Production Schedule

Storyboards – Line
Black and white line work for all drawings.

Storyboards – Colour
Colour all drawings from linework.

Typesetting
Select font, break up text into appropriate sections, and proof.

Layout
Arrange images and text on the pages.

Book Cover
Illustration for book cover.

Printing and Binding
Test print selected pages, print and bind book in paperback.

Notes
Line, Colour, and Layout are completely in parallel because I will be fully completing pages in groups of 2-3 before moving to the next group.

Storyboards

The story boards for my story, along with the final version of the story itself. They were fun to draw.

1-5

1.
This is Phillip.
He is a boy.
Not the smartest of boys.
But certainly one of the most imaginative.
And one of the most energetic.

2.
This is Clyde.
He is a dinosaur.
And not just any dinosaur, he is a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
However, he is not as scary as his fearsome appearance might indicate.
He is really quite timid, and friendly.

3.
Clyde is his dinosaur, his friend, and he loved him.

4.
They have many adventures together:
Battling outlaws in the Wild West…
Fighting strange aliens on distant planets…
Exploring deep in undiscovered jungles…

5.
Climbing mountain peaks…
Descending deep to the bottom of the ocean…
But none of these was the greatest adventure they had had.
That one started, with a ring…

6-11

6.
Phillip’s mother couldn’t find her ring, so Phillip and Clyde had volunteered to look in the attic for it.
There was lots of stuff in the attic, boxes full of stuff, and looking was hard work.
“Can we get some food, Phillip?” Clyde (rumble)
“Yeah okay let’s go.”
They climbed down, and went to the kitchen.
They stopped.
On the table, nibbling some cheese, they saw a mouse. And in its tiny paws, it was holding a ring.
Phillip was stared at it for a moment.
“Hey mouse! Gimme that ring” shouted Phillip.

7.
The mouse, as is to be expected, ran.
“Quick, Clyde!” yelled Phillip as he began off after his quarry.
They chased it down the hallway…
And down the stairs…
Down into the basement.

8.
“We’ve got him now Clyde,” whispered Phillip triumphantly. “There’s no way out of the basement.”
Phillip turned o the lights and jumped out.
But there was no mouse.
“Where did he go?” wondered Phillip.
“Maybe he’s hiding,” said Clyde.
They looked around the basement.
There was not much down there. A pile of old magazines, a bike, a bookcase…

9.
“The bookcase!” yelled Phillip.
Clyde grabbed the bookcase, and PUSHED.
Behind the bookcase, they could see a small, dark hole.
“That must be where he went!” Phillip exclaimed.
“I don’t know Phillip, it’s very small, and very dark…” said Clyde.
Phillip grabbed a torch and shone in down the hole.
In the glare of the light, he saw a flash of gold, and two tiny eyes staring at him.
Then they were gone.
“I saw it! Let’s go we gotta get that ring back.”

10.
So into the hole they went.
They crawled for a long time, going further and further into the earth.
Eventually the tunnel become wider, and they could stand up.
They crossed deep ravines.
And raging rivers.
All the time chasing the mouse.

11.
After a long time, they came to the end of the tunnel.
They entered into huge room, dimly lit my torches attached to think stone pillars that when so high up they disappeared into darkness.
“Look at this place, it’s so big,” said Phillip, in awe.
At the very end of the room, they could just make out a dim blocky object.
“What is that?” Phillip.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good.” Clyde.
As they down the chamber, the dim object gradually became clearer.
It was a huge pile of treasure and trinkets, of every kind of object and thing they had ever seen.
There were gold and silver, jewels and gems,
And on top of the pile was a throne.
And on the throne, sat an enormous rat.

12-17

12.
His hooked nose, his crooked teeth, his fat, hairy body, his dark, beady eyes, his grasping claws, his slithering tail.

13.
The rat glared down at them.
“Who dares enter the domain of the Rat King?” - RK
“I’m Phillip, and this is Clyde. What is all this stuff? Where did you get it?” - P
“These are my treasures, the spoils I have collected from all over the world.”
“Isn’t that stealing?” – C
“Why no, it’s like borrowing… With no intention of ever giving it back!” - RK
The Rat King burst out laughing, and when he did Phillip saw something on his paw.

