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Epilogue - Leaders of Cheers
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...Previously...



The Underborough High Screaming Ninnies were enjoying the most successful season in the school's history, and that was due in no small part to the new cheerleading squad. Before their sudden appearance, it hadn't really occurred to anyone to get excited for the 0-whatever Ninnies, or even to go to the games at all. But one new student changed all that. Angela Morgan spent practically all of her time between classes cartwheeling down the hallways with unwavering enthusiasm for the school's killing team. By the night of the game, she could be found leaping and shouting on the sidelines, joined by a blonde, pigtailed Winifred Pale. No one in the crowd thought to question the reserved vampire's change in appearance and demeanor. They were too caught up in the spirit of what became the Ninnies' first victory in a time too long for even much of the faculty to remember.

The next day, the students showed their appreciation for the team. But even moreso for the cheerleading squad, which had somehow doubled overnight. Again, no one questioned it. No one cared. Strutting down the hallways in full uniform, the girls were practically rock stars at Underborough High. Angela was the girl-next-door, Win was the rich sophisticate with a heart of gold, Shel Debunkle was the brains of the group, and Jezebel "Jezzie" Brimston was the 'bad girl.'

After the weekend, Angela came to school with a transfer student. A distant cousin named Ro, she told everyone. This introduction seemed to elicit giggles from both Angela and Ro, which the students just dismissed as 'some cousin thing.' Despite her alleged distance, she came to Underborough High with seemingly full knowledge of the cheer squad's repertoire. The night before the homecoming game, Shel noted that they were one member short of a human/monster pyramid. Angela suggested that maybe Win should recruit her distant cousin Abby to the squad.
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Angela's Magic Lesson - Bushy Tailed
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Angela chirped and chittered in protest as she continued to sink further and further into the purple sea of her dress. She fell to the floor, twitching her long, bushy tail to shake off the ensnaring fabric. Her claws stepped out of a pair of tights which were now anything but tight. She was now on all fours and considerably smaller, reddish fur covering her entire body. The only traces of her long hair was a mere dark patch on her back. Angela wiggled her nose as she looked for a way out of the archives. If she could ony scamper up a tree somewhere, she could sit and think of her next move a bit.


THE END ...or is it?


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Epilogue - The Scraps
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...Previously...



Angela wandered outside Underborough High School, her bristly legs kicking up dust in the crisp afternoon air. Her reduced stature would make the trek to Underborough Square a little longer, but she felt drawn to the bustling crowds. Although she was a relatively new face in the area, she wondered if anyone would recognize her even newer face. And body, for that matter.

Gazing upward at all the monsters and more than a few visiting humans, Angela smiled to herself. Though her tampering with magic spells had altered her form, her mind was still intact. She scanned the sidewalks and shops and found that even in a diversely monster-populated place like this, she was unique. She enjoyed getting the occasional raised eyebrow from creatures with multiple sets of eyes. It felt thrilling to know she was walking around incognito rather than just unnoticed. She knew who she herself was while others weren't sure what she was. It was her secret.

But that's when it hit her: it wasn't her secret. Even she didn't know exactly what she was. She would have to go home eventually. What would her mother think when a tiny wooden imp crept into the house? What would she do at school the next day? Suddenly overwhelmed with the perceived consequences of her actions, Angela ran, darting between all manners of legs until there were no more people or monsters to see her panic.

The sky was growing darker as Angela shuffled out of town and onto one of the footpaths leading back home. Angela wrung her brush-like hands. The soft breeze blew noisily through Angela's straw hair.

"What am I going to do?" she muttered to herself. "I can't go home like this. And I can't go back to school and fix it, I'll just make myself worse!" Angela balled up her straw hands and held them to her face, wondering whether or not her wooden features could produce tears.

A voice came seemingly from nowhere. "I don't think you're so bad, little girl."

