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Hello guys! I'm Fryno Forever, and my favorite thing on this forum by far is Shelves by uttster13 (Link=//forum.darkspyro.net/spyro/viewposts.php?topic=97818,) and it inspired me to write my own story. This is that story, IRL ©. IRL © is based off of the concept of Shelves, Skylander figures moving around and warring and fighting and whatever. I really hope you enjoy it.

Characters:

Ares Fryno: The Main Protagonist, a Fryno with anger issues and a son named Small Fry, best friend of Frost and close friend of Zeus
Small Fry Fryno: Fryno's son, always excited and happy
Zeus Lightning Rod: A Lightning Rod who is a close friend to Frost and best friend of Ares
Frost Slam Bam: A Slam Bam who is a close friend to Ares and Zeus
King Razor Terrafin: The Main Antagonist, a Terrafin who is the King of the Home Village, has a son named Terrabite
Prince Terrabite Terrafin: King Razor's son, a bully, especially to Small Fry
Domech Drobot: A Drobot who is the Technology Expert in the village, is married to a Scratch named Clawdia, has a son named Drobit
Drobit Drobot: Domech's Son, inventor prodigy
Shaman Voodood: Other Main Antagonist, killed Ruby, Ares' wife

Additional Characters - Warning: Story Spoilers


Story Arcs


In honor of Shelves, I'm doing the tagline thing. Here are all of them so far!
Ch. 6 - Nya Nya Nya!
Ch. 7 - I'll be Back!
Ch. 8 - Doh!
Ch. 9 - Say my Name!
Ch. 10 - Your New WWE Champion!

Sounds pretty cool! I'm excited!

Once upon a time, there was a Walmart with some interesting Skylanders. You see, there is a branch of Activision which makes, “special” Skylanders. These are shipped to specific stores, hidden from suburban life. If you’re meant to have one of these Skylanders, then fate will bring you to the store. But anyways, back to the story.
Today there was a delivery featuring a few “special” Skylanders that had accidentally been sent to a normal Target. Part of this shipment was a Fryno named Ares, his son, Small Fry, a Slam Bam named Frost, and a Lightning Rod named Zeus. Frost, Ares, and Zeus had been friends since they met at the Target. There were more Skylanders as well, but they’re not important.
As the shipment was brought into the Electronics Aisle, the Skylanders were all dumped out onto the floor. The workers got back in their truck and left, leaving the packages scattered on the tile. With the workers gone, Ares punched his way out of his packaging. He walked over to his son Small Fry and ripped the clear part of the package off of the cardboard backing.
“There you go son,” said Ares as he patted Small Fry on the head.
“Thanks dad,” said Small Fry.
Suddenly, Frost smashed his way out of his package as Zeus used a lightning bolt to burn through his.
“Man, it’s nice to stretch my arms,” groaned Frost.
“Frost, do you know where we are?” asked Ares as he watched Small Fry ride around on his molten tricycle.
“Nope, Zeus?” asked Frost.
“No clue,” shrugged Zeus.
The three Skylanders looked around this new place. It had shelves. Lots and lots of shelves. It was like the Target they were at before. For Ares, this brought back many unpleasant memories.
Back at the Target, the Skylanders had made a small base in the Electronics Aisle. It was Zeus, Frost, Ares, Small Fry, and Ares’ wife, Ruby. They stayed hidden from the humans, but didn’t think other Skylanders would be a problem. They were wrong.
His name was Shaman Voodood. He showed up at the camp one day and attacked. Ares, Frost, and Zeus were patrolling the Aisle, leaving Ruby and Small Fry alone at the camp. As they heard Small Fry’s screaming, they rushed back to camp. But they were too late. When they got there, they saw Ruby dead, with Small Fry about to be killed by Shaman Voodood.
Ares jumped onto his angry bike and rammed it into the Shaman, sending him flying. As he was about to finish him off with a punch, the Shaman blocked him with his axe, but was hit with a lightning bolt before he could finish off the Fryno. Ares got up, lifted Voodood off the ground with his left hand and smashed his right fist into his face. The Shaman fell to the ground as his axe clattered to the tile next to him. Ares picked up the axe and sliced a huge gash across Voodood’s eye. Then he dropped the axe and ran to his deceased wife. As Zeus, Frost, Ares, and Small Fry mourned Ruby, a Target worker came and saw them moving around. The toys were locked away and then eventually re-packaged and sent to the “special” Walmart.
Ares dropped to his knees and pounded the ground as he thought about Ruby. Frost put his hand on his friend’s shoulder
“Ow!” yelled Small Fry.
Ares turned around and saw a mini Terrafin pinning his son to a shelf. The molten tricycle was on its side with the wheels still spinning.
“Don’t worry son!” roared Ares as he got on his angry bike and drove to his son. He grabbed the mini landshark and sent him sliding across the tile into a different shelf. He lifted Small Fry up onto his shoulders and started walking back to Frost and Zeus, but was quickly stopped in his tracks by a pair of brass knuckles.
Ares’ head smashed into the ground and his vision went blurry. As the world came back into focus, he saw a Terrafin standing over him, with the mini Terrafin standing right next to him. The mini Terrafin was holding Small Fry in a headlock. Zeus and Frost were being held up by a Bouncer.
“No one lays a hand on my son, especially not a worthless rhino.”
Ares tried to get up and help his son, but with one more blow from the Terrafin, he was knocked out cold.