14.
“Hey, that’s my mother’s ring! Give it back!” - P
The Rat King looked at the ring, then covered it up.
“This? No no, this is my ring. I found it.” - RK
“No it’s not, it’s my mother’s! Give it back you thief!” - P
“Why should I do that? It’s mine and you can’t make me give it back!” – RK
Phillip looked around for something…anything…
At the bottom corner of the pile of treasure, Phillip saw a TV and a game console.

15.
Phillip whispers to Clyde.
Clyde looks at the game console, and then nods vigorously.
“I challenge you to a game of (). If I win, I get the ring. If you win, you take my ().“
“I don’t know, why should I do that?” - RK
“Well, if you don’t think you are good enough…” - C

16.
The rat king bristles.
“Let’s play,” he growls.
Both stare intently at the screen, pressing buttons rapidly.
After a minute or so, Phillip lets out a whoop of delight.
“Aw YEAAAAAH! I won Rat King, now hand over that ring.”
The Rat King glares at him angrily.
“Best two out of three.” – RK
After a few more minutes, Phillip shouts in triumph again.
The Rat King looks distressed.
“Three out of five!” he yelps.
A few more minutes after that, Phillip wins again.

17.
The Rat King throws his controller on the ground sulkily.
“That’s it Rat King, I beat you fair and square,” said Phillip. “Now give me the ring.”
The Rat King looks at it, then grins slyly.
“No, I don’t think I will.” – RK
“But I won! You’re nothing but a big bully!” - P

18-23

18.
“Just leave it Phillip, let’s go home.” – C
“Yeah...okay…” - P
The Rat King pauses for a moment.
“Wait!” - RK

19.
“Fine, take your stupid ring.” – RK
“Yes! Let’s go Clyde.” - P
As they turned to leave and started to walk, they heard a strange sound.
They turn around and see…

20.
The Rat King was crying.

21.
“Hey, why are you crying?” Phillip
“All I w-wanted were some n-nice things. It’s so lonely down here and I have no one to play with.”
Phillip and Clyde look at each other. Clyde nods.

22.
“We’ll be your friends.” - P
“R-really? You mean it? Even after I took your ring, and was mean to you?” - RK
“Yes. No one should have to be alone.”
The Rat King was silent. Then he smiled and laughed out loud and danced around.

23.
Then he hugged Phillip and Clyde.

24 - 29

24.
“Thank you Phillip and Clyde. I won’t forget you.”
Phillip and Clyde walked off, waving.
“Goodbye!”
“Friends,” he whispered.

25.
As they came out of the tunnel, they heard Phillip’s mum calling for them.
“Oh Phillip there you are. I’ve been looking for you for ages, where have you been?”
“Mum it was amazing! There was this mouse and it took your ring, so we chased it and it went into this hole so we followed it and it went underground, and we ran for ages and ages and then we came out into this big room where there was this rat with huge piles of treasure so we fought him and got back his ring, but then he started crying it turned out he just wanted friends and then we came back here!”

26.
“Oh yes Phillip, that’s a nice story.” - M
“It’s not a story mum, it really happened! Look at the hole over there!” – P
Phillip’s mum looks at the small crack in the wall and smiles a little.
“Phillip, that hole is tiny; there is no way you could get through that.” - M
“But mum it really did…” – P

27.
“Don’t worry about that Phillip, look how messy you are! Let’s go clean you up.”
As they were about to walk up the stairs, something brushed his foot.
He looked down and saw a small piece of paper.

28.
“Huh? What’s this…”
He looked at it.
And he smiled.

29.
Phillip,
Thank you,
(paw mark)

Story v2.2

Some more changes. Probably done, we'll see.

Story

This is Phillip.
He is a boy.
Not the smartest of boys.
But certainly one of the most imaginative.
And one of the most energetic.

This is Clyde.
He is a dinosaur.
And not just any dinosaur, he is a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
However, he is not as scary as his fearsome appearance might indicate.
He is really quite timid, and friendly.

Clyde is his dinosaur, his friend, and he loved him.

