I Made the Devil Do It

Welcome back, Doods and Doodettes!

Your Friendly Neighborhood Doodle Doods are back with their zestiest story yet! As you can see, the Schooly McShooty Universe continues to expand with yet another new character. This time, Schooly meets his spookiest friend yet, the hellish Julami - all this and more in our resident artist's first-ever solo comic. That's right, I had nothing to do with this one! So feel free to direct your hate towards William. Be careful, though, he might just tell his mom!

Oh, and Will left the following message for our beautiful readers:

Hi, Internet.

I don't usually do this, but I guess you could say I was feeling a little inspired. Robby and I have been making comics together since the fourth grade, so doing something on my own was kind of a big deal. And since it's more of a me thing, I decided to write something a little different by making Julami break the fourth wall at the end. You know, kinda like Deadpool. I mean, it makes sense that a demon would know that he's inside of a comic strip, right?

As for the design, I've always loved drawing monsters, so I guess you could say that these things draw themselves when I put pen to paper. And if you look closely, you can even see that I signed this one using a little sigil instead of my usual signature. I came up with it after researching the Lemegeton and combining bits and pieces from existing demonology with that stick-figure thing from The Blair Witch Project. I think the end result looks rad.

By the way, did you know that some historians consider comic-strips to be the oldest recorded artform? If you define comics as a series of interconnected illustrations telling a coherent story, then the first comic was a cave-painting made by cro-magnon artists over 17,000 years ago. Maybe that's why I like to draw in the cave-like comfort of my mom's basement.

Oh, and this is what I was listening to while drawing:

Marilyn Manson rules.

Anyway, today's comic isn't exactly Electric Retard levels of funny but I hope you guys like it.

If not, go to hell.

Love,

- Will

Charming as usual, buddy!

Honestly, though, I think William did a great job for a first-timer. Julami is definitely growing on me, and having Schooly be the Devil on his shoulder convincing him to shoot the track kid in the knee was a stroke of genius. Come to think of it, I should stop Will from making more solo comics or I'll be out of a job soon (as if anyone actually paid me, lol).

Anyway, I know the real reason that you folks visit is so you can read my glorified diary, so here's the latest news about our extraordinary lives.

School's been rather quiet lately. Vic, Mari and I have gotten into the habit of organizing group study sessions in order to keep up with our exams, but we sometimes manage to sneak in a round or two of Mario Kart whenever we finish early. Maybe I'll set up a tournament at some point...

In other news, I'd like to publicly announce that when I stopped by Will's house to pick up the drawings, he promised to go bowling with us next week. And now that his oath is immortalized on the blog, internet law states that he cannot change his mind - BY PENALTY OF DEATH!

I actually have ulterior motives for trying to convince him to hang out with us, as this could finally be the year that our shared Birthday Bash consists of more than just two sad losers. He just needs to make a bigger effort to hang out with normal people for a change. If you guys could pester Will about this in the comments, that would be pretty helpful.

By the way, I was chatting with Vic on MSN the other night after a round of Left 4 Dead and he told me that his younger brother made fan-art of Schooly! That's right, folks, Doodle Doods is finally famous. Next stop, Hollywood! In all seriousness, though, I'd like to thank little Mikey for this glorious .jpeg of Schooly shooting up Pikachu. You'll be a Doodle Dood yourself in no time, kid!

That's all for now, but tune in next week for more silly comics and possible demonic shenanigans. Oh, and don't forget to share our stuff online so we can become rich and famous and maybe meet the Cyanide & Happiness guys.

Chainsaw cheers,

- Robby

PS: Spilled soda over the keyboard while finishing up this post. Thanks a lot, Julami ¬¬

PPS: Ok, Mari. Maybe you were right about Paramore. Maybe.

New Characters and 'District 9'

Salutations, Doods and Doodettes!

The Doodle Doods are back with yet another comic featuring everyone's favorite cartoon character, Schooly McShooty. This time, our gun-toting hero is joined by his brand new partner-in-crime, Suicide Sally! We worked extra hard on this one despite the school system's desperate attempts to silence us, so I hope you like today's post and share it with every single person you know - OR ELSE!

