Found this bizarre Kronk/Kuzco hybrid character design

[squeak_squeaker]

...gee. I dunno what to say about this guy, mun! He looks like he could use a good meal or two.

I can't believe that used to be me! [Headtilt.] Little guy should probably rethink his decision to wear that mini skirt with those dainty legs. Make no mistake, he's a good looking fellow! But he's no Kronk.

Because... I'm Kronk. [Kronk scratched his chin a little, before smiling brightly.] But I bet that guy's ALSO named Kronk, right? It'd be just great to meet another Kronk! Maybe, in another world, we would've been the best of friends.

That's something to think about. Yeah. I feel kinda bad for him now! I wonder if he also knew how to talk to chipmunks and bake the perfect spinach puff?

Comments

[daryld]

What sort of a name is Kronk?

[squeak_squeaker]

That's my name! Do you like it? [Kronk liked it... even if he wasn't entirely sure what it meant.]

[daryld]

It sounds like someone broke something.

[squeak_squeaker]

Oh... that's not good. I broke my pinky finger once and that hurt and stuff! Yeah, that hurt really bad. [Looking down for a bit, before blinking at the other man.]

What's your name?

[daryld]

I'm Daryl.

[squeak_squeaker]

...hah. I mean...uhh.

That's a great name, buddy! Daryl.

[daryld]

Uh. Thanks. I guess.

[squeak_squeaker]

No problem! So...uh. Do you got a guy that's just like you but slightly different walking around too?

Or is that just me. [Blink.]

[daryld]

Maybe? I was told there was another me somewhere around here.

Unless Carol was hallucinatin'.

[squeak_squeaker]

Huh. Also a skinnier you? Or a the same you?

[Kronk was trying to figure out the purpose of this non-Kronk! It wasn't easy.]

[daryld]

[Poor Kronk.]

Dunno. Can't be the same but I don't get why there'd be a skinnier version of me around either.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk fidgetted with his shirt a bit, trying to make sense of it all.] I dunno.

Seems like that Kronk's a bit smarter too! He looks like a smart guy... and not as into hugs and baby animals.

[daryld]

That's what you're into?

[violet_wolf]

(He's looking over the drawing, face expressionless.)

It's a strange style.

[squeak_squeaker]

You... you think it's funny looking too, huh? [Kronk looked relieved!]

[violet_wolf]

I haven't seen art like that. (Then again, Kronk isn't quite...normal...looking either.)

[squeak_squeaker]

...do you think I'm better or worse? [Kronk was feeling a little insecure about this OTHER Kronk. It had to be easy to be as pretty as this girly looking fellow; that way you never had any competition!]

[violet_wolf]

(Violet gives Kronk an almost quizzical glance.) Do differences dictate such?

[squeak_squeaker]

I dunno what that means, buddy. Sir. [Kronk wasn't very smart!]

Do you think he's MORE or LESS handsome than this Kronk? [Poking himself in the chest.]

[violet_wolf]

(He understands the question - he just doesn't get the point.)

I'm not a judge.

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk chewed on his fingers a bit. Geez.... this was making him nervous!]

If you where Yzma someone hiring a servant, would you hire that guy instead of me?

Or... or would you get this Kronk? Or that Kronk.

[violet_wolf]

I don't know enough about either one of you to make that decision. (Violet had chosen his Fag with care - even if he was a bit hot-headed at times.)

[squeak_squeaker]

[Kronk wasn't really chosen with care by Yzma. She probably just liked his muscles and hired him on the spot! And then regret it later on because stupidity.]

Yeah... you're right. I'm just kinda worried, that's all. I sure hope Yzma won't replace me.

Don't you think he looks smarter?

[violet_wolf]

Yzma is your...Master? (Mistress? It's a strange name. Like Kronk.) The bond between a Master and a Servant cannot be easily replaced if the Servant is doing as the Master tells him.

[squeak_squeaker]

Yzma's my...uh. I dunno. I think she's my boss. [Yzma was Kronk's boss or mistress and she was very disappointed in him. All the time.]

That's the problem... I do everything Yzma says, but I go and mess it up! Yeah. And then she gets real angry with me. [Flinching.]