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I’ve never played Barrel Blast, and from what I’ve heard, it wasn’t a very notable game. Still, it had some great new Kremling designs, Kludge included! I’ve thought this guy looked awesome since I saw his trophy in Super Smash Bros. Brawl, and judging from the British English description on the Mario Wiki, he seems like he’d be interesting to have around! Hopefully he and the others from Barrel Blast show up in the main series eventually. Come to think of it, it’d be great to see the Kremlings again in general…
I think this is the first picture of Kludge hypnotized, and one of the only pictures of any Kremling hypnotized. I don’t get why; they’re cute, lovable, and hilarious! (Also quite good-looking in some of their more recent art, but I digress…)
Sorry if the eyes and/or coils look weird; Kludge's eye structure and general body shape gave me some trouble.
Anyways, hope you enjoy!
Donkey Kong Island was finished.
Animals fled as the forests burned, cannon fire leaving craters in the ground. Kremlings walked off with a hoard of bananas, leaving only a trail of fallen Kongs.
Donkey Kong was hurled into the ground with a crash. The beaten Kong struggled to stand, his opponent strutting over with a smirk. The King of the Kremlings howled with laughter as he punched the ape, smashing him into a tree. Did DK have any last words?
Donkey glared defiantly as he opened his mouth-
TOO BAD!
K. Rool dove at him, jaws wide open-
And jolted awake with a roar of pain and his crown tangled in his teeth.
K. Rool growled in annoyance as he tried to tug the crown from his mouth. He had been having a great dream! His latest ingenious plan was going so swimmingly that waiting for its completion was actually growing rather dull. With nothing going wrong and no need to sic Klaptraps on anyone, he’d taken a nap in his throne. From the looks of things, his crown had fallen off at some point, and he’d tried to eat it in his sleep again.
With one final pull, the crown was removed, and the croc put it back on his head. Well, at least no one had been there to see that.
A cough broke the silence.
Slowly, K. Rool turned to see a trio of Kritters staring at him. One nervously waved hello.
The king snarled in rage, and the Kritters cowered in fear. WHAT. WAS IT?!
One of them frantically spoke up; there was someone outside who wanted to join them, a big snake (not Rattly, he was quick to assure) who insisted he could be helpful. Their king had said to tell him about potential recruits, so here they were!
K. Rool glared. For their sakes, this had better be good. Send him in!
Two of the Kritters took off running.
The last one awkwardly spoke up; did he want something to eat? He didn’t want to question his king’s tastes, but that crown didn’t look tasty…
The ensuing roar of fury sent the final Kritter sprinting after the other two, crashing through them and knocking them to the sides like bowling pins.
K. Rool groaned. Why were all his minions morons?
Kaa slithered into the throne room with a smile. He introduced himself as he took a bow; it was an honor meeting such a great king.
K. Rool smirked; Kaa could keep the compliments coming later, right now, he wanted to know what else he could contribute.
Kaa chuckled. Of course! Now, his talents were something better shown than explained. If His Highness would be so kind as to look him in the eyes…
Kaa promptly had the barrel of a blunderbuss shoved in his face.
The king glared, looking away from Kaa’s eyes. He hoped for Kaa’s sake he hadn’t been about to try and hypnotize him. He’d heard about the Tikis that had attacked DK Island while he was gone; he was hardly going to fall to some snake with the same trick.
Kaa laughed nervously. In his defense, hypnotizing himself wouldn’t exactly have been a great demonstration, and the ruler was the only other one here. Come to think of it, hypnotizing him wouldn’t have been a great demonstration either; King K. Rool was far too clever, too strong-willed for it to ever work.
K. Rool grinned. If the problem was a lack of a subject, he knew just the one…
Kludge licked his lips as he looked at his plate; he’d managed to stack the meat up to the ceiling this time. Kip and Kass were taking bets on how fast he could eat it, and whether or not he’d choke. He didn’t mind; they’d save him if he choked, and either way, he got to eat!
A Kritter in a referee uniform blew his whistle, and Kludge began practically inhaling the food, a room full of Kremlings cheering his name. He had just made it halfway when the intercom crackled to life; Kludge was needed in the throne room. The massive Kremling growled, about to punch the intercom when Kip spoke up: K. Rool hadn’t said he couldn’t keep eating. Or that he had to go alone.
Kludge grinned, walking to the throne room with food in hand. The crowd followed, cheering as he resumed eating.
Kaa and K. Rool looked at the door in confusion. Why did it sound like a sports team was celebrating in the hallway?
