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Well, this is officially the weirdest character I’ve done a picture of.
I’ve been a huge fan of the Banjo-Kazooie series since I was a kid. The N64 had already come and gone by the time I found out about it or Banjo, but that didn’t stop me from loving walkthroughs. I eventually got to play Banjo-Kazooie on the Xbox 360 (I sucked at it, unfortunately), but I never got around to buying the sequel. A shame, too; from the videos, it’s definitely my favorite of the two! Witchyworld was my favorite level, with Mr. Patch as my favorite boss; something about flying through the air, launching yourself and exploding eggs at a giant inflatable dinosaur as he spits exploding beach balls is surprisingly awesome. Helps that I love his boss theme; the soundtrack is amazing in general, but Mr. Patch’s theme is a personal favorite!
I’d be very surprised if this wasn’t the first picture of him hypnotized. Hopefully you enjoy!
Kaa panted as he slithered for his life, hammer-wielding rats in hot pursuit. The snake slipped behind a circus tent, and the rats ran past.
Kaa peeked out from around the tent. Luckily for him, the rats were looking about in confusion. Their quarry nowhere in sight, the park workers began to argue as to whose fault this was. The next thing Kaa knew, they were pounding each other with hammers ‘til one had an idea: they could blame this on the bear and bird! Mistress Grunty didn’t know they weren’t here…
The others nodded in agreement and wandered off.
Kaa breathed a sigh of relief.
What was wrong with this place?!
He’d seen a sign outside Witchyworld’s front gate, announcing their grand reopening tomorrow. It wasn’t a great amusement park, he knew, but amusement parks had refreshments, people, and so many spots where a person could be lured out of sight. He’d have no problem slipping in and spending the night!
That thought had lasted until a hammer hit him in the head and he woke up in the freak show. Admittedly, “Mystical Jungle Snake” was a pretty great title, but he’d rather not stay in a cell. One hypnotized guard later, and he was home free!
…At least, that’s what he thought until he realized he couldn’t find the exit.
Somehow, he’d gotten lost, and between crazed park employees, coin-spitting slot machines, and the worst food he’d ever seen, it had been a struggle to survive. Unfortunately, at some point the employees had figured out he was the “Mystical Jungle Snake”, and started chasing him. He needed a hiding place – and a map!
…Maybe the circus tent? He’d heard a star performer was in there – Mr. Pants, was it? He didn’t know why they had what he assumed was a pants-themed clown, but they’d at least just be one person; hopefully one who could give directions.
Kaa slipped under the side of the tent.
….Why did he hear ominous music?
Mr. Patch smiled as he looked up at the ceiling; he couldn’t believe Mistress Grunty and Pikelet had managed to get this place reopened! Apparently, the witch was in need of funds; working in a game factory didn’t mean she knew how to give a game good graphics, or compose a song (Grunty and the Broomstick Boys had been met with a claw and hairball-filled reception. Admittedly, that might be due to having an audience of Piddles, but Mr. Patch was pretty sure no one liked nails on a chalkboard.)
With Witchyworld’s reopening came his re-patching; they’d need their biggest attraction! It would have been nice if he got to keep the metal coating, but he was just glad they’d gotten him down from that horrible cactus.
Now he just had to-
Wait, was the side of the tent going up?
Kaa slithered into the dark big top, and looked around. He didn’t see anyone here; maybe Mr. Pants was out? Either way, it looked like hiding here was his best bet; he’d just slip under that strange lumpy thing and spend the night.
Much to Kaa’s confusion, the lumpy thing began to breathe deeply. Lumps bulged out into limbs, a big belly between them. The strange wobbly inflatable thing rose to its feet, and Kaa found himself staring at a blow-up T. Rex.
…The people in this place just loved to mess up his plans, didn’t they?
Mr. Patch glared down at the snake. An intruder already? He’d show him who’s boss!
Kaa frantically shook his head. He wasn’t trying to intrude, he’d simply gotten lost and ended up in the park! He couldn’t find the exit, so he thought he’d ask Mr. Pants for directions.
