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I love the Donkey Kong series. It’s got it all: beautiful levels, fun platforming (even if I do loathe the minecarts), great music, lovable characters, and a ton of cute animals! I’ve beaten Donkey Kong Country, Returns, and Tropical Freeze, and I’m currently playing through DKC2 and Donkey Kong 64. (I have DKC3, but I haven’t got around to trying it out; definitely need to change that soon.) The Kremlings are fun antagonists, especially in DK64; I swear, when one of the last bosses can basically be summed up as “We forgot to get a boss fight ready and the Kongs are here, what do we do?! Uh… let’s make a giant cardboard cutout of our king! Maybe it’ll scare them off!”, you know you’ve got some fun villains. Much as I liked the Snowmads, and do hope they return one day, I’d love to see the Kremlings again first.
I have to admit, I was not expecting the basic Kritter to be so good looking, much less that the design would be from a Mario sports game of all places. I think I’m the first to do a picture of Kritter hypnotized; there’s surprisingly little of the Kremlings hypnotized in general. I really don’t get how; they’re goofy, they’ve got great designs, they’ve been around for how many years?
Hopefully, this helps change that!
Kaa happily slithered through the halls of K. Rool’s castle. It had been a wonderful week since he’d arrived; so many cute crocodiles, so little time! The Kremlings made for fun pets, all that toughness and muscle practically melting under his coils and colors.
It was a pity the rest were avoiding him like the plague. He’d had to give up having his pets parade him through the halls; stealth and silence were not their strong suits. Still, it was worth it; this was probably the most pets he’d ever had at one time.
The only problem was K. Rool.
The king was temperamental and demanding, but those things were manageable (even if Kaa would like to borrow Kludge sometime this century… though he had to admit, that dance through the halls was pretty entertaining). The real issue was his plans. The first one was for him to hypnotize Donkey Kong. Kaa had tried to point out that, by all accounts, the Tikis had tried that and failed miserably; K. Rool had asked which sounded more lethal, being beaten up by a gorilla or being skinned by a crocodile? He’d finally had to point out that if he died, K. Rool was probably not going to find anyone else with hypnosis powers willing to help him.
The plan after that was definitely doable (honestly, he would have probably hypnotized the guy himself), but it would probably wipe out DK Isles, and Kaa was not about to give up a fun jungle with adorable animals. Obviously, telling the king that would be suicide, so he’d suggested that perhaps entrancing DK was doable, it just needed larger, stronger spirals. The last he’d heard, K. Rool was getting a giant TV built. That was going to be interesting.
Clearly, the king was going to have to go under sooner rather than later. The question was, how did you hypnotize someone who both saw you coming a mile away, and was enough of a threat that failure would be met with a cannonball to the face at best? And that wasn’t even going into potential resistance; he had no idea how resilient the crocodile was against his powers, but somehow, he seemed like the type to put up a fight. The fact that his first attempt had immediately ended with a blunderbuss pointed at him didn’t seem encouraging.
He had an idea that might work, but he’d need help getting to that point. There had to be someone who was at least a little close with K. Rool…
Kritter grumbled as he stormed off from the field, brushing off soot. The stupid snake had brainwashed most of his baseball team, and with the King busy with destroying DK, the only one left was him. He’d tried to put together a new one, and it had been going pretty well. Having a Re-Koil or a Bazuka throw or catch the ball was a fun challenge, or at least it was until the Bazuka managed to launch TNT instead of the ball.
Nothing like swinging your club at something and having it explode in your face.
On the bright side, he’d grabbed the Bazuka’s cannon in the fight afterwards. He didn’t get a chance to shoot him out of it like he’d wanted to, but it could still come in handy. He’d been thinking about what to do with Kaa; a club or something to the head would work, but that hadn’t gotten Kludge anywhere, and he was a lot stronger. DK might just have to find his bananas missing, blame the Kremlings, and take down Kaa on his way to K. Rool.
It was kinda weird how many problems you could solve by throwing an angry gorilla at them. Life was funny like that sometimes.
All he needed to do was sneak out-
Kritter yelped as he tripped over something, flailing frantically until his face hit the floor. With a groan, he pushed himself back up. The heck was that?
He turned to see a fuming Kaa slowly lift a cannon off his head.
Kritter gulped.
Oh boy.