Their question was soon answered as Kludge marched in empty-handed, grinning victoriously as the Kremlings cheered his name.
That lasted until he made a face and spat out the shards of his plate with enough force to hit K. Rool.
The king gave Kludge a murderous glare as pieces of the plate slid down his face.
The other Kremlings wisely scattered.
Kludge gulped. Sorry, Your Majesty!
The crowned crocodile growled. He was lucky he was feeling generous today; otherwise, Kludge wouldn’t be getting his gift.
Kludge gasped. Did Santa Kroc come early?
His ruler rolled his eyes. No, this one was from him. He’d come across this snake saying awful things about Kludge’s mother.
Kludge roared in fury.
HE DID WHAT?!
Kaa stared at K. Rool in horror as he continued. Obviously, there was no forgiving that, so he thought he’d be nice and bring him here for Kludge to beat up!
THANK YOU, YOUR MAJESTY! NOW COME HERE, YOU!
K. Rool smirked as the snake frantically slithered around the throne room, Kludge in hot pursuit. Kaa would pay for his attempt to entrance him. As for Kludge, either Kaa would be as good as he said and he’d finally have Kludge under control, or Kludge would smash the snake and he’d be in Kludge’s good graces, hopefully making it harder to tick him off.
In other words, however this went, he’d always end up on top!
What was wrong with this king?!
Kaa yelped as he barely managed to dodge a fist. S-S-surely they could be reasonable about this-
The snake slid out of the way of another punch. He’d try and hypnotize him, but that took focus, and he didn’t know if he could keep dodging and entrance Kludge simultaneously. And when the other person’s fist was bigger than his head, getting hit wasn’t a risk he was willing to take. There had to be a way to stop him, if only for a moment…
Kaa saw an opening and dove around the throne, grabbing it with his mouth and stretching himself out. Kludge charged around the corner, only to trip over the snake and fall flat on his face.
Kludge snarled as he prepared to get up and resume the chase. HE’D TEAR THIS STUPID SNAKE APART!
Then the massive Kremling caught sight of Kaa’s eyes.
The croc’s jaw fell slack, plans for payback forgotten as he stared into the pools of color. The swirling rainbows were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, sucking in his thoughts, his troubles, his temper, and sweeping them away in a sea of bliss. Kaa rose from the ground, swaying back and forth, and Kludge rose with him, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he mimicked the snake’s movements. Another motion, and Kludge rocked his hips in circles, a smile creeping up on his face as the snake’s tail crept up his body.
Then the pleasure really started.
Coils compressed and caressed, scale slithered across scale, and the massage made the crocodile moan in delight, his tongue flopping out as he began to pant. The snake’s tail traced his muscles as it slid around his body, its teasing touch sending shivers down his spine, his own tail wagging behind him. Coiled and cuddled as he drifted deeper and deeper into the dazzling colors, Kludge had never felt so relaxed, so carefree, not a thought in his head but of the snake, his colors, and how good they all felt.
Kludge was drooling by the time the snake began to speak, his vision filling with color as Kaa’s tail scratched his chin. He was a clever crocodile to stare into the colors, and a clever crocodile got cuddles. A clever crocodile was a good, obedient pet, so clever they knew to leave their thinking and free will to their master. They were pet and pampered, free of worry or anger, concerned only with their master and his needs – food, protection, companionship, conversation, entertainment, anything. A clever crocodile loved their master, and their master loved them in turn, with coils, cuddles, and colors.
Kaa felt the barrel of a blunderbuss pressed to his head, and gulped.
…And even more important than their master was their King. His needs came before Master’s, and he earned even more love and adoration. A clever crocodile obeyed his King’s orders first, trusting him with his thoughts and free will as well.
Eyes swirling, tail wagging at Mach speeds, a dopey, drooling smile upon his face, Kludge had never been happier in his life. Of course he’d obey Master and King K. Rool! He’d be clever and loving and do anything they wanted! He couldn’t think of anything better than being their pet!
A final tug around his neck sent Kludge over the edge; with a PING! and an ecstatic roar, he broke into a goofy grin.
Kaa chuckled as he looked over his cute, cuddly Kremling; there was something about the sight of a spellbound servant, drooling, dopey and devoted, that never failed to warm his heart.
He turned to K. Rool –
And blinked at the sight of the king lounging back with sunglasses and popcorn.
…Ignoring why he had either of those, when did he have time to get them? The sunglasses, he could see, but the popcorn?
