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Welcome to the part of the Luci Phurr’s Imps site that wouldn’t be possible without you. We’ve created a whole new set of Imp characters specifically based on our most regular Posters here on the site. Our Imp Posters.
These are not based on the reality of how you guys are, but more how LPI artist Courtney Huddleston thinks an Imp version of you might look based on your comments. The associated descriptions are again based on the Imp, not the reader.
If you want to become immortalized as a character in Luci Phurr’s universe, throw in your two cents in the comments section and who knows where it will lead. Best of all, you might even see YOUR imp make a guest appearance in the regular strips.
Hopefully you like these, because they were created specifically for you, the readers. Thanks for your support.
But You Forgot (AKA Tegger)
This imp, with his one huge all seeing eye is the guy who never lets ANYTHING slip.
Oh sure, for a while you’d think this guy is more of a Guardian Angel than a minion of Hades, but the seventh time you hear, “But you forgot…” you’ll start to realize that this Imp MIGHT be keepingyou on the straight and narrow – but he’s also keeping you on the straight an narrow to Hell.
By the twenty-seventh time you hear. “But you forgot…” you can probably smell the Sulfur Pits already.
It might seem cool having someone being the Official Guy Who Asks, but lemme tell ya, he is DEFINITELY one of our guys.
Lost In The Music (AKA Chibichibi)
Small but perfectly formed… well, for an imp. Chibichibi is the Imp of those moments you get caught in the music at the most inopportune moment – be that in the morning commute when you miss the green-light because you were getting down and groovy… or that moment you’d rather forget when you were just swept up by the hypnotic rhythmic drive of the Village People’s YMCA at the bar.
Chibichibi is also prone to moments of extreme emotion. At such time her eyes go large and her pupils disappear. These moments are usually accompanied by a throbbing “+” by her forehead, or an improbably large, single bead of sweat that appears (this same single bead of moisture will appear when she wants to cry and/or drool).
Temptation (AKA Kitty)
Temptation, or Kitty to those who know her intimately… and given what she is, EVERYONE who knows her, knows her intimately… is lusty desire incarnate.
In the Imp World she is the hottest, sexiest, steamiest and tentacliest of all the Imps. Cupid is a rank amateur when compared to Kitty.
To you and me, she might not look like much, but she can change your perceptions and appear to be that which you long for the most, be that Elle MacPhearson, Courtney Huddleston, or a O’Queenees Out-Box Cheeseburger when you KNOW your diet says no carbs and dairy and transfats and other fats and processed foods.
Don’t get too near, or those lips will be whispering sweet-nothings in your ear (seriously IN your ear, like next to your brain and everything) and once those tentacles are wrapped around you, you’re lost to the heady desires of temptation.
Here’s The Plan (AKA Byakugan)
Once again, on face value, this Imp seems like he’s on your side, but don’t listen.
That guy who screwed you over for the promotion? This guy will tell you just how he cheated and just how YOU should do the same to him. Of course, when you blow that jerk out of his new position and take that corner office, Byaky here will be sitting on the shoulder of the guy who was just behind you in the pecking-order, telling him how you cheated and what this guy can do to get your new job. Don’t let those big innocent eyes fool you, he’s one of the Imps. And if he puts on earplugs, get ready for some bossa nova evil coming your way.
Let’s Cook Something (AKA: LCS)
OK, I know you’re thinking, so I’ll explain. At those moments in human history when someone looked down at an object they really should have thrown away, and said to themself, “Hmmmmm, I wonder what that tastes like?” you can bet that our drooling friend LCS was around. Oh sure, at some point later, someone decides cow testes are suddenly a delicacy and for refined tastes only (the same tastes who eat pizzle, snails or deep-fried candy), but you know it was never a good idea in the first place.
However, LCS is not limited to just culinary adventures. Wherever you find ill-conceived ideas, like starting a sock-based conspiracy theory, you can bet our friend is there, cooking up insane ideas.
But next time you’re looking in the closet and you think, “I wonder what Ramen Noodles, Jello, Anchovies and Capers taste like battered and deep-fried,” check for a trail of drool before you break out the cookware.