The dinosaur’s glare grew deeper. Unless he was looking for a stick figure in his undergarments, he had the wrong guy. He was Mr. PATCH!
…What?!
Brushing aside the bizarre response, Kaa apologized; names were hard to hear when angry rats were chasing you with hammers. His was Kaa, by the way. He’d leave if he could find a way out of the park.
Mr. Patch blinked, taken aback. Wow, he hadn’t expected the snake to actually apologize. Most intruders were much ruder. He’d give him directions, but he’d have to give him a beating while he was at it; it was nothing personal, but part of his job was making intruders pay.
Kaa frantically made an offer. It had been so long since the park was open; surely some practice before his performance couldn’t hurt! He could watch, give feedback, maybe help depending on what he did! He was sure it would be tiring work, and if he felt beaten down and exhausted, couldn’t that be just as good as a beating?!
Mr. Patch pondered for a moment. It had been a while since the park was open, and he’d had anyone wander into his tent who was supposed to be there… and with how he’d spent last game floating around and getting popped, he hadn’t exactly gotten practice. He didn’t think weight gain was an issue for him, but he didn’t want to chance ending up like that bird and bear…
The dinosaur nodded. That was good enough for him! All right, so his routine involved bouncing beach balls off himself, the walls, spring-loaded boxing gloves. The trick was, if they hit someone that wasn’t him, they’d blow up (the explosion kind, not the inflation kind)! He’d bounce himself between them, too, maybe ride one around, all the while growing bigger and bigger, ‘til he launched all the balls into the sky; they’d go out with a big bang!
Kaa wasn’t sure when his jaw had hit the floor. All he knew was that it was there, and that he was pretty sure he was going to die.
The inflatable noticed, and gave a guffaw. Better than he expected?
Kaa quickly recovered; he could salvage this. That was so much better than he’d thought! It sounded amazing; it put the trick he could do with his eyes to shame.
Mr. Patch cocked his head curiously; what trick?
Kaa chuckled; he was glad he’d asked! Look closely at his eyes!
The dinosaur bent down for a better look. He didn’t see-
Mr. Patch’s jaw dropped as Kaa’s eyes spiraled with colors; lots of pretty rainbow rings, red, and blue, and yellow, and he had to follow them. Each one was special, swirling his thoughts about and making him feel lighter than the air that filled him. The snake moved his head in circles, and the dazed dinosaur, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks, followed with a growing smile. Nothing could be better than this!
Mr. Patch was proven wrong as the snake’s tail slithered across his body, soft, soothing scales sending shivers down whatever passed for his spine. Soon enough, Kaa had him in coils, squeezing and stroking and making him moan in delight; he’d never felt so good in his life! He could burst right now, go flying away, and he’d be content with the colors that filled his vision.
The snake began to speak, and his tail wagging behind him, the blissful blow-up was all nonexistent ears. He’d perform for a new master now, a kind, scaly one happy to fill his head with hypnotic colors. He’d never need to trouble himself with thoughts or free will; his master would ensure they were taken good care of. Mr. Patch would be a prized pet, loyal and loving, ready to protect, entertain and provide anything else his master needed. And in return, his master would love him, cuddling, hypnotizing, and praising his beloved pet.
His eyes whirling with color, his tail wagging a mile a minute, Mr. Patch couldn’t nod fast enough. He was a good pet, ready to obey! He loved Master, and he’d do anything for him; he couldn’t wait to start!
Kaa’s tail tugged his neck, and with a PING! and a roar of delight, Mr. Patch broke into the goofiest of grins.
Kaa gave a warm smile as he looked at his dinosaur; it seemed his trip to Witchyworld hadn’t been a waste. Who’d have thought they had such a cute main attraction? As it was, he’d secured himself a pet and protection; his plans for tomorrow might for once go off without a hitch. He’d have to test Patch’s abilities first; it wouldn’t do for the rats to pop him.
The snake gave his tranced T. Rex a quick kiss on the snout, Mr. Patch giggling as his master settled atop his head.