Who is the Terrafin!?
Who is the Bouncer!?
Why is the Terrafin's son such a jerk!?

Find out, in Chapter 2!

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Sounds pretty cool! I'm excited!

Thank you!

Great first chapter! Keep it up!

Thank you! Your story is amazing! And if you can get Shelves onto Cartoon Network, it would be my favorite show in history!

Chapter 2 is going to be posted at 12 today. Stay tuned!

When Ares woke up, he saw the roof of the Walmart above him. He was being dragged across the tile by a Bouncer. Zeus and Frost were also being held by two other Bouncers. The Terrafin was carrying Small Fry and the mini Terrafin.
“So, you finally woke up,” said the Terrafin. “My name’s King Razor Terrafin. This is my son Prince Terrabite. The robot dragging you is Bouncer Mark-3. Mark-2 has your four-armed friend, and Mark-1 has the other one.”
“Where are you taking us?” moaned Ares through the pain in his head.
“A place we like to call…” said Razor. “The Home Village. Now, you need more rest.” And with that last statement, Razor knocked Ares unconscious. Again.
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As Ares’ eyes opened, again, he saw a group of Skylanders sitting in chairs around him. The biggest chair held Razor and his son Terrabite.
“The prisoner’s awake,” said a Crusher in the chair next to Razor.
“We know General, we’re not blind,” said a Thumpback on the other side of Razor.
“Silence!” yelled Razor. The Crusher and Thumpback turned towards Razor, along with a Swarm.
“Everyone introduce yourselves to the Fryno,” ordered Razor.
“General Havok Crusher.”
“Admiral Barnek Thumpback.”
“Air General Wasp Swarm.”
“Good,” said Razor. “Now, back to the matter at hand. You laid your hands on my son, Prince Terrabite. You have one minute to explain your actions to the Council.”
“Thank you,” said Ares sarcastically. “Your son hit my son Small Fry off of his tricycle and pinned him to a shelf. You hit me because I laid my hands on your son. Well, I grabbed your son for the same reason.”
Razor looked at his son. “Is this true?”
Terrabite looked at his dad with big, sad, puppy dog eyes. “Yeah, but he deserved it. He was riding without a care in the world. He was begging to be hit.”
“Son, we talked about this. You never have to apologize to me for hitting anyone.” said Razor. He hugged his son, then looked back to Ares with a smile that looked he was hiding his anger.
“It seems you were justified in your actions. Council’s ruling?” said Razor.
“Justified,” said all three other Council members.
“Well, then it’s settled. I, King Razor Terrafin, declare this Fryno justified in his actions. He will be welcomed into the village, along with his son, the Slam Bam, and the Lightning Rod. Bouncer Mark-3, take,” ordered Razor. “What was your name?”
“Ares.”
“Ah, yes. Bouncer Mark-3, take Ares to the Village Square."
Bouncer Mark-3 entered the Council Hall. “Yes, King Razor.” The robot picked up Ares and escorted him out of the Council Hall. As they walked down the long hallway to the exit, Ares decided to try and talk to the robot.
“So, were you made to protect this place?”
“Yes. Our Technology Expert Domech created all of the robots here. He lives with his wife, a Scratch, named Clawdia, and their son, Drobit. You will meet him soon."
"Did he create any other robots?"
"Yes. I am one of many Bouncers. He also created the Drill Sergeants in our army."
"How many Skylanders live here?"
"Including you, your friends, and the robots, 10,000 and counting. Here is the exit."
Bouncer used one arm to open the large double doors out into the Home Village. Ares stared in awe with his mouth gaping open.
“Welcome to the Home Village, Ares.”