The crowned crocodile laughed; why wouldn’t he have these on hand? You never knew when you’d get a good show! Tell him, how much punishment could he take without snapping out of his trance?
Kaa looked at him in concern. He hadn’t had much cause to test that, but as far as he could tell, they could take some harm without waking up. That being said, he was pretty sure blows from someone as strong as King K. Rool would snap Kludge out of it pretty quickly, resulting in one royally ticked off wall of muscle.
K. Rool grumbled. Well, that was no fun. Would he at least attack friends?
Kaa chuckled. Oh, he absolutely would. It was so useful for getting food or new pets!
The king cackled. Excellent! Kaa was hired. Now, about his salary-
Kaa cut him off. Pardon the interruption, Your Majesty, but might he take an alternative payment? Rather than coins, might he just have fun hypnotizing the Kremlings? Obviously, he’d never turn them against their King; obedience to him would always come first!
K. Rool considered it… and gave him a thumbs up. He could do what he wanted with them; extra-obedient underlings were never a bad thing. Of course, if any rainbow-eyed Kremlings weren’t obedient, or tried to turn on him…
The crocodile drew a finger across his throat.
Kaa gulped. Nothing to worry about there! He’d never dare cross him.
K. Rool smirked. He thought not. Of course, on the off chance he somehow succumbed to the snake, if his Krew saw him with any different eye color or acting strange, he was giving them the order to attack Kaa, and after he’d been dealt with, snapping him out of it.
Kaa chuckled nervously. That was brilliant! Though, was he sure he didn’t want to try being in a trance? Look how happy Kludge was! He could always order Kludge to attack him if he did anything but relax him!
He received a bloodshot glare in response. The king was sure. Now, GET OUT!
Kaa took off like a rocket.
K. Rool snapped his claws and beckoned Kludge closer. The King gave his command, and Kludge got down on all fours, a footrest for his Majesty.
The crowned crocodile smirked. Absolute obedience from the Kremlings? He could get used to this. And he already had just the one in mind…
Kaa breathed heavily as he slid to a stop. Clearly, K. Rool was going to be more of a challenge than he’d thought. The smart thing to do would be to give up on him and stick to the weaker Kremlings, but at some point, he’d want to leave and find new pets, and somehow, K. Rool didn’t strike him as the type to accept resignations. He wasn’t Donkey Kong; he wasn’t going to win against a crocodile army.
So if he wanted out… he was going to need to make K. Rool his.
Kaa smirked. This was going to be fun.
I think this is the first picture of Kludge hypnotized, and one of the only pictures of any Kremling hypnotized. I don’t get why; they’re cute, lovable, and hilarious! (Also quite good-looking in some of their more recent art, but I digress…)
Sorry if the eyes and/or coils look weird; Kludge's eye structure and general body shape gave me some trouble.
Anyways, hope you enjoy!
Donkey Kong Island was finished.
Animals fled as the forests burned, cannon fire leaving craters in the ground. Kremlings walked off with a hoard of bananas, leaving only a trail of fallen Kongs.
Donkey Kong was hurled into the ground with a crash. The beaten Kong struggled to stand, his opponent strutting over with a smirk. The King of the Kremlings howled with laughter as he punched the ape, smashing him into a tree. Did DK have any last words?
Donkey glared defiantly as he opened his mouth-
TOO BAD!
K. Rool dove at him, jaws wide open-
And jolted awake with a roar of pain and his crown tangled in his teeth.
K. Rool growled in annoyance as he tried to tug the crown from his mouth. He had been having a great dream! His latest ingenious plan was going so swimmingly that waiting for its completion was actually growing rather dull. With nothing going wrong and no need to sic Klaptraps on anyone, he’d taken a nap in his throne. From the looks of things, his crown had fallen off at some point, and he’d tried to eat it in his sleep again.
With one final pull, the crown was removed, and the croc put it back on his head. Well, at least no one had been there to see that.
A cough broke the silence.
Slowly, K. Rool turned to see a trio of Kritters staring at him. One nervously waved hello.
The king snarled in rage, and the Kritters cowered in fear. WHAT. WAS IT?!
One of them frantically spoke up; there was someone outside who wanted to join them, a big snake (not Rattly, he was quick to assure) who insisted he could be helpful. Their king had said to tell him about potential recruits, so here they were!
K. Rool glared. For their sakes, this had better be good. Send him in!
Two of the Kritters took off running.