Kaa glared at the croc. He’d just made a serious mistake…
Kritter stammered out an apology. He was real sorry, baseball practice had blown up in his face, and he was so steamed he wasn’t looking where he was going-
Kaa raised an eye ridge. Since when did baseball involve cannons?
Kritter grumbled. Since Kaa had hypnotized his teammates, and he’d gotten bored of normal practice.
The snake apologized; he supposed he had been hogging some of the Kremlings lately. Anyone interesting on his team?
The crocodile rattled off names: Blue Kritter, Brown Kritter, the King-
Kaa stopped him. King K. Rool was on this team?
Kritter raised an eye ridge of his own. Yeah, he just sort of showed up in between plans, or when he got bored and didn’t have punching someone on his mind, why?
Kaa smiled. The king always seemed so stressed, so temperamental; it was nice to know there was somewhere he could relax…
The crocodile scratched his chin. Huh, he’d never thought about it like that. His Majesty did seem less angry when he was playing… nice of him to think about that!
Kaa chuckled. Oh, it was nothing. He just liked it when people were happy.
Kritter paused. Was that why he kept hypnotizing everyone?
The snake snickered. That, and he just thought they were cute and cuddly like that. He didn’t suppose Kritter wanted a try?
The crocodile immediately shook his head no.
Kaa sighed. Well, that was a shame. His pets were having the time of their lives, happy and helping someone who wasn’t awful to them. Oh well, to each their own.
He turned to leave-
And Kritter stopped him. Out of curiosity, how much free will did his pets have? He’d heard his whole “I’m in charge of your thoughts” schtick, but those crocs still seemed to come up with responses just fine…
Kaa smiled sheepishly. He’d caught him; it was mostly talk. There were times where his pets were truly mindless, blank slates with little ability to respond, but as blissful as that was, dragging them around got to be quite the pain. For the most part, he let them have some independence; they happily followed commands, but they thought enough to at least function without him.
The crocodile paused. That… actually didn’t sound so bad. He wasn’t much for brains anyways… How about this? He went under for maybe an hour, Kaa snapped him out of it, let him remember everything, and if he liked it, he was all Kaa’s.
Kaa blinked in surprise. He hadn’t expected that to go nearly so well. Ah, well, he was hardly one to look a gift horse in the mouth… or crocodile, in this case. He had himself a deal! Now, just look him in the eyes…
Kritter’s jaw hung loose as he stared into a beautiful rainbow. He’d seen the colors before, in the other Kremlings’ eyes, but somehow these felt so much better, so much prettier. Swirl after swirl spun through his sight, soft and soothing as they swept his thoughts aside. Every worry, every little annoyance seemed so unimportant, melting away in a sea of color. The snake called him closer, and the croc stumbled over with a smile, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks. Kaa swayed to and fro, and Kritter followed; a motion, and the Kremling was swinging his hips, his tongue flopping from his mouth.
The snake’s tail crept up the crocodile’s body, scales meeting scales as Kritter shuddered in bliss. He was coiled soon enough, and it only got better; coils compressed, coils caressed, and Kritter was reduced to a moaning mess. Kaa’s tail traced his muscles, a teasing touch that sent shivers down his spine as his own tail wagged behind him. He’d never felt so happy, so relaxed in his life! Not a thought in his head but of the snake, his colors, and how good it all felt, Kritter was in heaven.
He'd started to drool by the time Kaa began to speak, every silky syllable slipping into his head. He was a good crocodile, such a hard worker. He’d earned a reward for his work: a nice, long, relaxing break. He didn’t have to trouble himself thinking or choosing; Kaa would take care of that. The snake would be his master, taking care of him, pampering him, and Kritter would be his precious pet. He’d be free to enjoy the colors, to be blissfully happy as he served the snake’s every need. Protection, play, food, conversation – he’d do it all and more with a smile.
His eyes swirling with color, his tail flailing about behind him, Kritter had never nodded faster. Of course he’d obey! Thinking, work – he wanted a break! He’d do anything for Master; he wanted to be the snake’s pet!
A final tug on the neck, and with a PING! Kritter broke out into the biggest, dopiest grin that had ever crossed his face.
Kaa sighed happily as he pet his newest Kremling; no matter how many he entranced, he never got tired of seeing that silly, spiral-eyed bliss. These crocs were quite the catch; strong, dim, devoted – no wonder K. Rool liked ordering them around so much!