They have many adventures together:
Battling outlaws in the Wild West…
Fighting strange aliens on distant planets…
Exploring deep in undiscovered jungles…

Climbing mountain peaks…
Descending deep to the bottom of the ocean…
But none of these was the greatest adventure they had had.
That one started, with a ring…

Phillip’s mother couldn’t find her ring, so Phillip and Clyde had volunteered to look in the attic for it.
There was lots of stuff in the attic, boxes full of stuff, and looking was hard work.
“Can we get some food, Phillip?” Clyde (rumble)
“Yeah okay let’s go.”
They climbed down, and went to the kitchen.
They stopped.
On the table, nibbling some cheese, they saw a mouse. And in its tiny paws, it was holding a ring.
Phillip was stared at it for a moment.
“Hey mouse! Gimme that ring” shouted Phillip.

The mouse, as is to be expected, ran.
“Quick, Clyde!” yelled Phillip as he began off after his quarry.
They chased it down the hallway…
And down the stairs…
Down into the basement.

“We’ve got him now Clyde,” whispered Phillip triumphantly. “There’s no way out of the basement.”
Phillip turned o the lights and jumped out.
But there was no mouse.
“Where did he go?” wondered Phillip.
“Maybe he’s hiding,” said Clyde.
They looked around the basement.
There was not much down there. A pile of old magazines, a bike, a bookcase…

“The bookcase!” yelled Phillip.
Clyde grabbed the bookcase, and PUSHED.
Behind the bookcase, they could see a small, dark hole.
“That must be where he went!” Phillip exclaimed.
“I don’t know Phillip, it’s very small, and very dark…” said Clyde.
Phillip grabbed a torch and shone in down the hole.
In the glare of the light, he saw a flash of gold, and two tiny eyes staring at him.
Then they were gone.
“I saw it! Let’s go we gotta get that ring back.”

So into the hole they went.
They crawled for a long time, going further and further into the earth.
Eventually the tunnel become wider, and they could stand up.
They crossed deep ravines.
And raging rivers.
All the time chasing the mouse.

After a long time, they came to the end of the tunnel.
They entered into huge room, dimly lit my torches attached to think stone pillars that when so high up they disappeared into darkness.
“Look at this place, it’s so big,” said Phillip, in awe.
At the very end of the room, they could just make out a dim blocky object.
“What is that?” Phillip.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good.” Clyde.
As they down the chamber, the dim object gradually became clearer.
It was a huge pile of treasure and trinkets, of every kind of object and thing they had ever seen.
There were gold and silver, jewels and gems,
And on top of the pile was a throne.
And on the throne, sat an enormous rat.

His hooked nose, his crooked teeth, his fat, hairy body, his dark, beady eyes, his grasping claws, his slithering tail.

The rat glared down at them.
“Who dares enter the domain of the Rat King?” - RK
“I’m Phillip, and this is Clyde. What is all this stuff? Where did you get it?” - P
“These are my treasures, the spoils I have collected from all over the world.”
“Isn’t that stealing?” – C
“Why no, it’s like borrowing… With no intention of ever giving it back!” - RK
The Rat King burst out laughing, and when he did Phillip saw something on his paw.

“Hey, that’s my mother’s ring! Give it back!” - P
The Rat King looked at the ring, then covered it up.
“This? No no, this is my ring. I found it.” - RK
“No it’s not, it’s my mother’s! Give it back you thief!” - P
“Why should I do that? It’s mine and you can’t make me give it back!” – RK
Phillip looked around for something…anything…
At the bottom corner of the pile of treasure, Phillip saw a TV and a game console.

Phillip whispers to Clyde.
Clyde looks at the game console, and then nods vigorously.
“I challenge you to a game of (). If I win, I get the ring. If you win, you take my ().“
“I don’t know, why should I do that?” - RK
“Well, if you don’t think you are good enough…” - C

The rat king bristles.
“Let’s play,” he growls.
Both stare intently at the screen, pressing buttons rapidly.
After a minute or so, Phillip lets out a whoop of delight.
“Aw YEAAAAAH! I won Rat King, now hand over that ring.”
The Rat King glares at him angrily.
“Best two out of three.” – RK
After a few more minutes, Phillip shouts in triumph again.
The Rat King looks distressed.
“Three out of five!” he yelps.
A few more minutes after that, Phillip wins again.

