A loverly picture for all to enjoy! Drink in the jolly and surreal vibes!

I'm not dead.... honest!

Sorry for my recent lack of any kind of activity - I have been youtubing instead recently - there is a possibility Captain Furby's adventures becoming and animation thoough (not for a little while though because I do not have the right equipment). Come visit me and see the samples of my work currently on there (a small percentage I'm afraid - much of it is too big in disk space) at http://youtube.com/profile?user=SlugmarTheWise.

The Great Mighty Poo - Conkers Bad Fur Day

One of the funniest boss fights for a video game I've ever seen. This is Conker battling the Great Mighty Poo while he sings about Poo.

Captain Furby bursts into existence

Fresh air blasted into my face, ruffling my furby-down as I stepped forward through the grand and ancient wooden city gates, and into the magnificent and bustling furtropolis city, situated on the edge of a collosal cliff, overlooking the magnificent valleys, forests, rivers, hills, towns, countyside and - on the very horizon - sea, far, far below.

As I slowly made my way down the bustling streets stinking of sweat, meat and urine, I was bombarded with pushing, shoving, shouting and fighting shoppers of the market in the square just up ahead.

Defeaned and blinded from everywhere except a few centimetres around my face, I turned my head to look upwards through the hole in the mass of people all around me, and saw an awe-inspiring sight - the city tower.

It loomed thousands of feet high looking down at every part of the huge city, an anthill in comparison to its hight. That was where I was headed, the very centre of the city, where all the important decisions were made, and where the warriors were employed.

This city had a big problem I knew, the people tried to keep acting like normal, but I could see the hidden fear in their eyes - besides, it was common knowledge in the fighter's world that furtropolis was being haunted by creatures. At first there were just the occasional sighting of oversized dogs and people thinking that they were mistaking bats for monsters, but over time, things like this became more and more common. Next thing they knew, people were being attacked, swearing that their assailants were demons. Soon after, the first killings began taking place, and now, by the time I had arrived at the city the amount of deaths could be as many as three every week. And, with news from a contact I had in the east, the land of evil and demonic peoples, I had confirmed the rumour that the western shores of Rawana (the land of free peoples, where this city was situated no more than two miles away from the shores of) were soon going to come under seige from the far west - and no doubt they would come straight for furtropolis.

That, of course was why I was here - to offer my services to the city council as a demon slayer. Now you may think that there are thousands of slayers and I would make no difference, but I was no ordinary old demon hunter wanting to prove himself to the world - oh no, I was something alltogether different.


to be continued......