arborean-palace

The pallace of the Squirrel People.\r\nA cargo ship cruises by in the forground.

PRINCESS DAQURI

Princess daquri poseing in front of daddy's pallace.

Crotch Sniffing.

#14B\r\nThe saurian takes a step toward Dutch and pushes it's nose against his crotch.\r\n\r\nIt could be said Dutch lost several shades of color under his face fur at that moment.\r\n\r\n"Friendly little feller, ain't ya?"

EEEEK!

Daquri still looking for Dutch and co.\r\n\r\nGetting oggled by something with to many eyes...

PRINCESS DAQURI

Daquri sunning herself on a tree limb.\r\n\r\nI'm displaying a number of pictures while I finish working out the outline for the next chapter.\r\n\r\nArm, hands and upper torso by Daz Stodio's V-3. Tree limbs, stalks, hanging vines, plants and Daquri were created by me in Hexagon.\r\n\r\nDaquri was rigged in Poser and rendered in Vue. Postwork was done in Photoshop.\r\n\r\nThank you all for any comments and thanks for looking!

The Descent

\r\n\r\n\r\nSome time back, Dutch and crew had made friends with the local sea horses and politely requested if they would take them into the Motaran Abyss.\r\n\r\nThe Matriarch warned them. "This is High Mating Season. The rogue males will hunt for any who stray into the depths! However, for you and your friends, I and my daughters will take the risk."\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nThe old matron smiled grimly and then nuzzled Dutch.\r\n\r\n"You put your own life at risk every day for a world not yours, can we do any less? You are our friends, and we have given you our word to stand with you against that which threatens our world."\r\n\r\n#\r\n\r\nUpper torso, arms, and hands by Daz's Vic.3\r\n\r\nAll else made by me.\r\n\r\nPostwork done in Photo Shop, Rendered in Vue.\r\n\r\nThank you for looking!

dragonfly-morning

A marabunta ant sentry watchs as a Great Dragon Fly chops through the air in the distance. In this world some flying insects have helicopter "wings".

Dusk the Wasp

Dusk The Harpy Wasp sits and waits for a fat supper to fly past her...

Dutch and the Sethoolans

Possible chapter opener.

Femhawk

The Chi’Kren\r\n\r\nMy version of “The Hawkmen of Mongol”, This is a female warior messing arround with some clueless guards.

The Shark Maiden

A young shark maiden.\r\n\r\nI am in the process of re-designing the shark people for my Boondock Sector comic.\r\n\r\nThis is my first try with this particular render.(Thirty one hours and fifty-eight minutes to render.)\r\n\r\nARGHH!\r\n\r\nUpper torso, arms and hands are Daz Studio's V-3. Carex Eco system, and atmosphere by Vue. Rendered in Vue.\r\n\r\nPostwork done in Photoshop.\r\n\r\nPlease leave a comment if you have the time, Thanks!\r\n\r\nED.

The Froghouse

A typical dwelling found in the Floatwood Islands.

#16 THE WRECKAGE

Dutch and Mitzi cautiously move through the dense growth, noting the dark edges of broken plants indicating something had moved through only a few hours ago at most. Dutch signs to Mitzi, pointing to a broken footprint. "A Phydran, from the scent a male." \r\n\r\nShe nods in agreement and they continue. The foliage drops off suddenly into a clearing. In the center is the crumpled mass of a Vord Plateship!

We're Being Followed.

Hours into the dive the muscles of the lead seahorse known as Momma Seagrass bunch under Dutch's legs as her speed suddenly increases. She signals to the others as they all begin to move more swiftly. "Draw your blaster, Earth Man Dutch. We have a pack of males following our tails!"\r\n\r\n\r\nUpper torso, arms, and hands by Daz's Vic.3\r\nAll else created by me.\r\nPostwork done in Photo Shop, Rendered in Vue.\r\nThank you for looking!

SHALL WE DO LUNCH?

Lattie Mactans, A black widow spider dining on a fly for lunch.

Lord Talus

"So they are taking the Seahorses instead of space ships. Ha! Very clever," murmurs Lord Talus, King of the Tamurans. "The Sethulans will not be aware of them until it is to late. Well done, Dutch!"\r\n\r\n"Uh, it is High Mating Season for the Seahorses, Lord Talus" informed the messenger.\r\n\r\n#\r\n\r\nUpper torso, arms, and hands by Daz's Vic.3\r\nAll else made by me.\r\nPostwork done in Photo Shop, rendered in Vue.\r\n\r\nThank you for looking.

TITLE PAGE "The Boondock Sector"

The title page for my online graphic novel "The Boondock Sector"\r\nInspired by Alex Ramond's "Flash Gordon" with some "Warlord of Mars" by Edgar Riceburroughs. And a dash of "Forbidden Planet along with my own ideas as well.

Mitzy in the lab

Mitzi sneeking around in one of Arkenstrom's laboratories.

Mitzy Gone Native

Mitzi Murphy sporting her Native outfit.\r\n\r\nSuch as it is...

ON PATROL

A season has passed and Dutch and Mitzi are on a routine patrol of the southern border when Dutch, topping a rise in the tangled mass of vegatation, is suddenly jerked behind an outcropping by his mount.\r\n\r\n"What's up, Raith?" \r\n\r\nRaith snorts, pointing with his nose at something down below in the braken.\r\n\r\nDutch signals a warning to Mitzi, whose mount ducks low as they come up behind Raith. Mitzi follows Dutch's gaze and looks down into a break in the wall of foliage below.\r\n\r\n"Something's down there," Dutch hand-signals Mitzi.\r\n\r\nThey both draw weapons as they drop from their mounts in silence, rolling off into cover. The two raptors, now in hunting mode, move off and down the rise, splitting up and dissapearing with well rehersed practice.

PAGE 1

I thought I would try posting one of my short stories here and see what happens. Hope some one likes it.\r\n\r\nThis is one of the stories from the world of Cyeatea.\r\nThese stories deal with everyday life of the\r\nnatives and the adventures they find themselves in.\r\nThis one is about a middle aged black widow named\r\nWindigo and her breakfast...

PAGE10

Widows prefer to paralyze their "guests" with their chelesera, the fangs which retract\r\nout of sight until needed. most predators of this world use retractable stingers that\r\nare just under the nails of both index fingers.

PAGE 11

Bites and stings look painful, But produce intense pleasure and the wounds close allmost instantly.\r\nTry to remember this is not Earth. And that which looks familiar to the\r\neye may be totaly different just below the skin...

PAGE 12

The venom works on the flys muscles as well as his nervous system, And has the added effect of making him uncontrolably horny!\r\nEd.

PAGE 13

Did I mention flies are stupid? If they wern't the predators would go hungry.

PAGE 14

In the world of Cyearea there is no social distinction regarding males having sex with other males, or females having sex with other females.\r\nPredation makes no such distinctions possible.

PAGE 15

Sometimes flys just bug the shit out of you!\r\nYou know what I'm saying?

PAGE 16

Here comes that sinking feeling...\r\nAnd all she got was a taste.

PAGE 17

Sometimes anyone can loose their focus.\r\nAnd get frustrated.

PAGE 18

The captured prey are taken up into the spider's parlor, Where he will be "dded".\r\n\r\nThis means purging, cleaning and then pumping him full of various fluids that will cause\r\n\r\nhis "innards" to sweat blood and other liquids into the main body cavities, then he'll be left\r\n\r\nto hang in the larder for a while befor she dines on him.\r\n\r\nThis sounds discusting, but this has nothing to do with any such processes on Earth.\r\n\r\nDon't confuse the two.