He was going to have fun at this park.
I’ve been a huge fan of the Banjo-Kazooie series since I was a kid. The N64 had already come and gone by the time I found out about it or Banjo, but that didn’t stop me from loving walkthroughs. I eventually got to play Banjo-Kazooie on the Xbox 360 (I sucked at it, unfortunately), but I never got around to buying the sequel. A shame, too; from the videos, it’s definitely my favorite of the two! Witchyworld was my favorite level, with Mr. Patch as my favorite boss; something about flying through the air, launching yourself and exploding eggs at a giant inflatable dinosaur as he spits exploding beach balls is surprisingly awesome. Helps that I love his boss theme; the soundtrack is amazing in general, but Mr. Patch’s theme is a personal favorite!
I’d be very surprised if this wasn’t the first picture of him hypnotized. Hopefully you enjoy!
Kaa panted as he slithered for his life, hammer-wielding rats in hot pursuit. The snake slipped behind a circus tent, and the rats ran past.
Kaa peeked out from around the tent. Luckily for him, the rats were looking about in confusion. Their quarry nowhere in sight, the park workers began to argue as to whose fault this was. The next thing Kaa knew, they were pounding each other with hammers ‘til one had an idea: they could blame this on the bear and bird! Mistress Grunty didn’t know they weren’t here…
The others nodded in agreement and wandered off.
Kaa breathed a sigh of relief.
What was wrong with this place?!
He’d seen a sign outside Witchyworld’s front gate, announcing their grand reopening tomorrow. It wasn’t a great amusement park, he knew, but amusement parks had refreshments, people, and so many spots where a person could be lured out of sight. He’d have no problem slipping in and spending the night!
That thought had lasted until a hammer hit him in the head and he woke up in the freak show. Admittedly, “Mystical Jungle Snake” was a pretty great title, but he’d rather not stay in a cell. One hypnotized guard later, and he was home free!
…At least, that’s what he thought until he realized he couldn’t find the exit.
Somehow, he’d gotten lost, and between crazed park employees, coin-spitting slot machines, and the worst food he’d ever seen, it had been a struggle to survive. Unfortunately, at some point the employees had figured out he was the “Mystical Jungle Snake”, and started chasing him. He needed a hiding place – and a map!
…Maybe the circus tent? He’d heard a star performer was in there – Mr. Pants, was it? He didn’t know why they had what he assumed was a pants-themed clown, but they’d at least just be one person; hopefully one who could give directions.
Kaa slipped under the side of the tent.
….Why did he hear ominous music?
Mr. Patch smiled as he looked up at the ceiling; he couldn’t believe Mistress Grunty and Pikelet had managed to get this place reopened! Apparently, the witch was in need of funds; working in a game factory didn’t mean she knew how to give a game good graphics, or compose a song (Grunty and the Broomstick Boys had been met with a claw and hairball-filled reception. Admittedly, that might be due to having an audience of Piddles, but Mr. Patch was pretty sure no one liked nails on a chalkboard.)
With Witchyworld’s reopening came his re-patching; they’d need their biggest attraction! It would have been nice if he got to keep the metal coating, but he was just glad they’d gotten him down from that horrible cactus.
Now he just had to-
Wait, was the side of the tent going up?
Kaa slithered into the dark big top, and looked around. He didn’t see anyone here; maybe Mr. Pants was out? Either way, it looked like hiding here was his best bet; he’d just slip under that strange lumpy thing and spend the night.
Much to Kaa’s confusion, the lumpy thing began to breathe deeply. Lumps bulged out into limbs, a big belly between them. The strange wobbly inflatable thing rose to its feet, and Kaa found himself staring at a blow-up T. Rex.
…The people in this place just loved to mess up his plans, didn’t they?
Mr. Patch glared down at the snake. An intruder already? He’d show him who’s boss!
Kaa frantically shook his head. He wasn’t trying to intrude, he’d simply gotten lost and ended up in the park! He couldn’t find the exit, so he thought he’d ask Mr. Pants for directions.