Anyway... It's been a busy week around these parts. Mom and dad have been nagging me about getting a job again, saying that I should "spend less time on the computer". They actually forced me to make a resumé this time. It's like they're offended that I'm the only one in this family with any real talent so they want make sure that I waste time being a nobody instead of working on my writing. Other kids my age are out there smoking crack and getting pregnant but my parents are bothered that I stay up late honing my skills! It makes no sense.

At least they mellowed out when I told them that I'd been invited to the movies by friends of the blog, Mari and Vic! They almost never lend me cash for this sort of thing (hence William and I saving up lunch money to spend at the video store), but I guess I finally caught them in a good mood. They even offered to give me a ride to the mall after learning that William felt sick and wasn't going with us. I guess they're still mad about his part in our extra-curricular activities.

Vic, Mari and I ended up goofing off for a couple of hours before the movie started and we even checked out the new record store. Can you believe that neither of them had ever heard of Blue Oyster Cult or even Rob effin' Zombie? William nearly blew a gasket when I told him later. It's a good thing I was there to educate our new fans about real music. However... I have to admit that Marianne was right about one thing. Taylor Swift's You Belong With Me is catchy as hell.

You're probably wondering what we watched, right? Well, that brings us to today's movie review. We were originally going to see Inglorious Basterds (it was supposed to be my first Tarantino flick on the big screen!), but the asshole clerk wouldn't sell us any R-rated tickets because of our age. So... we ended up watching District 9 instead. I hadn't seen or heard anything about it before, but it was actually really good! And it was pretty violent too, so I have no idea why we were allowed to see this one but not the Tarantino movie.

Anyway, I rated it an 8/10. Vic gave it a 9/10 (lol), and Mari said it's a solid 10 (but I have a feeling that she just hasn't seen as many movies as we have). I told Will that I'll watch it again with him when it's released on DVD so we could find out his score, but he said he's "not into that alien bullshit". Your loss, Will!

And speaking of William, I biked to his house earlier today and he told me he had an idea for another character for our comics... Julami!

That's right, he wants to make a cartoon version of our friendly demonic entity. He also says that he wants to guest-write our next comic. Apparently, the idea came to him in a dream or something. I was pissed at first, and told him that this goes against our deal, but he reminded me that so do random movie nights when we had planned on working on the blog together. He had a point, so I accepted. It's less work for me, anyway. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So without further ado, here's the official design for Julami!

What do you guys think? At first I thought the details were a bit much when compared to the other characters, but the claws and crescent-moon-shaped horns are kinda growing on me. It's a shame that this low-res photo is all that's left of the original drawing, though. A couple of idiots from William's new class ripped it apart just a few minutes after he took the picture on his potato of a phone. Sometimes I get the feeling that no one hates teenagers more than other teenagers. And do you know the worst part? The teachers saw the whole thing but no one did anything about it.

That place is hell. At least it's just a couple more years before we never have to deal with this kind of bullshit ever again. I can't wait for real life to begin.

I guess that's all for now. I'm off to play Tibia with William while listening to Fire of Unknown Origin. Gotta live it up tonight so I can spend all of Sunday working on a Geography project that's due on Monday.

Oh, one more thing: don't forget to send us your fan-art if you like any of our super sexy characters. Who knows, we might even feature your doodles in our next post. For now, I'll leave you with a trailer that caught my eye when we watched District 9. I have a feeling that this is going to be a good one.

Chainsaw Cheers,

- Robby

PS: William and I are trying to find a place nearby that'll be playing The Human Centipede on the big screen. It looks sick. Comment below if you have any info about that.

PPS: If you don't like next week's comic, take it up with William!

Censorship and Ouija Boards

Greetings, Doods and Doodettes!

Welcome to another edition of Doodle Doods, the only web-comic brought to you by a couple of angry high-schoolers planning on world domination from the inside of a smelly basement.

So, what did you think of Schooly McShooty's extra-gory debut? Is it the ultraviolent laugh riot you've been waiting for? Well, the school administration certainly didn't appreciate it. As if last week's little censorship incident wasn't enough, our Physics teacher caught us testing character designs during class and sent us to the Principal's office AGAIN! We weren't even bothering anyone this time - we kept all the freaky stuff inside the sketchbook. Besides, it's not like we had anything better to do. Are we just supposed to stare at the ceiling in silence while we wait for the dumb kids to stumble their way through piss-easy acceleration formulas?