How Hot Can It Be? (AKA: Iceburgh)
We’ve likely ALL encountered this cousin of Pain at some point. If we find him directly, there’s a good chance alcohol was involved… probably a dare… possibly money is on the line in the form of a bet. If indirectly, odds are the situation was the same, but we were slightly more in control of our faculties… or at least our sense of self-preservation hadn’t been completely drowned in booze at that point.
The party or night-out is progressing well; everyone is in fine spirits (often as the result of fine spirits… malt-based beverages… and good company); jokes are being told; and suddenly one appears. A pepper. Maybe it’s a Scotch Bonnet, or an Habanero. No one is entirely sure where it came from as no one bought one (guess who provided it?). No one will remember exactly who shouted “GO ON! EAT IT! HOW HOT CAN IT REALLY BE?” (guess who again?) and the betting starts.
Why is he also known as Iceburgh, you ask? Because however much pain you might suffer in the eating, you’ll wish you had an iceberg to sit on when that stuff makes it’s way out again. Burns on the way in, burns on the way out.
The Mysterious One (AKA Keylaleigh)
Perhaps the most mysterious of the Imps, and possibly linked directly to Mr D himself, is the Imp commonly know as Keylaleigh.
Oh sure, she seems nice, fun and just a blast to hang-out with… I mean, she’ll even sing you songs… songs she has written herself. But at the end of the day, you have to take a step back and ask yourself, “If she is so nice, what’s she doing here?” What does she want and do? Like the boss before her, she’ll woo you and lull you into a false sense of security… but to what end?
Make no mistake, this imp is possibly the most easily under-estimated one around… and therefore the most dangerous. Don’t let all that niceness fool you. Keylaleigh is definitely one of us.
And check out the song she did for us here…
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Feeling Blue (AKA Kiriel)
We’ve all had those moments of self-doubt, feeling a little sad, a little blue. Guess who?
This cousin of Tears might at first glance seem like she’d be a push-over, but just like her more famous cousin, there’s more to this Li’l Blue Imp than meets the eye. Sure, those eyes, that curious skull-like orange marking on her face, the cracked noggin and the spikes all around the head… even the pointed tail – they all suggest a fierce, hardness in this Imp.
But just like Tears, there’s a deep emotional side to Li’l Blue here and the worst thing ANYONE could do would be underestimate her. Because underneath that deeply emotional center, which is under that spiky-headed, orange-skull-faced, scary-eyed imp, is a diamond-hard core of smack-down you don’t ever wanna cross. Not unless you like gray rain-clouds, the collected works of Sylvia Plath and a growing familiarity with the word ennui.
OOOOW! IDEA! (AKA ComicHero)
This guy will jump in your head and just not let go. The “OOOOW! IDEA!” moment that usually hits just as you’re about to fall asleep is all down to this guy. That single eye on the top of his head allows for complete focus on the idea. It’s amazing that a) you never thought of this before; and b) that no one else ever thought of this before.
Of course, all that extreme focus on one idea can sometimes make it so you even forget to breathe. But don’t worry, our friend here has you covered. With what is actually a flip-top head, he can open his mouth like a kitchen trashcan and take enormous gulps of air that will keep you going.
But before you start to ponder the obvious question… “How is THIS guy an Imp? He sounds awesome!” take a look at those hands. Do they look like they were designed to type? And so, when you look the next morning, you’ll have trouble rereading your own awesome idea. And because you wrote it down, you felt confident to forget it before you finally gave into sleep.
Oh yes. He is SOOOOOO one of us.
Fist Of Karma (AKA Ragedoll)
True Karma is frustratingly slow and Mr. D. has never been one to sit around waiting for things to happen. So being much more of a go-getter, he brought into existence Fist of Karma.
This current manifestation is merely ONE of her color-schemes (think of her as a mood ring… if mood rings were designed to bring about swift painful justice). If you ever run into her, and she’s more of a vermilion hue, run. That said, she’s partial to dressing up… so there’s a good chance that weird chick in the pink Marie Antoinette outfit (complete with pink wig) is Fist of Karma coming to lay the smack down. The only known way to escape is to surround yourself with beer and karaoke (she is vulnerable to both). But you really just bought yourself time. She’ll still get you in the end.
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Aaaaaw! Isn’t it cute (AKA Sicarius)
One rarely hears the full name of “Aaaaaw! Isn’t it cute” spoken aloud… at least in full. Usually the speaker gets as far as “Aaaaaw! Isn’t it c…” before a vicious, painful yet swift death ends the sentence for the speaker. Throughout history, the gene-pool has been culled by such utterances.