The dinosaur’s glare grew deeper. Unless he was looking for a stick figure in his undergarments, he had the wrong guy. He was Mr. PATCH!
…What?!
Brushing aside the bizarre response, Kaa apologized; names were hard to hear when angry rats were chasing you with hammers. His was Kaa, by the way. He’d leave if he could find a way out of the park.
Mr. Patch blinked, taken aback. Wow, he hadn’t expected the snake to actually apologize. Most intruders were much ruder. He’d give him directions, but he’d have to give him a beating while he was at it; it was nothing personal, but part of his job was making intruders pay.
Kaa frantically made an offer. It had been so long since the park was open; surely some practice before his performance couldn’t hurt! He could watch, give feedback, maybe help depending on what he did! He was sure it would be tiring work, and if he felt beaten down and exhausted, couldn’t that be just as good as a beating?!
Mr. Patch pondered for a moment. It had been a while since the park was open, and he’d had anyone wander into his tent who was supposed to be there… and with how he’d spent last game floating around and getting popped, he hadn’t exactly gotten practice. He didn’t think weight gain was an issue for him, but he didn’t want to chance ending up like that bird and bear…
The dinosaur nodded. That was good enough for him! All right, so his routine involved bouncing beach balls off himself, the walls, spring-loaded boxing gloves. The trick was, if they hit someone that wasn’t him, they’d blow up (the explosion kind, not the inflation kind)! He’d bounce himself between them, too, maybe ride one around, all the while growing bigger and bigger, ‘til he launched all the balls into the sky; they’d go out with a big bang!
Kaa wasn’t sure when his jaw had hit the floor. All he knew was that it was there, and that he was pretty sure he was going to die.
The inflatable noticed, and gave a guffaw. Better than he expected?
Kaa quickly recovered; he could salvage this. That was so much better than he’d thought! It sounded amazing; it put the trick he could do with his eyes to shame.
Mr. Patch cocked his head curiously; what trick?
Kaa chuckled; he was glad he’d asked! Look closely at his eyes!
The dinosaur bent down for a better look. He didn’t see-
Mr. Patch’s jaw dropped as Kaa’s eyes spiraled with colors; lots of pretty rainbow rings, red, and blue, and yellow, and he had to follow them. Each one was special, swirling his thoughts about and making him feel lighter than the air that filled him. The snake moved his head in circles, and the dazed dinosaur, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks, followed with a growing smile. Nothing could be better than this!
Mr. Patch was proven wrong as the snake’s tail slithered across his body, soft, soothing scales sending shivers down whatever passed for his spine. Soon enough, Kaa had him in coils, squeezing and stroking and making him moan in delight; he’d never felt so good in his life! He could burst right now, go flying away, and he’d be content with the colors that filled his vision.
The snake began to speak, and his tail wagging behind him, the blissful blow-up was all nonexistent ears. He’d perform for a new master now, a kind, scaly one happy to fill his head with hypnotic colors. He’d never need to trouble himself with thoughts or free will; his master would ensure they were taken good care of. Mr. Patch would be a prized pet, loyal and loving, ready to protect, entertain and provide anything else his master needed. And in return, his master would love him, cuddling, hypnotizing, and praising his beloved pet.
His eyes whirling with color, his tail wagging a mile a minute, Mr. Patch couldn’t nod fast enough. He was a good pet, ready to obey! He loved Master, and he’d do anything for him; he couldn’t wait to start!
Kaa’s tail tugged his neck, and with a PING! and a roar of delight, Mr. Patch broke into the goofiest of grins.
Kaa gave a warm smile as he looked at his dinosaur; it seemed his trip to Witchyworld hadn’t been a waste. Who’d have thought they had such a cute main attraction? As it was, he’d secured himself a pet and protection; his plans for tomorrow might for once go off without a hitch. He’d have to test Patch’s abilities first; it wouldn’t do for the rats to pop him.
The snake gave his tranced T. Rex a quick kiss on the snout, Mr. Patch giggling as his master settled atop his head.
He was going to have fun at this park.
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