"Squash that stupid little dragon FLAT!" came the command from the tantrum-prone Ripto
It was bad enough that this little Goody-Two-Shoes, Purple Rascal had been causing all sorts of trouble for the trio of troublemakers. It was no secret that he had twisted the swords of Gnorcs into pretzels and turned dragon-destroying robots into scrap metal... but this was just obscene! When Crush had tried to flatten Spyro with one swing of his mighty club (As he so easily did with all other dragon adults) it had been brought to a screeching halt by Spyro's lazily extended pinky. Only then, was his club plucked out of his hands by the swolestack, his whole body lifted up by one of those little purple claws, and then used for batting practice!
No one even heard the monster's comical screams (upon being sent flying over the horizon) over Spyro's celebratory "Home Ruuuuuun!"
But there was ZERO chance the little dragon brat could stand against Gulp! Not all 6 tons of him! Not even Bubba, Gavin, Magnus, Nestor, and a dozen other heavyweights combined could hold back such a mighty beast! With a terrible, slobbering snarl, Gulp's chunky legs flexed and launched himself into the air to bellyflop on the little rookie adventurer... only to stop a mere two feet off the ground.
"Nggghhhhh, Upsie- daisy!" Spyro giggled through clenching teeth. The little Swolestack had caught all six tons of him overhead, his twin biceps were like the peaks of Mt. Everest as he slowly hoisted the squirming monstrosity over his golden horns. The floor beneath him cracked and split beneath his little feet. His chin pressed into his gem-crushing pecs, his lats spread like the wingspan of the mightiest of dragons, and his rock hard abs hardened until they could shred diamond into shavings! Gulp, all the meanwhile could only live up to his name - swallowing nervously as he was helpless to such a feat of strength. With a mighty grunt, he pressed higher. His mountainous bicep peaks erupted into volcanic Split-Peak of Pure-Purple-Power. Up went Gulp!
"Up! And-" he tossed him up "-OUT!"
Winding his fist in a circle, he uppercut the big stupid monster square in the jaw, sending him rocketing through the ceiling and disappearing as a roaring twinkle in the sky! His nasally laughter echoed throughout the chamber as Ripto's jaw could only hit the floor. A floor that Spyro had now cracked from such a force. He flashed his pearly whites, audibly flexing his tremendous bicep "SO! You ready to call it quits, SMALL fry~?"
I was replaying Spyro 2... and HATED this boss. No, not because of the difficulty, but because the game tried to make us think ANYONE could squash our purple hero? Nuh-uh! That big green doofus is getting flexed into the stratosphere!
Art by the legendary swolestack artist himself Kheel
Uncompressed: https://drive.google.com/file/d/11x.....9nRyb2Sph/view
It was bad enough that this little Goody-Two-Shoes, Purple Rascal had been causing all sorts of trouble for the trio of troublemakers. It was no secret that he had twisted the swords of Gnorcs into pretzels and turned dragon-destroying robots into scrap metal... but this was just obscene! When Crush had tried to flatten Spyro with one swing of his mighty club (As he so easily did with all other dragon adults) it had been brought to a screeching halt by Spyro's lazily extended pinky. Only then, was his club plucked out of his hands by the swolestack, his whole body lifted up by one of those little purple claws, and then used for batting practice!
No one even heard the monster's comical screams (upon being sent flying over the horizon) over Spyro's celebratory "Home Ruuuuuun!"
But there was ZERO chance the little dragon brat could stand against Gulp! Not all 6 tons of him! Not even Bubba, Gavin, Magnus, Nestor, and a dozen other heavyweights combined could hold back such a mighty beast! With a terrible, slobbering snarl, Gulp's chunky legs flexed and launched himself into the air to bellyflop on the little rookie adventurer... only to stop a mere two feet off the ground.
"Nggghhhhh, Upsie- daisy!" Spyro giggled through clenching teeth. The little Swolestack had caught all six tons of him overhead, his twin biceps were like the peaks of Mt. Everest as he slowly hoisted the squirming monstrosity over his golden horns. The floor beneath him cracked and split beneath his little feet. His chin pressed into his gem-crushing pecs, his lats spread like the wingspan of the mightiest of dragons, and his rock hard abs hardened until they could shred diamond into shavings! Gulp, all the meanwhile could only live up to his name - swallowing nervously as he was helpless to such a feat of strength. With a mighty grunt, he pressed higher. His mountainous bicep peaks erupted into volcanic Split-Peak of Pure-Purple-Power. Up went Gulp!
"Up! And-" he tossed him up "-OUT!"
Winding his fist in a circle, he uppercut the big stupid monster square in the jaw, sending him rocketing through the ceiling and disappearing as a roaring twinkle in the sky! His nasally laughter echoed throughout the chamber as Ripto's jaw could only hit the floor. A floor that Spyro had now cracked from such a force. He flashed his pearly whites, audibly flexing his tremendous bicep "SO! You ready to call it quits, SMALL fry~?"
I was replaying Spyro 2... and HATED this boss. No, not because of the difficulty, but because the game tried to make us think ANYONE could squash our purple hero? Nuh-uh! That big green doofus is getting flexed into the stratosphere!
Art by the legendary swolestack artist himself Kheel
Uncompressed: https://drive.google.com/file/d/11x.....9nRyb2Sph/view
Category All / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Gender Any
Size 2492 x 1479px
File Size 4.61 MB
Considering how obnoxious this guy was to fight (Never have I fought an enemy with such perfect aiming with its attacks), I must say that this is quite cathartic.
Oh man! You really did make Spyro a musclebound badass. Speaking of, Can you do pictures of the musclebound Spyro pulling off all his other feats of strength against...
Gnorc soldiers (having their swords twisted into pretzels, terrified)
Metalhead (turned into scrap metal, given that he was alluded to as a dragon-destroying robot)
Bubba, Gavin, Magnus, Nestor, and a dozen other heavyweight adult dragons altogether (beaten up and reeling, albeit impressed to see how strong Spyro has gotten)
Crush (having his club used against him and being used for baseball practice)
Gnorc soldiers (having their swords twisted into pretzels, terrified)
Metalhead (turned into scrap metal, given that he was alluded to as a dragon-destroying robot)
Bubba, Gavin, Magnus, Nestor, and a dozen other heavyweight adult dragons altogether (beaten up and reeling, albeit impressed to see how strong Spyro has gotten)
Crush (having his club used against him and being used for baseball practice)
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