The Rat King throws his controller on the ground sulkily.
“That’s it Rat King, I beat you fair and square,” said Phillip. “Now give me the ring.”
The Rat King looks at it, then grins slyly.
“No, I don’t think I will.” – RK
“But I won! You’re nothing but a big bully!” - P

“Just leave it Phillip, let’s go home.” – C
“Yeah...okay…” - P
The Rat King pauses for a moment.
“Wait!” - RK

“Fine, take your stupid ring.” – RK
“Yes! Let’s go Clyde.” - P
As they turned to leave and started to walk, they heard a strange sound.
They turn around and see…

The Rat King was crying.

“Hey, why are you crying?” Phillip
“All I w-wanted were some n-nice things. It’s so lonely down here and I have no one to play with.”
Phillip and Clyde look at each other. Clyde nods.

“We’ll be your friends.” - P
“R-really? You mean it? Even after I took your ring, and was mean to you?” - RK
“Yes. No one should have to be alone.”
The Rat King was silent. Then he smiled and laughed out loud and danced around.

Then he hugged Phillip and Clyde.

“Thank you Phillip and Clyde. I won’t forget you.”
Phillip and Clyde walked off, waving.
“Goodbye!”
“Friends,” he whispered.

As they came out of the tunnel, they heard Phillip’s mum calling for them.
“Oh Phillip there you are. I’ve been looking for you for ages, where have you been?”
“Mum it was amazing! There was this mouse and it took your ring, so we chased it and it went into this hole so we followed it and it went underground, and we ran for ages and ages and then we came out into this big room where there was this rat with huge piles of treasure so we fought him and got back his ring, but then he started crying it turned out he just wanted friends and then we came back here!”

“Oh yes Phillip, that’s a nice story.” - M
“It’s not a story mum, it really happened! Look at the hole over there!” – P
Phillip’s mum looks at the small crack in the wall and smiles a little.
“Phillip, that hole is tiny; there is no way you could get through that.” - M
“But mum it really did…” – P

“Don’t worry about that Phillip, look how messy you are! Let’s go clean you up.”
As they were about to walk up the stairs, something brushed his foot.
He looked down and saw a small piece of paper.

“Huh? What’s this…”
He looked at it.
And he smiled.

Phillip,
Thank you,
(paw mark)

Sketches again

The Rat King and Phillip's Mum. I really love this Rat King.

Story v2.1

Various changes to the story.

Phillip and Clyde

This is Phillip.
He is a boy.
Not the smartest of boys.
But certainly one of the most imaginative.
And one of the most energetic.

This is Clyde.
He is a dinosaur.
And not just any dinosaur, he is a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
However, he is not as scary as his fearsome appearance might indicate.
He is really quite timid, and friendly.

Clyde is his dinosaur, his friend, and he loved him.

They have many adventures together:
Battling outlaws in the Wild West…
Fighting strange aliens on distant planets…
Exploring deep in undiscovered jungles…
Climbing mountain peaks…
Descending deep to the bottom of the ocean…

But none of these was the greatest adventure they had had.
That one started, with a ring…

Phillip’s mother couldn’t find her ring, so Phillip and Clyde had volunteered to look in the attic for it.
There was lots of stuff in the attic, boxes full of stuff, and looking was hard work.
“Can we get some food, Phillip?” Clyde (rumble)
“Yeah okay let’s go.”
They climbed down, and went to the kitchen.
They stopped.
On the table, nibbling some cheese, they saw a mouse. And in its tiny paws, it was holding a ring.
Phillip was stared at it for a moment.
“Hey mouse! Gimme that ring” shouted Phillip.
The mouse, as is to be expected, ran.
“Quick, Clyde!” yelled Phillip as he began off after his quarry.

They chased it down the hallway…
And down the stairs…
Down into the basement.
“We’ve got him now Clyde,” whispered Phillip triumphantly. “There’s no way out of the basement.”
Phillip turned o the lights and jumped out.
But there was no mouse.
“Where did he go?” wondered Phillip.
“Maybe he’s hiding,” said Clyde.
They looked around the basement.
There was not much down there. A pile of old magazines, a bike, a bookcase…
“The bookcase!” yelled Phillip.
Clyde grabbed the bookcase, and PUSHED.