The last one awkwardly spoke up; did he want something to eat? He didn’t want to question his king’s tastes, but that crown didn’t look tasty…
The ensuing roar of fury sent the final Kritter sprinting after the other two, crashing through them and knocking them to the sides like bowling pins.
K. Rool groaned. Why were all his minions morons?
Kaa slithered into the throne room with a smile. He introduced himself as he took a bow; it was an honor meeting such a great king.
K. Rool smirked; Kaa could keep the compliments coming later, right now, he wanted to know what else he could contribute.
Kaa chuckled. Of course! Now, his talents were something better shown than explained. If His Highness would be so kind as to look him in the eyes…
Kaa promptly had the barrel of a blunderbuss shoved in his face.
The king glared, looking away from Kaa’s eyes. He hoped for Kaa’s sake he hadn’t been about to try and hypnotize him. He’d heard about the Tikis that had attacked DK Island while he was gone; he was hardly going to fall to some snake with the same trick.
Kaa laughed nervously. In his defense, hypnotizing himself wouldn’t exactly have been a great demonstration, and the ruler was the only other one here. Come to think of it, hypnotizing him wouldn’t have been a great demonstration either; King K. Rool was far too clever, too strong-willed for it to ever work.
K. Rool grinned. If the problem was a lack of a subject, he knew just the one…
Kludge licked his lips as he looked at his plate; he’d managed to stack the meat up to the ceiling this time. Kip and Kass were taking bets on how fast he could eat it, and whether or not he’d choke. He didn’t mind; they’d save him if he choked, and either way, he got to eat!
A Kritter in a referee uniform blew his whistle, and Kludge began practically inhaling the food, a room full of Kremlings cheering his name. He had just made it halfway when the intercom crackled to life; Kludge was needed in the throne room. The massive Kremling growled, about to punch the intercom when Kip spoke up: K. Rool hadn’t said he couldn’t keep eating. Or that he had to go alone.
Kludge grinned, walking to the throne room with food in hand. The crowd followed, cheering as he resumed eating.
Kaa and K. Rool looked at the door in confusion. Why did it sound like a sports team was celebrating in the hallway?
Their question was soon answered as Kludge marched in empty-handed, grinning victoriously as the Kremlings cheered his name.
That lasted until he made a face and spat out the shards of his plate with enough force to hit K. Rool.
The king gave Kludge a murderous glare as pieces of the plate slid down his face.
The other Kremlings wisely scattered.
Kludge gulped. Sorry, Your Majesty!
The crowned crocodile growled. He was lucky he was feeling generous today; otherwise, Kludge wouldn’t be getting his gift.
Kludge gasped. Did Santa Kroc come early?
His ruler rolled his eyes. No, this one was from him. He’d come across this snake saying awful things about Kludge’s mother.
Kludge roared in fury.
HE DID WHAT?!
Kaa stared at K. Rool in horror as he continued. Obviously, there was no forgiving that, so he thought he’d be nice and bring him here for Kludge to beat up!
THANK YOU, YOUR MAJESTY! NOW COME HERE, YOU!
K. Rool smirked as the snake frantically slithered around the throne room, Kludge in hot pursuit. Kaa would pay for his attempt to entrance him. As for Kludge, either Kaa would be as good as he said and he’d finally have Kludge under control, or Kludge would smash the snake and he’d be in Kludge’s good graces, hopefully making it harder to tick him off.
In other words, however this went, he’d always end up on top!
What was wrong with this king?!
Kaa yelped as he barely managed to dodge a fist. S-S-surely they could be reasonable about this-
The snake slid out of the way of another punch. He’d try and hypnotize him, but that took focus, and he didn’t know if he could keep dodging and entrance Kludge simultaneously. And when the other person’s fist was bigger than his head, getting hit wasn’t a risk he was willing to take. There had to be a way to stop him, if only for a moment…
Kaa saw an opening and dove around the throne, grabbing it with his mouth and stretching himself out. Kludge charged around the corner, only to trip over the snake and fall flat on his face.
Kludge snarled as he prepared to get up and resume the chase. HE’D TEAR THIS STUPID SNAKE APART!
Then the massive Kremling caught sight of Kaa’s eyes.
The croc’s jaw fell slack, plans for payback forgotten as he stared into the pools of color. The swirling rainbows were the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen, sucking in his thoughts, his troubles, his temper, and sweeping them away in a sea of bliss. Kaa rose from the ground, swaying back and forth, and Kludge rose with him, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks as he mimicked the snake’s movements. Another motion, and Kludge rocked his hips in circles, a smile creeping up on his face as the snake’s tail crept up his body.