Angela looked up to see that she was now surrounded by several figures all her size. They all seemed to be human versions of things, like she was now. There was a young man with a guitar body, a girl who was part teddy bear, a walking pepper grinder that was wearing what Angela thought might be a dress, and so on.

"I-I'm not a little girl!" Angela shouted in a way that only weakened her case. "Who are all of you?"

A boy with no arms spoke up, instead gesturing with his scarf. He pointed a single tassel at himself. "Well, I'm Wrappa, and this is--"

"No, no, no, that wil take much too long," a deep voice said. It was the disembodied voice from just a moment ago. "These, collectively, are the Scraps. And I--" A lanky figure rose from behind the crowd. He was plainly dressed, but still imposing due to his mouthful of jagged fangs. "--I am the Krockman," he finished, after a maybe-too-long dramatic pause.

"Scraps?" Angela asked, looking at the crowd who had now formed a small circle around her. "Is... is that what I am, too?"

"Not quite," Krockman answered. "Yes, they're all little, and they're all more or less household items, but you are different in one very important way. You see, you are not dead."

Angela waited for the tall man to continue, hoping his next word wouldn't be 'yet.'

"All of my little friends here are made from little bits of broken souls. Sort of the toaster leavings of Limbo. But I've never seen a living being turn themselves into one on their own. And I've seen quite a bit, mind you."

Parting the circle of Scraps, whose eyes remained fixed on Angela, Krockman bent down to examine the broom-girl more closely.  "No," he said, scratching his slightly scruffy chin, "it doesn't appear to be permanent."

"So I'll go back to normal?" Angela asked.

"Sure. It could take a few days. Maybe a few weeks, but no more than that. Frankly, I have the power to change you back right now."

Angela's eyes lit up as she let out a little gasp.

"But I won't."

"Hey!"

"Hay is for horses, and people with straw hair shouldn't... ah, never mind. Not sure where I was going with that. Anyway my point is, you meddled with powers you couldn't comprehend. And what would you gain from it if I just zapped you back, hmm? And believe me, I'm capable of leaving you as far worse than a Scrap. Of course, I won't do that either. It's more entertaining to see what you end up doing to yourself."

"Well, can't you help me at all? I mean, I thought you'd at least have some answers for me. All you did was allude to what a Scrap is, but otherwise I'm more confused now than I was before!"

"I can see you're disappointed. Just to show I'm not a bad guy, I'll take you somplace you can lay low."

With that, Angela instantly found herself alone once again. She was no longer on the footpath, either. Instead, she was standing at the front door of her friend Shelley's house. It was a good choice on Krockman's part, though Angela had no idea how he knew where her friends lived, let alone the right one to send her to. Shelley was smart and usually had helpful advice. Angela's brief adventure as a mysterious new being was over; she now had to come clean to someone about what she'd done to herself. Krockman's words nagged at her as she approched the door. "Entertaining to see me turn myself into stuff?" Angela mumbled. "What kind of weird guy would find entertainment in that?"
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Angela's Magic Lesson - Broom Sprite
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Determined not to become an object, Angela summoned all the power within her inexperienced witch body. The dry straw continued to creep up her legs, their relatively solid form now a bundle of thousands of bristles. She could feel the same fate befalling her hands. Straw hair scratched at her wooden face, but she closed her eyes tight and kept up the struggle.

When Angela reopened her eyes, she was relieved to see she was not a helpless cleaning tool. But her victory was a bizarre trade-off. Fighting the curse she had unleashed came at the cost of her physical makeup. She found she had diminished in size to the height of a small child. She flexed her straw fingers as she examined her arms. They were very thin and made of wood, but still inexplicably flexible. Her shiny wooden torso was now exposed and completely cylindrical. Stray ends of straw poked up from her waist, and a stiff brush ponytail stuck straight up from the top of her head. Even her clothes had rearranged themselves to suit her new form.

