth and a tongue appear in the opening. She felt in her pocket and pulled out the herbicide. “Forget the seeds, I gotta kill this thing off now!” she thought as she ran toward the pot. Vines flailed out at her as she dodged, desperate to get to this monster of a plant.
She tripped and fell as one vine managed to trip her. As she hit the floor, the plastic bottle skittered away from her, landing near the counter. She cursed her luck as she turned as ran to get the only weapon she had. She sprinted to the checkout area and reached for the bottle. Just before she could grasp it, she felt a vine grab her ankle and pull her away.
“Ummmm…breakfast time…” she heard the plant say. Say? It could TALK???? What had Katie found? This was surreal, like some low-budget horror flick. She reached down and with amazing speed was able to pull her foot free. She looked the room over for anything she could use to defend herself. Seeing nothing, she tried to slowly make her way back to the bottle. A new vine shot out of nowhere and grabbed at her arm. With cat-like reflexes, she dodged it. All those martial arts classes had her reflexes sharp. The plant seemed frustrated as every vine that shot for an arm or leg missed. She had to get to the door and get out. She knew she could not defeat it on her own. It would take a small army to take this thing out. She saw the doorway in the back and began to work her way back to it.
As she reached the door, a group of vines dropped in front of the doorway, hanging like a beaded curtain. She looked around and saw no other way out. She gritted her teeth as she ran toward the open doorway, trying to dive between the vines. As she dove, she curses as she was move vines drop down, making a net now in the doorway. She felt the vines all over her as she tried to swim through to the outside. Instead, they wrapped around her waist and pulled her slowly away from the door.
“Let me go, you ignorant shrub!” she shouted. She tried to pull the vines off her waist, but they clung to her bare midriff like cables. She tried to grab anything she could to pull back with, but the counter was too far to the right. Two more vines snaked up her sides, the soft leaves tickling her bare skin. She fought them off as she giggled her salon-pampered skin still sensitive from her spa trip the day before. She pulled them away and bent them as if to break them, causing the plant to pull them away.
Next, she felt vines moving across the soles of her feet. They weren’t grabbing at her ankles, just swirling against her hosed souls. The sensation was horrid as she fought off the ticklish attack. She had to focus and keep her feet and arms moving, looking for anything to grab or fight back with. Then, she saw the gleam of steel on the floor. It was a knife, big enough to be a hunting knife. She reached down and grabbed it.
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Hayley wielding a wicked blade... there's menace to grant even a humongus hungry house-plant pause! Teekee may know her weakness (drawn instinctively to those delicate stockinged tootsies, as are we all!), but can he creep close enough to exploit this advantage and avoid a savage pruning? Something tells me Hayley's not finished with guffaws yet... a harvest of red-headed blooms may be destined to join the colorful garden already on display! In the interim, the running dialogue continues to amuse and amaze! "Ohhhh pants!" (page 50)... a colorful epithet entirely new to me! Whether this refers to her shapely, soon-to-be-digested blue jeans or the series of brief breaths she'll shortly be gasping between giggles, I'm not equipped to say. Perhaps page 52 will supply further clues... one more reason to wait in my own breathless anticipation!
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