Then the pleasure really started.
Coils compressed and caressed, scale slithered across scale, and the massage made the crocodile moan in delight, his tongue flopping out as he began to pant. The snake’s tail traced his muscles as it slid around his body, its teasing touch sending shivers down his spine, his own tail wagging behind him. Coiled and cuddled as he drifted deeper and deeper into the dazzling colors, Kludge had never felt so relaxed, so carefree, not a thought in his head but of the snake, his colors, and how good they all felt.
Kludge was drooling by the time the snake began to speak, his vision filling with color as Kaa’s tail scratched his chin. He was a clever crocodile to stare into the colors, and a clever crocodile got cuddles. A clever crocodile was a good, obedient pet, so clever they knew to leave their thinking and free will to their master. They were pet and pampered, free of worry or anger, concerned only with their master and his needs – food, protection, companionship, conversation, entertainment, anything. A clever crocodile loved their master, and their master loved them in turn, with coils, cuddles, and colors.
Kaa felt the barrel of a blunderbuss pressed to his head, and gulped.
…And even more important than their master was their King. His needs came before Master’s, and he earned even more love and adoration. A clever crocodile obeyed his King’s orders first, trusting him with his thoughts and free will as well.
Eyes swirling, tail wagging at Mach speeds, a dopey, drooling smile upon his face, Kludge had never been happier in his life. Of course he’d obey Master and King K. Rool! He’d be clever and loving and do anything they wanted! He couldn’t think of anything better than being their pet!
A final tug around his neck sent Kludge over the edge; with a PING! and an ecstatic roar, he broke into a goofy grin.
Kaa chuckled as he looked over his cute, cuddly Kremling; there was something about the sight of a spellbound servant, drooling, dopey and devoted, that never failed to warm his heart.
He turned to K. Rool –
And blinked at the sight of the king lounging back with sunglasses and popcorn.
…Ignoring why he had either of those, when did he have time to get them? The sunglasses, he could see, but the popcorn?
The crowned crocodile laughed; why wouldn’t he have these on hand? You never knew when you’d get a good show! Tell him, how much punishment could he take without snapping out of his trance?
Kaa looked at him in concern. He hadn’t had much cause to test that, but as far as he could tell, they could take some harm without waking up. That being said, he was pretty sure blows from someone as strong as King K. Rool would snap Kludge out of it pretty quickly, resulting in one royally ticked off wall of muscle.
K. Rool grumbled. Well, that was no fun. Would he at least attack friends?
Kaa chuckled. Oh, he absolutely would. It was so useful for getting food or new pets!
The king cackled. Excellent! Kaa was hired. Now, about his salary-
Kaa cut him off. Pardon the interruption, Your Majesty, but might he take an alternative payment? Rather than coins, might he just have fun hypnotizing the Kremlings? Obviously, he’d never turn them against their King; obedience to him would always come first!
K. Rool considered it… and gave him a thumbs up. He could do what he wanted with them; extra-obedient underlings were never a bad thing. Of course, if any rainbow-eyed Kremlings weren’t obedient, or tried to turn on him…
The crocodile drew a finger across his throat.
Kaa gulped. Nothing to worry about there! He’d never dare cross him.
K. Rool smirked. He thought not. Of course, on the off chance he somehow succumbed to the snake, if his Krew saw him with any different eye color or acting strange, he was giving them the order to attack Kaa, and after he’d been dealt with, snapping him out of it.
Kaa chuckled nervously. That was brilliant! Though, was he sure he didn’t want to try being in a trance? Look how happy Kludge was! He could always order Kludge to attack him if he did anything but relax him!
He received a bloodshot glare in response. The king was sure. Now, GET OUT!
Kaa took off like a rocket.
K. Rool snapped his claws and beckoned Kludge closer. The King gave his command, and Kludge got down on all fours, a footrest for his Majesty.
The crowned crocodile smirked. Absolute obedience from the Kremlings? He could get used to this. And he already had just the one in mind…
Kaa breathed heavily as he slid to a stop. Clearly, K. Rool was going to be more of a challenge than he’d thought. The smart thing to do would be to give up on him and stick to the weaker Kremlings, but at some point, he’d want to leave and find new pets, and somehow, K. Rool didn’t strike him as the type to accept resignations. He wasn’t Donkey Kong; he wasn’t going to win against a crocodile army.
So if he wanted out… he was going to need to make K. Rool his.
Kaa smirked. This was going to be fun.
Category All / Hypnosis
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