Angela paced quietly around the room, feeling every bristle of her legs brush against the stone floor. She was not a broom. She was not a child. Then what am I? she thought. If I'm able to think that at all, then I guess I'm still myself. Content with that for now, Angela swished her way out of the archives.


THE END ...or is it?


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Angela's Magic Lesson - A Bristling Experience
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Angela felt strange vibrations, like her feet were shaking wildly inside her boots. Her wooden phalanges began to split and crack until they began to resemble straw! The same sensation crept up her hair. Both of her hands were becoming straw-like as well, as she noted a few bits of straw poking through her left glove. Suddenly, her arms were forced close to her sides! She could feel her wooden torso becoming narrower and losing definition, like some kind on pole or stick...

Her eyes widened. "A broomstick!" she shouted. Was Angela about to go from witch to witch's accessory?


(1.) Yes. Angela becomes a witch's broom.

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No! Angela resists the spell's effects!


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FullSizeRender by Mr-DNAWell! This has been quite the little burst of activity! Sorry to have been inactive for so long, but I've been trying to get the next Underburbs issue done. About a week ago, I finished penciling #17. I received a note asking if I'd do some AMLs, and I figured, "what the hell, I'll do a couple of these before I get back to inking." Next thing I know, I'm doing nearly a dozen AMLs plus a few epilogues. It's hard to say no to you guys. It's nice to see that a lot of you are still excited to see these things after three years and over 400 drawings. This pile of papers on my dirty couch doesn't do justice to all the work and fun and collaborative effort that's gone into this series.

That said, I'm going to have to put the brakes on this for awhile again. I have another 19 pages of inking plus a cover waiting for me. I've also got a long overdue commission to do once that's done. I'll try to pop in with more art as much as I can. Thanks for being awesome.

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Current Residence: Salem, MA
Favourite genre of music: Alternative & Punk, at least according to iTunes
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Favourite cartoon character: (Dr.) Mr. Horse
Personal Quote: These sharks are on PCP!
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DJNetwork Featured By Owner Edited Jan 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Hi there. Me again. I was about to ask you where I can find the Underburbs comic, then I found out it isn't a webcomic, but a published indie comic.

I am not the most observant person.

So, since there's no national distribution for the comic, and from what I've looked up Comixpress is gone, is there any other way to purchase the comic besides the Yahoo account?
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Mr-DNA Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017
The entire series is available at IndyPlanet.com. Just enter Underburbs in the search window. The first 11 issues are contained in the three volumes (I=1-3, II=4-7, III=8-11, and each comes with 30+ pages of extras). Issues 12-17 are available individually.
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DJNetwork Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you.

Also, I feel a little silly about the whole "fanfiction" thing in my last comments. I honestly didn't know you made the comic. As mentioned, I'm not the most observant person.
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Mr-DNA Featured By Owner Jan 6, 2017
That's fine, I don't think you said anything to feel silly about. As I said, if you ever want to expand upon any of the epilogues, feel free. I would just want to screen them for content first.
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Kokin144 Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2017
Why you Still NOT SEEN My Birthday Gift For YOU:kokin144.deviantart.com/art/Ha…
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Mr-DNA Featured By Owner Edited Jan 1, 2017
I was not made aware of it until now! The easiest way to let someone know you did a thing for them is to put their icon in the description. Just type icon :username: (eliminating the space between icon and the first colon) and you should get this:

:iconusername:

That way, it shows up in their notifications as a Mention.
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Kokin144 Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2017
It's Ok, I'm glad You notice this Now :)
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Barricade64 Featured By Owner Dec 21, 2016
I was curious if you'll be open for commissions next month? I was interested in getting something similar to my previous one.
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Mr-DNA Featured By Owner Dec 22, 2016
Maybe. Work has kept me so busy it's hard to think that far ahead. Note me with what you want, and I'll see when I can fit it in.
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Barricade64 Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2016
Just found your art in Shantae 1/2 Genie Hero. Very nice!
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