Long story short, the school's latest attempt at recreating the Spanish Inquisition resulted in William getting transfered to the other sophomore class on the far side of the building. Can you believe that? These are just drawings, people! But fear not, we don't plan on stopping our artistic collaboration. In fact, these silly attempts at censorship have only strengthened our resolve, and we'll be making even more provocative comics in the future - it just might take a little longer now that we can only exchange ideas between classes and after school.

There's a silver lining to this predicament, however, as I seem to have picked up a couple of new readers who came up to me during Literature Class and asked about what I was writing. Hi Victor and Marianne! Now you know why I'm always scribbling in my notebook whenever Mrs. Borges tells us to read in silence so she can recover from a hangover.

That's about it as far as news goes, but William and I did have one noteworthy adventure during the weekend and I think it's worth sharing. Like I mentioned last time, he's really into weird online forums and books about the occult, so he asked me if I'd be okay with trying a Ouija board with him. As you're probably aware by now, I'm a pretty rational guy, but I decided to humor him because I had nothing else going on.

So we make a base and a crooked planchette out of cardboard and William explains to me how modern Ouija boards are about as paranormal as a game of Monopoly, but "planchette writing" goes back thousands of years as a form of primitive necromancy. Like, from the moment that human beings invented the written word, they've been trying to use it get messages from the other side. His little speech reminded me of something that Mrs. Borges said once, about how the invention of writing allowed us to keep ideas alive even after the people who came up with them were gone, meaning that reading old books is kind of like communicating with the dead.

Anyway, I finishing filling out the board (in beautiful penmanship, I might add) and we set everything up on an old wooden table that we normally use to play MtG in William's Mom's basement. Then we lit a candle, turned off the lights and placed our hands on the planchette.

I didn't really expect anything to happen, but I still sat there in the dark and waited patiently.

And wouldn't you know, it? I eventually felt the planchette move as it began to spell something out, with both William and I swearing that we weren't the ones moving it. And since there's no point in pretending otherwise because Will would simply spill the beans in the comments: yes, I was scared out of my mind. I may or may not have let out a little yelp. Are you happy now? 

You're probably curious about what eldritch wisdom the mysterious spirit dislosed to us mere mortals, but I have to warn you that it's quite the doozy. Here's what It said:

J-U-L-A-M-I

Yes, Julami.

Will and I burst out laughing like drunk hyenas once we finished spelling it. It took a full five minutes for us to recover, and then we heard the door open as the lights turned on and something far worse than a ghost came stomping down the stairs. It was William's Mom asking us if we were getting high in her basement. But before we could answer, the lightbulb above us exploded and left us in darkness again.

All we could say was: "Thanks, Julami!"

Then we started laughing again. William's Mom must have thought we were insane.

I know it sounds silly now, but I swear it was the funniest thing ever - you just had to have been there to fully appreciate why we laughed until our bellies ached. I guess it's not something that can be conveyed through words.

After we replaced the lightbulb, William explained the real reason why he wanted to try this out. Apparently, he read on one website that Ouija Boards work by allowing our subconscious to communicate with us through imperceptable micro-movements in our hands, but then another site claimed that the boards are actually contacting powerful supernatural entities posing as human spirits. He just wanted to know which one was the truth. I don't know if I buy any of that, but I wish he had warned me about before asking me to join him.

Anyway, the whole situation got me thinking of this song: 

Well, I think that brings us to the end of today's rant. Tune in next week for even more rambling, as well as the next installment in the misadventures of Schooly McShooty. In the meantime, don't forget to blame Julami for all of your minor inconveniences.

Chainsaw Cheers,

- Robby

PS: No, Julami is not a demon name. I Googled it. Just in case.

A New Beginning

Greetings, Doods and Doodettes!