Behind the bookcase, they could see a small, dark hole.
“That must be where he went!” Phillip exclaimed.
“I don’t know Phillip, it’s very small, and very dark…” said Clyde.
Phillip grabbed a torch and shone in down the hole.
In the glare of the light, he saw a flash of gold, and two tiny eyes staring at him.
Then they were gone.
“I saw it! Let’s go we gotta get that ring back.”

So into the hole they went.
They crawled for a long time, going further and further into the earth.
Eventually the tunnel become wider, and they could stand up.
They crossed deep ravines.
And raging rivers.
All the time chasing the mouse.

After a long time, they came to the end of the tunnel.
They entered into huge room, dimly lit my torches attached to think stone pillars that when so high up they disappeared into darkness.
“Look at this place, it’s so big,” said Phillip, in awe.
At the very end of the room, they could just make out a dim blocky object.
“What is that?” Phillip.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good.” Clyde.
As they down the chamber, the dim object gradually became clearer.

It was a huge pile of treasure and trinkets, of every kind of object and thing they had ever seen.
There were gold and silver, jewels and gems,
And on top of the pile was a throne.
And on the throne, sat an enormous rat.

His hooked nose, his crooked teeth, his fat, hairy body, his dark, beady eyes, his grasping claws, his slithering tail.

The rat glared down at them.
“Who dares enter the domain of the Rat King?” - RK
“I’m Phillip, and this is Clyde. What is all this stuff? Where did you get it?” - P
“These are my treasures, the spoils I have collected from all over the world.”
“Isn’t that stealing?” – C
“Why no, it’s like borrowing… With no intention of ever giving it back!” - RK
The Rat King burst out laughing, and when he did Phillip saw something on his paw.
“Hey, that’s my mother’s ring! Give it back!” - P
The Rat King looked at the ring, then covered it up.
“This? No no, this is my ring. I found it.” - RK
“No it’s not, it’s my mother’s! Give it back you thief!” - P
“Why should I do that?” - RK

()

“Yes, I won!” said Phillip. “Now give me the ring.”
The Rat King looks at it, then pulls his hand away and laughs.
“No, I don’t think I will.” – RK
“But I won! You’re nothing but a big bully!” - P
“Just leave it Phillip, let’s go home.” – C
The Rat King pauses for a moment.
“Fine, take your stupid ring.” – RK
“Yes! Let’s go Clyde.” - P
As they turned to leave and started to walk, they heard a strange sound.
The Rat King was crying.
“Hey, why are you crying?” Phillip
“All I w-wanted were some n-nice things. It’s so lonely down here and I have no one to play with.”
Phillip and Clyde look at each other. Clyde nods.
“We’ll be your friends.” - P
“R-really? You mean it? Even after I took your ring, and was mean to you?” - RK
“Yes. No one should have to be alone.”
The Rat King was silent. Then he smiled and laughed out loud and danced around.
Then he hugged Phillip and Clyde.
“Thank you Phillip and Clyde. I won’t forget you.”
Phillip and Clyde walked off, waving.
“Goodbye!”

As they came out of the tunnel, they heard Phillip’s mum calling for them.
“Oh Phillip there you are. I’ve been looking for you for ages, where have you been?”
“Mum it was amazing! There was this mouse and it took your ring, so we chased it and it went into this hole so we followed it and it went underground, and we ran for ages and ages and then we came out into this big room where there was this rat with huge piles of treasure so we fought him and got back his ring, but then he started crying it turned out he just wanted friends and then we came back here!”
“Oh yes Phillip, that’s a nice story.” - M
“It’s not a story mum, it really happened! Look at the hole over there!” – P
Phillip’s mum looks at the small crack in the wall and smiles a little.
“Phillip, that hole is tiny; there is no way you could get through that.” - M
“But mum it really did…” - P
“Don’t worry about that Phillip, look how messy you are! Let’s go clean you up.”
As they were about to walk up the stairs, something brushed his foot.
He looked down and saw a small piece of paper.
“Huh? What’s this…”
He looked at it.
And smiled.
Phillip,
Thank you,
(paw mark)

Inspiration - Angry Beavers

My favourite episode of Angry Beavers is the one where they get trapped in a cave and go deep into the earth in a homage to Journey to the Center of the Earth.

