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As the evil fur cackled, he pressed a button causing the final part of his plan to come to fruition. A beam of light shot from the machine, engulfing the Chain Chomp in a shower of blue neon light. 'Sammy' the chain chomp shook all over, squeaking and chomping as She felt her mind begin to fade further. "W-whats happening to....me..." She thought, squeaking and looking down as she felt her mind begin to fragment. Memories of her former life vanishing, her physical appearance as a huge balloon began to compress to, becoming slightly squarified, squelching and crunking as she felt herself becoming much more two dimensional.
Her emotions were fading, no longer scared she just felt energetic, that she had to keep moving... The chain chomp needed to run....attack....to chomp!
Suddenly it was so clear, she simply had to chomp things!
Sammy was almost gone, as was the chain chomps physical form, now a bizarre 2D image held aloft infront of the fur, The chain chomp was jumping forward, chomping as hard as it could. Chomp chomp chomp!
Sammy took one last look at the warehouse as the fur flicked the final switch, in a flash it's image was sucked like a cartoony vacuum cleaner into a nearby NES cartridge the fur was holding. Sammy was sealed in the code of the game. Grinning to himself, the fur gazed into the bottom of the plastic cartridge "Bye bye Sammy! You crazy chomper, we'll probably meet again...please don't be to mad!" And with that he threw the cartridge into his bag, heading off to the retro gaming party with his friends.
That evening, everybody was in costume as the fur pulled out his old NES and stuck the cartridge inside. "So, what ever happened to our commission Tom?" A fellow fur asked, selecting player one and picking up the control. "Oh, sadly Sammy had to decline, apparently she's taking a break from commissions for a while...heading off to some far off land or something..." He said, holding back a giggle as he watched Mario jump from platform to platform.
In the code of the game, Sammy the chain chomp was waiting, impatiently, pulling on her chain as she spotted the plumber in the distance....waiting....waiting...
CHOMP!
The fur's friend moaned in frustration as the chain chomp got his final life, he threw the controlled down and slammed the off button. "Gah, it just cheats, I tell you! Its like that chain chomp is possessed or something... "Tom grinned to himself, watching the game fade to black as they went back to their party, deciding to play some Halo instead.
Sammy meanwhile was held in limbo, waiting to chomp that plumber again! God how she hated him so much, and she would never know why.
The End.
Her emotions were fading, no longer scared she just felt energetic, that she had to keep moving... The chain chomp needed to run....attack....to chomp!
Suddenly it was so clear, she simply had to chomp things!
Sammy was almost gone, as was the chain chomps physical form, now a bizarre 2D image held aloft infront of the fur, The chain chomp was jumping forward, chomping as hard as it could. Chomp chomp chomp!
Sammy took one last look at the warehouse as the fur flicked the final switch, in a flash it's image was sucked like a cartoony vacuum cleaner into a nearby NES cartridge the fur was holding. Sammy was sealed in the code of the game. Grinning to himself, the fur gazed into the bottom of the plastic cartridge "Bye bye Sammy! You crazy chomper, we'll probably meet again...please don't be to mad!" And with that he threw the cartridge into his bag, heading off to the retro gaming party with his friends.
That evening, everybody was in costume as the fur pulled out his old NES and stuck the cartridge inside. "So, what ever happened to our commission Tom?" A fellow fur asked, selecting player one and picking up the control. "Oh, sadly Sammy had to decline, apparently she's taking a break from commissions for a while...heading off to some far off land or something..." He said, holding back a giggle as he watched Mario jump from platform to platform.
In the code of the game, Sammy the chain chomp was waiting, impatiently, pulling on her chain as she spotted the plumber in the distance....waiting....waiting...
CHOMP!
The fur's friend moaned in frustration as the chain chomp got his final life, he threw the controlled down and slammed the off button. "Gah, it just cheats, I tell you! Its like that chain chomp is possessed or something... "Tom grinned to himself, watching the game fade to black as they went back to their party, deciding to play some Halo instead.
Sammy meanwhile was held in limbo, waiting to chomp that plumber again! God how she hated him so much, and she would never know why.
The End.
Category All / Transformation
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1280 x 867px
File Size 355.8 kB
And so Sammy is reduced to a mix of 2D pixel art and basic AI programming.
I usually think that Chain Chomps are sort of like agressive dogs. I don't think they hate Mario in particular, but rather they hate strangers and those who hurt them. They let the other minions past because they know them, but as soon as a stranger comes "CHOMP CHOMP MY TERRITORY CHOMP CHOMP LEAVE CHOMP CHOMP I DO NOT KNOW YOU CHOMP CHOMP." That's just me though.
Not that will matter much once poor Sammy's thoughts are reduced even further than that. Soon she'll just think like a string of code. "IF distance to PLAYER = 10 units, THEN WAIT 2 seconds and move to the X POSITION AND Y POSITION of PLAYER."
Better hope no does something careless to that cartridge! Twenty minutes on the dashboard that's inside a hot car, and she'll be nothing but stored memory in a melted motherboard.
I usually think that Chain Chomps are sort of like agressive dogs. I don't think they hate Mario in particular, but rather they hate strangers and those who hurt them. They let the other minions past because they know them, but as soon as a stranger comes "CHOMP CHOMP MY TERRITORY CHOMP CHOMP LEAVE CHOMP CHOMP I DO NOT KNOW YOU CHOMP CHOMP." That's just me though.
Not that will matter much once poor Sammy's thoughts are reduced even further than that. Soon she'll just think like a string of code. "IF distance to PLAYER = 10 units, THEN WAIT 2 seconds and move to the X POSITION AND Y POSITION of PLAYER."
Better hope no does something careless to that cartridge! Twenty minutes on the dashboard that's inside a hot car, and she'll be nothing but stored memory in a melted motherboard.
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