Welcome to Doodle Doods, the best Blog in the world as long as you've never visited another one! Since this is our first post, I'm assuming that you're a little confused right now, so allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Robby and I'm the official writer here on DD. I started this blog with my best friend William, our official artist and resident grouch. Together, we hope to provide you with a sensible chuckle about the kind of topics that might get you into trouble at school. Don't worry, we're into edgy stuff but we don't bite (usually ^^). Today's comic was just a teaser for what's to come, but I assure you that we have quite a few gnarly ideas up our sleeves.

So here's how this is going to work. Every week I'll write a new and hilarious web-comic for Will to illustrate and then we'll post it here alongside an update discussing our incredibly interesting lives. I know that there are countless of other and arguably better web-comics out there, but we want to do things a little bit differently. We want to foster a sense of comunity here, to make this a place that you'd still click on even if there weren't any funny pictures. Does that sound good to you? I'm assuming it does, since you're still reading.

Anyway, how was your first week of school after winter break?

William and I started the new semester by getting into trouble with the administration because of our chalkboard doodles. Can you believe that? We drew one of our patented cartoon caricatures getting tortured by a demon dressed as a librarian and shushing its victim (I know, I'm hilarious), but instead of getting a pat on the back we were reported to the principal because a girl in our class thought that the woman in the drawing looked a little bit like our History teacher, Mrs Furtado.

We missed our break because of that little snitch. The Principal even theatened to suspend us, saying that she could get the authorities involved because the drawing could be interpreted as a threat. Can you believe that? She gave us a whole lecture about empathy and school security, treating us like we were Eric and Dylan about to join the Taliban.

What's the point of going to History class if your own school is already run by the Gestapo and censoring non-conforming artists? At least she promised not to call our parents if we swore never to do this again. I hate how they treat us like children in here. William was even more pissed off than me, though. He said that he was going to add the Principal to his Curse List when he got home.

Hell, you know what's the worst part? The drawing didn't even look like Mrs. Furtado and I can prove it! Here's a picture I took with my potato of a phone:

See? That could be anyone! Stupid chick just wanted to fuck us over because she's scared of us.

Being into spooky stuff doesn't automatically make you a bad person, but I guess you can't expect anything less from the public school system. To be honest, I wouldn't mind it if someone did actually walk in there with an uzi hidden inside a trenchcoat - not that they would get past the gate now that they check our uniforms like we're in some kind of educational concentration camp.

Today was so stressful that we actually decided to ditch our last class and head to the video store to rent something freaky and salvage the rest of our Friday. William saw that they recieved the Last House on the Left remake a little early so we pooled our unused lunch money to get it. Luckily for us, we come here so often that the owner lets us rent new releases for catalog prices so long as we return the DVD the next day.

I ended up really liking the movie (I know it's a remake but so is John Carpenter's The Thing) and gave it an 8/10. William says that they didn't show enough boobs and gave it a 6, but I think he's just being a dick because I made fun of his Curse List earlier ¬¬.

You see, one thing you have to understand about William and I is that I grew up reading Jules Verne and  he grew up reading C.S. Lewis. I love Frankenstein but he prefers Dracula. Basically, I'm the rational one and he's into silly magical stuff. But having a best friend is something that happens to you, not necessarily something that you choose, so I usually indulge William when he starts "researching" about the occult and browsing the /x/ board on 4chan.

Sometimes he goes a little overboard, though. I remember when he started rambling about trying to manifest a Tulpa to create a thought-form girlfriend. I made so much fun of him for believing online bullshit that we nearly got into a fight, but I admit that he made one good point: if I finally saw proof of a ghost, demon or leprechaun on the internet, would I even be able to tell the difference between that and the countless fakes? I guess not. He says that's why he continues to sort through all these claims even though he also knows that 99% of them are bullshit. 

Well, good luck finding that 1%, buddy.

Anyway, that's it for this week's rant, but I hope we can meet again next week for the debut of our latest Doodle, Schooly McShooty!

Chainsaw Cheers,

- Robby

PS: Have you ever seen Megan Fox naked? Here's a link: Megan Fox Leaked Nudes. You can thank me later.

PPS: William prefers Marilyn Manson and I prefer Rob Zombie (obviously), but we both meet in the middle when it comes to comic-books. That's actually how we became friends, bonding over a shared love of superheroes and vowing to become the next great comic-book duo like Jack Kirby and Stan Lee or Eastman and Laird.

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