Sketches

Phillip and Clyde!

Inspiration - Hey Arnold

Hey Arnold. It particular, this episode where they go down into the sewer to get Arnold's Grandpa's watch back from the Sewer King.

More Sketches

I really like this Rat King. Also, I can't draw girls?

Story v2

A more refined version of the story.

Phillip and Clyde

This is Phillip.
He is a boy.
Not the smartest of boys.
But certainly one of the most imaginative.
And one of the most energetic.

This is Clyde.
He is a dinosaur.
And not just any dinosaur, he is a Tyrannosaurus Rex.
However, he is not as fierce as his fearsome appearance might indicate.
He is really quite timid, and friendly.

Clyde was his dinosaur, his friend, and he loved him.

They have many adventures together.
• Battling outlaws in the Wild West.
• Fighting strange aliens on distant planets.
• Exploring deep in undiscovered jungles.
• Climbing high mountain peaks.
• Descending deep to the bottom of the ocean.

But the greatest adventure they had was the time they ()
It started with a ring.

See a mouse.
“Unhand that ring, foul rodent!” shouted Phillip.
The mouse, as is to be expected, ran.
“Quick, Clyde!” yelled Phillip as he began off after his quarry.

They chased it down the hallway…
And down the stairs…
Down into the basement.
“We’ve got him now Clyde,” whispered Phillip triumphantly. “There’s no way out of the basement.”

“Where did he go?” wondered Phillip?
“Maybe he’s hiding behind something.” Clyde
Clyde grabbed the bookcase, and PUSHED.


Behind the bookcase, they could see a small, dark hole.
“That must be where he went!” Phillip exclaimed. “Let’s go!”
“I don’t know Phillip, it’s very small, and very dark…” said Clyde.
“C’mon Clyde, we gotta get that ring back.”

So into the hole they went.
They crawled for a long time, going further and further down into the ground.
Eventually the tunnel become wider, and they could stand up.
They crossed deep ravines.
And raging rivers.

After a long time, they came to the end of the tunnel.
They entered into huge room, dimly lit my torches attached to think stone pillars that when so high up they disappeared into darkness.
“Look at this place, it’s so big,” said Phillip, in awe.

At the very end of the room, they could just make out a dim blocky object.
“What is that?” Phillip.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good.” Clyde.
As they down the chamber, the dim object gradually became clearer.

It was a huge pile of every kind of object and thing they had ever seen.
There were ()
And on top of the pile was a throne.
And on the throne, sat an enormous rat.

His hooked nose, his crooked teeth, his fat, hairy body, his dark, beady eyes, his grasping claws, his slithering tail.

“At last! Welcome Phillip. And you too, Clyde!”
“Who are you?”
“Why, I am the Rat King.”
“What is all this stuff?”
“These are my treasures, the spoils I have taken from all over the world.”
“That’s my mother’s ring! Give it back!”
“Why should I do that?”

“Very well, if you can beat me in single combat, then you shall have your ring back.”
(fight)

“Yes, I won!” Phillip
“Let’s go home.”
As they turned to leave and started to walk, they heard a strange sound.
The Rat King was crying.

“Hey, why are you crying?” Phillip
“All I w-wanted were some n-nice things. It’s so lonely down here and I have
“We’ll be your friends.”
“R-really? You mean it? Even after I took your ring?”
“Yes of course. No one should have to be alone.”
“Thank you Phillip and Clyde. I won’t forget you.”
“Goodbye.”
And so they walked back through the tunnels to their home.
As they came out of the tunnel, they heard Phillip’s mum calling for them.

“Oh Phillip there you are. I’ve been looking for you for ages, where have you been?”
“Mum it was amazing! There was this mouse and it took your ring, so we chased it and it went into this hole so we followed it and it went underground, and we ran for ages and ages and then we came out into this big room where there was this rat with huge piles of treasure so we fought him and got back his ring, but then he started crying it turned out he just wanted friends and then we came back here!”
“Oh yes Phillip, that’s a nice story.”
“It’s not a story mum, it really happened! Look at the hole over there!”
“Phillip, that hole is tiny; there is no way you could get through that.”
“But mum it really did…”
“Don’t worry about that Phillip, look how messy you are! Let’s go clean you up.”

