My All Creation deuteragonist, Jobe, has already been eaten by thirteen Disney villains, one of whom has eaten him twice -- Legend of Tarzan villains Tublat, the evil gorilla, and Kaj, the evil Leopard Man who worked in the service of Queen La, Merlock, the main villain of Duck Tales: the Movie - Raiders of the Lost Lamp, even a human predator, Stromboli, the gypsy serving as a minor villain from Pinocchio, the feral form of the evil Shere Khan from The Jungle Book, the anthro form of Shere Khan from Tale Spin, Tick-Tock, the evil, Hook-obsessed crocodile from Peter Pan, Sewernose de Bergerac, the evil, opera-loving alligator from one episode of Chip 'n Dale: Rescue Rangers, Boll Weevil, the evil oat tycoon from one episode of DuckTales, the sinister Bankjob Beagle, one of the seven infamous Beagle Boys from DuckTales, the deadly Sa'Luk, the Cassim-replacing King of Thieves from Aladdin and the King of Thieves, the dastardly Dark Dragon from American Dragon Jake Long, the "Honorable" Sherriff of Nottingham from Robin Hood, the sinister duck demon Paddywhack from Darkwing Duck, and, most recently, the evil Taurus Bulba from Darkwing Duck! We now continue this series of comics involving Jobe getting eaten by more of my favorite Disney villains. As I have said before, I'd always imagined them making meals out of me. As Jobe is based on me, appearance-wise and personality-wise, he'd be the closest thing I could have to me getting eaten by these villains myself. So I could live it vicariously through him, so to speak.

In this short story, Jobe has re-formed from his digestion and absorption by Taurus Bulba, and has now moved on to his Disney world, re-forming in Wonderland as seen in Alice in Wonderland. This time, he's found himself on a wide beach full of sand and garbage. And it's on this beach that he will meet his next villain: the cunning, manipulative Mr. Walrus from Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum's story "The Walrus and the Carpenter." And just like the Curious Oysters, Jobe will share their exact same fate. . . .

A tall, brown-furred anthropomorphic walrus looked down at Jobe as Jobe likewise looked up at him. He stood at an incredibly tall height and wore a green shirt front, and a blue coat over it. He also wore a light-blue bowtie, gray pants, and a comically tiny top hat. He had white gloves on his paws, with the right glove having a tear on the ring finger, and he also wore black shoes. His whiskers were so clumped together, they made a scruffy mustache, as well.
"Well, what have we here?” the walrus asked, looking down at Jobe. “I've not seen you around here before."
"I am lost,” Jobe replied. “I am not even from here."
"Interesting,” the walrus said. “And who might you be, my fine young man?" He had a look of intrigue on his face as he asked that. Intrigue . . . and deviousness, as he was already getting an idea.
One very close to what Jobe had experienced.
Jobe put a hand over his chest. "Jobe,” he said, answering the walrus’s question. “And who are you, sir?"
"You need only call me 'Mr. Walrus,'” the walrus said with a warm smile, tipping his hat. . . .
Though Jobe didn’t know it, Mr. Walrus was a jobless drifter who wandered from place to place, town to town, along with his sidekick and lackey, an unnamed human carpenter. The two had varying views of life. While Mr. Walrus was fine with resorting to trickery and manipulation to get what he wanted, his carpenter friend believed that finding employment and getting jobs would improve their lives.
Unfortunately for Jobe, the former viewpoint was about to win out once again. . . .

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