He’d keep his word; Kritter would be back to normal in an hour. He had full confidence he’d give himself over; the way they were overworked, the entire castle could use the break. Even if the croc didn’t want more, that still gave him an hour for some… innocent questions about K. Rool.
Not to mention a practice dummy.
I have to admit, I was not expecting the basic Kritter to be so good looking, much less that the design would be from a Mario sports game of all places. I think I’m the first to do a picture of Kritter hypnotized; there’s surprisingly little of the Kremlings hypnotized in general. I really don’t get how; they’re goofy, they’ve got great designs, they’ve been around for how many years?
Hopefully, this helps change that!
Kaa happily slithered through the halls of K. Rool’s castle. It had been a wonderful week since he’d arrived; so many cute crocodiles, so little time! The Kremlings made for fun pets, all that toughness and muscle practically melting under his coils and colors.
It was a pity the rest were avoiding him like the plague. He’d had to give up having his pets parade him through the halls; stealth and silence were not their strong suits. Still, it was worth it; this was probably the most pets he’d ever had at one time.
The only problem was K. Rool.
The king was temperamental and demanding, but those things were manageable (even if Kaa would like to borrow Kludge sometime this century… though he had to admit, that dance through the halls was pretty entertaining). The real issue was his plans. The first one was for him to hypnotize Donkey Kong. Kaa had tried to point out that, by all accounts, the Tikis had tried that and failed miserably; K. Rool had asked which sounded more lethal, being beaten up by a gorilla or being skinned by a crocodile? He’d finally had to point out that if he died, K. Rool was probably not going to find anyone else with hypnosis powers willing to help him.
The plan after that was definitely doable (honestly, he would have probably hypnotized the guy himself), but it would probably wipe out DK Isles, and Kaa was not about to give up a fun jungle with adorable animals. Obviously, telling the king that would be suicide, so he’d suggested that perhaps entrancing DK was doable, it just needed larger, stronger spirals. The last he’d heard, K. Rool was getting a giant TV built. That was going to be interesting.
Clearly, the king was going to have to go under sooner rather than later. The question was, how did you hypnotize someone who both saw you coming a mile away, and was enough of a threat that failure would be met with a cannonball to the face at best? And that wasn’t even going into potential resistance; he had no idea how resilient the crocodile was against his powers, but somehow, he seemed like the type to put up a fight. The fact that his first attempt had immediately ended with a blunderbuss pointed at him didn’t seem encouraging.
He had an idea that might work, but he’d need help getting to that point. There had to be someone who was at least a little close with K. Rool…
Kritter grumbled as he stormed off from the field, brushing off soot. The stupid snake had brainwashed most of his baseball team, and with the King busy with destroying DK, the only one left was him. He’d tried to put together a new one, and it had been going pretty well. Having a Re-Koil or a Bazuka throw or catch the ball was a fun challenge, or at least it was until the Bazuka managed to launch TNT instead of the ball.
Nothing like swinging your club at something and having it explode in your face.
On the bright side, he’d grabbed the Bazuka’s cannon in the fight afterwards. He didn’t get a chance to shoot him out of it like he’d wanted to, but it could still come in handy. He’d been thinking about what to do with Kaa; a club or something to the head would work, but that hadn’t gotten Kludge anywhere, and he was a lot stronger. DK might just have to find his bananas missing, blame the Kremlings, and take down Kaa on his way to K. Rool.
It was kinda weird how many problems you could solve by throwing an angry gorilla at them. Life was funny like that sometimes.
All he needed to do was sneak out-
Kritter yelped as he tripped over something, flailing frantically until his face hit the floor. With a groan, he pushed himself back up. The heck was that?
He turned to see a fuming Kaa slowly lift a cannon off his head.
Kritter gulped.
Oh boy.
Kaa glared at the croc. He’d just made a serious mistake…
Kritter stammered out an apology. He was real sorry, baseball practice had blown up in his face, and he was so steamed he wasn’t looking where he was going-
Kaa raised an eye ridge. Since when did baseball involve cannons?
Kritter grumbled. Since Kaa had hypnotized his teammates, and he’d gotten bored of normal practice.