To emphasize the point, while “Aaaaaw! Isn’t it cute” is cute… in a somewhat scary way… she never travels without her faithful minions, Fang (on the left) and Norbert Willikins-Monkhouse III (on the right). Now on face-value, you might be less than daunted, but consider this: How many people buy hamsters as pets and put them in their kids’ bedroom? So you put this tiny noisy NOCTURNAL creature in with the kids and keep them up all night. But that is just the minor menace. In truth, with one word “Aaaaaw! Isn’t it cute” can command an army of Attack Hamsters… EXPLODING Attack Hamsters… to lay waste to anyone and anything. FEAR HER!
Star Shine (AKA LydaLynn)
“Star Shine” like many many of her brothers and sisters, seems innocent enough, but just like her siblings, that first appearance of innocence is all she needs to get you.
Her initial attack is a serious spasm of pain you get on a clear night when you suddenly see a sky full of stars (remember what happened to that dude in the 2001 movie who saw something full of stars?) and stand in awe.
But that’s not the extent of it. Once she hooks you with her sparkles, you’re lost… forever… stored in a mason jar and fed on your favorite food… thinking you’re having a high-old-time, but really you’ve become an ornament on one of the shelves in her kitchen. And you might think, “Meh, not so bad.” but ask an animal in a zoo where they’d rather be. AND that mold-stuff, that keeps evolving, eating everything near it, and sitting in a jar not far away, is looking at you… and drooling… at least I HOPE it’s just drool.
Look out for more IMPosters soon, and if you want your own, start posting and who knows what will happen.
mmmm cookies….. Hey! anyone have a extra pair of glasses, i keep stumbling into a wall that i cant see
Don’t worry, it’s an effect of the TARDIS cookies. It’ll pass. In the meantime, if you don’t want to stumble into any more walls, you could give me all your cookies. I don’t mind the walls. Really.
*has walls tinted* there now you can see your walls TZB!
Lemme help. If you eat the blue TARDIS cookies, then walls pop up next to everyone who likes brownies. If you eat the red ones, walls appear next to the ones who like the cookies most. The purple ones…erm…I’m not really sure about that one. They sort of move.
I like the squirmy purple ones, they remind me of eating jell-o. Still not sure what they do as my jar has not changed and I see no new walls. Maybe I just remade the 4th wall?
seems to be a slow news week around here * drags fins across the mantel wher the all sit* seems to have been a while since any one has beeen here has this sancary become that desolate of late has it been turned fromthe corprate fun house to a fortress of solitude who knows but it is awfully quite in here
It’s the walls… y’know, they are kinda thick and that makes comunication sorta difficult.
Maybe but i have a feeling it was because Lyda and I were gone didnt have a steady diet of devils cake and imp’s cookies or my magnetic personaly that attracts wierdness
need…cookies…now…
Where’s Lyda? We’re starting to starve, over here…
she be working dutifuly at her comic book store to have the imp bucks to buy what she needs to make the delcious baked goods
sorry i was too busy building myself a new toy…… i like bull dozers and wreaking balls so i made then into one machine….. THE WALLS MUST COME DOWN!!!!! *except the purple ones, i likes purple*
man the only wall here is the one our jars rest on
All the same, Comichero! DOWN WITH THE WAAAAAAAAAALL!
cant do that Lyda would be ferious that her collection was set free and her jars were all broke so un less you dont want baked goods from lyda then well be my guess tear down this wall
I never said anything about breaking jars! Don’t put those words in my mouth!
I’m just say ing if our last wall comes do so does our shelving unit and with that our jars its your classic cause and effect like a giant set of dominio’s
I like dominos! Living on the floor might not be so bad, kinda tired of this vertigo everytime I look out the front (?) side of my jar….