But adults very rarely listen to the stories of children. They have forgotten that they were once children themselves.
So Phillip nodded and followed his mother out of the basement.

“Oh! My ()! I haven’t seen this in years. Where did you find it, honey?”
“Don’t look at me, I didn’t find it.”
“Oh, then thank YOU, Phillip.”
“It wasn’t me either, mum.”
His mother looked at him, puzzled.
“If it wasn’t you then who…oh, but what is this?”

She was holding a small letter in her hand, tied with a red ribbon.
“It’s…it’s for you Phillip.”

He took the letter and opened it.
“Who is it from, Phillip?”

Phillip just smiled at her, that small smile beloved of those who hold secrets.
“Just a friend, mum. Just a friend…”


Phillip,
Thank you,
Your friend,
(paw mark)

Inspiration - Where the Wild Things Are

Classic storybook. A story about a boy's imagination.

Sketch - Phillip and Clyde

Inspiration - Axe Cop

Axe Cop. It's pretty nuts. Love that dinosaur, yo.

Story v1

A more developed version of the plot.

Phillip and Clyde

Part 1
Once there was a boy named Phillip.
He was not your average boy of six.
He was very imaginative, and very intelligent.
However…
He was missing something.
He didn’t fit in well with the other kids.
They didn’t understand him.
His parents were distressed, to see him so sad and lonely.
So…
They decided to find him something that would make him happy.
They decided to find him…
A friend.

Part 2

“What could be inside this crate?” Phillip wondered.
It was a dinosaur!
And not just any dinosaur, it was Tyrannosaurus Rex, the most fierce of all dinosaurs!
“Clyde”
But Phillip didn’t care. Clyde was his dinosaur, his friend, and he loved him.
They had many adventures together.
Battling bandits in the Wild West.
Fighting strange aliens on distant planets.
Exploring deep in undiscovered jungles.
Climbing high mountain peaks.


Part 3

Phillip and Clyde were playing.
Cheese is stolen.
See a mouse.
Chase it down a hole.
Enter a massive underground cavern.
See a castle in the distance.
Journey to the castle.
Find the Rat King.
Fight him and win.
Go to leave.
Rat King starts crying.
P&C turn back and comfort him.
Become friends.
Say goodbye.
Return to home.
Tell parents about the adventure.
Don’t believe him.
Find a piece of cheese with a note attached to it.
“Thank you.”

Inspiration - Varmints

An AMAZINGLY illustrated book, all the drawings were done digitally.

Sketch Clyde

Sketches for Clyde the Dinosaur.

Inspiration - Regular Show

The Regular Show is cartoon series on Cartoon Network. It has a similar style of animation to Adventure Time, which i really love. The episodes start off normal, then halfway through they just get fucking weird.

Sketchs 2

More character sketches. Phillip again, and the villian, the Rat King.

Inspiration - The Edge Chronicles

The Edge Chronicles is a series of novels written by Paul Stewart and illustrated by Chris Riddell. They place the drawings all throughout the book, showing glimpses of the world in characters and landscapes.

Inspiration - The Little Prince

A book by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry's. It is a very philosophical book, accompanied by lovely illustrations.

Inspiration - Dinosaur Comics

I love Dinosaur Comics.

Sketchs

Some sketches I did for characters. The boy is Phillip and the dog/dinosaur is Clyde.

Story v0.5

Ideas I arranged to form the barest facade of a coherent story.

Phillip [boy] and Clyde [his T-rex friend]
They are best friends.
Have lots of adventures together.
Space, Sky, Deep Sea, Underground, Jungle Explorers
Giant Moth Day.


While playing they see things.
Things go missing.
Keeps happening.
Set a trap.
Fall to sleep.
Finally see.
It's a mouse.
Takes some cheese.
Chase it.
It goes down a hole.
They follow him.
Come out in this underground world.


Beat him.
Mouse King crys.
He has no friends so he stole the cheese so Phillip and Clyde would play with him.
They share the cheese and are friends.
Go back home.
Phillips mum comes and it looks like Phillip made it up.

Past Stuff

These are some illustrations I did as part of a website for uni last semester. I think I can use these characters as the basis for my story maybe.