The snake apologized; he supposed he had been hogging some of the Kremlings lately. Anyone interesting on his team?
The crocodile rattled off names: Blue Kritter, Brown Kritter, the King-
Kaa stopped him. King K. Rool was on this team?
Kritter raised an eye ridge of his own. Yeah, he just sort of showed up in between plans, or when he got bored and didn’t have punching someone on his mind, why?
Kaa smiled. The king always seemed so stressed, so temperamental; it was nice to know there was somewhere he could relax…
The crocodile scratched his chin. Huh, he’d never thought about it like that. His Majesty did seem less angry when he was playing… nice of him to think about that!
Kaa chuckled. Oh, it was nothing. He just liked it when people were happy.
Kritter paused. Was that why he kept hypnotizing everyone?
The snake snickered. That, and he just thought they were cute and cuddly like that. He didn’t suppose Kritter wanted a try?
The crocodile immediately shook his head no.
Kaa sighed. Well, that was a shame. His pets were having the time of their lives, happy and helping someone who wasn’t awful to them. Oh well, to each their own.
He turned to leave-
And Kritter stopped him. Out of curiosity, how much free will did his pets have? He’d heard his whole “I’m in charge of your thoughts” schtick, but those crocs still seemed to come up with responses just fine…
Kaa smiled sheepishly. He’d caught him; it was mostly talk. There were times where his pets were truly mindless, blank slates with little ability to respond, but as blissful as that was, dragging them around got to be quite the pain. For the most part, he let them have some independence; they happily followed commands, but they thought enough to at least function without him.
The crocodile paused. That… actually didn’t sound so bad. He wasn’t much for brains anyways… How about this? He went under for maybe an hour, Kaa snapped him out of it, let him remember everything, and if he liked it, he was all Kaa’s.
Kaa blinked in surprise. He hadn’t expected that to go nearly so well. Ah, well, he was hardly one to look a gift horse in the mouth… or crocodile, in this case. He had himself a deal! Now, just look him in the eyes…
Kritter’s jaw hung loose as he stared into a beautiful rainbow. He’d seen the colors before, in the other Kremlings’ eyes, but somehow these felt so much better, so much prettier. Swirl after swirl spun through his sight, soft and soothing as they swept his thoughts aside. Every worry, every little annoyance seemed so unimportant, melting away in a sea of color. The snake called him closer, and the croc stumbled over with a smile, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks. Kaa swayed to and fro, and Kritter followed; a motion, and the Kremling was swinging his hips, his tongue flopping from his mouth.
The snake’s tail crept up the crocodile’s body, scales meeting scales as Kritter shuddered in bliss. He was coiled soon enough, and it only got better; coils compressed, coils caressed, and Kritter was reduced to a moaning mess. Kaa’s tail traced his muscles, a teasing touch that sent shivers down his spine as his own tail wagged behind him. He’d never felt so happy, so relaxed in his life! Not a thought in his head but of the snake, his colors, and how good it all felt, Kritter was in heaven.
He'd started to drool by the time Kaa began to speak, every silky syllable slipping into his head. He was a good crocodile, such a hard worker. He’d earned a reward for his work: a nice, long, relaxing break. He didn’t have to trouble himself thinking or choosing; Kaa would take care of that. The snake would be his master, taking care of him, pampering him, and Kritter would be his precious pet. He’d be free to enjoy the colors, to be blissfully happy as he served the snake’s every need. Protection, play, food, conversation – he’d do it all and more with a smile.
His eyes swirling with color, his tail flailing about behind him, Kritter had never nodded faster. Of course he’d obey! Thinking, work – he wanted a break! He’d do anything for Master; he wanted to be the snake’s pet!
A final tug on the neck, and with a PING! Kritter broke out into the biggest, dopiest grin that had ever crossed his face.
Kaa sighed happily as he pet his newest Kremling; no matter how many he entranced, he never got tired of seeing that silly, spiral-eyed bliss. These crocs were quite the catch; strong, dim, devoted – no wonder K. Rool liked ordering them around so much!
He’d keep his word; Kritter would be back to normal in an hour. He had full confidence he’d give himself over; the way they were overworked, the entire castle could use the break. Even if the croc didn’t want more, that still gave him an hour for some… innocent questions about K. Rool.
Not to mention a practice dummy.
Category All / Hypnosis
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