Fine, then, I’ll behave…
*lays curled up on CH’s lap murring sweet and adoringlike*
*pets Kiriel like and evil genius would his cat* you know i kinda feel like the old sibling here, when our mom ( lyda) goes away she puts me incharge so nothing too horid happens that said * gives trix a very large set of dominos , Aletheya several exact replica’s of lyda’s house in which we are store and and several hundred m-80′s * here you guys go trix enjoy , and Aletheya tear down as many fourth wall as you want as you can see inthose replicas your have i have even lovingly recreated our shelving unit and every one on it
*Happily starts tearing apart all the toy replicas, laughing wildly at the destruction. Then builds a wall with the remains just to tear it down again.*
* enslaves a work force of elves to keep A steady suplly of replicas fo and M-0′s for Aletheya to play with* ha im like an evil Santa Claus
*poked him with her spiked chuffing and glares slightly* We’re suppose to be evil not just means… elves are pushovers anyway,.. enslave lions~
But you with lions you run into that whole opposable thumb issue. It is much better to enslave a troop of rabid blue nosed baboons. *goes and starts setting up dominoes* These will make a nice wall of blackness…..
I do not want lions near me. I need no help tearing this all down, thank you very much! *Tears down a couple more replicas just for spite*
I like this idea alot……i wants one that looks mean so i can use it as an avatar……
Baboon’s are much to territoral and unpridictable and dont make a very cohesive work force elves do good withtheir hands and can do at the very least basic math and i need that in a work force cuz with out that my workshop would put out a substandard protduct and while i dont have aproblem with that i wnt tthe toy to make it to ther intended peson before being broken and the parents have to go out and buy a dozen replacments
*Looks angrily at Trixxer’s wall.* Walls… they must ALL come down! *Starts assembling a couple of trebuchets and catapults with the destroyed toy replicas.*
*watches as Aletheya builds siege engines* Oh my, those are going to be fun…*starts reinforcing his domino walls*
lol not what the toys were ment for but who am I to stop such obvious fun * gets his enslaved elves to build him a fortress of lincoln logs armed with balistaes and catapults on the towers and tribuchets in the court yard*MAN THE PARAPITS MY ELVES, PERPARE TO FIRE! SHOW NO MERCY FOR YOU SHALL RECEIVE NONE! * secretly sends several elves out to supply both Trix and Aletheya with munitions and building materials*
Oh, nice, more building materials! Hey, Comichero, can I use your elves’ heads as ammunition? Or perhaps to assemble a battering ram?
Do elves explode on impact? Well, guess we’ll know soon enough….
I supose you could the breed like rabbits so what the heck why not
*attaches a barrel of TNT to each elf* READY the catapults and load the trebuche! Crank back the ballista and load an elf in to each…We are ready for war!!!!
TNT is overrated! Good ol’ fireworks are better! That said… *binds a screeching elf to a cluster of fireworks and lits it* See, so exciting! We can party while we lay siege to each other!
the rockets red glare adn allthat but Aletheya is my dusky Iberian-goddess that being said every day is like a party in her neck of the woods so i dont know if they have an offical national blow shit up day
…*starts tidying up jar*…can’t believe I let it get this bad…
Indeed Sic but im pretty sure it not our fault that Aletheya and Trix are going to war and making a huge mess of the jar room
*looks around for some more elfs* Where did all those silly little critters get too. And I have a fresh batch of home made C4 too…
should have let the m breed a bit Trix told ya they are like rabbits if you used up you supply that is your fualt and con siderit a lesson in over harvesting
*starts agressive breeding program between elfs and blue nosed baboons* Hah, I’ll have my warriors soon enough!!! And cannon fodder to boot!
I’m going to have a lot of pleasure watching how your elf-baboons fare against my newly-bred shadow-elves, Trix! MUHAHAHAHAHA!
Me and the pure elves are going to sit back and watch this i think should be most entertaining bring me back to the days when the colisieum was in it prime
Wow, I’ve missed a lot. Hey, Comic, you want some popcorn? Bets anyone?!
sure id love some you can watch the war unfold from my lincoln log battelments if you want Mal
Nah, I’ve got a pretty well-stocked foxhole. Gummy bear pillows, donchta know. Comfortable, and edible, when all the canned stuff I have runs out.
At last! My Terrible Catapult of Doom is ready! Come, my Shadow-elves! Come and die for your Queen of Demolitions! I want to see Trix’s walls come down like the dominos they are!
lol Mal you and Aletheya make me laugh with gusto
*Arms the Terrible Trebuchet and the Baleful Balista with Blue Nosed Elves and Elf Eared Babboons* Lets get to crackin those cracked toy walls! Also, I do believe the glowy effect on the DNA-spliced beasties is a nice touch…