--- End of Chapter 2 ---

Sorry about kind of short chapters, they'll be longer from now on.
Also, if you're reading this, please comment so I know you're here.
Anyways, the Home Village!
What does it look like!?
Who lives there!?
Why did Razor rule that Ares was justified so easily!?
And what kind of father is Razor!?
Find out, in Chapter 3!

There seems to be something off with the Home Village...
Great chapter!

Okay, this isn't the most exciting chapter. But I know how to make up for that...

Thanks! This chapter isn't even that exciting.

The Village was amazing! It was in the back corner of the Walmart storage room, with tons of room for growth. The Council Hall was made of dishes from the store put together with hot glue. The rest of the houses were made from the cardboard boxes in the storage room. The ground was made of fake grass with pathways made of Legos. In front of Ares was a huge clearing, the Village Square. All of this was built on top of cardboard boxes so it wouldn’t touch the disgusting floor.
As Ares looked around in amazement, a Drobot and mini Drobot flew over to him.
“Hello, my name is Domech,” said the Drobot. “This is my son, Drobit. I’m the Technology Expert, and my son is going to be just like me.” Domech looked down proudly at his son.
“My name’s Ares. Do you know where my son and friends are?”
“Yes,” said Domech. “My surveillance bots patrol the skies above the Home Village. They spotted your son and friends at the Watchtower.” Domech turned towards a giant tower with a human watch converted into a clock.
“Thank you Domech,” said Ares as he jumped onto his angry bike and rode towards the Watchtower. When he arrived, he saw two Countdowns talking in front of the tower. Ares got off of his bike and walked to the two bombs.
“That little Fryno’s adorable,” said one of the Countdowns.
“That’s my son,” said Ares.
The Countdowns turned their heads towards the Fryno. The one on the left spoke first.
“Hello. My name is Tick Countdown, and this is my brother Tock.” Said the left Countdown. “I’m the Timekeeper of the Home Village. Tock’s an Explosives Engineer.”
“Oh, speaking of being an Explosives Engineer, I’ve gotta go,” worried Tock, looking at the clock on his chest. “I can’t leave Atom alone for too long. See you later brother.” He patted Tick on the back, then ran off into the Village.
“Tock, are my son and-“
“Tick.”
Ares was confused. “What?”
“I’m Tick. My brother’s Tock.”
“Oh. I’m sorry Tick. Anyways, are my son and friends in there?”
“Yeah,” said Tick. “Come on.” Tick turned to the Watchtower and opened the door. Small Fry rode his tricycle out of the door and crashed into his dad.
“Sorry dad,” apologized Small Fry.
“It’s all good son,” said Ares as he stood up and picked up his Small Fry. He held him above his head, ran around, and made airplane sounds. Zeus and Frost walked out of the Watchtower, examining the Village.
“Hey,” said Tick. “You guys should go check out my brother and Atom at our Explosives Factory. You could also check out our Explosives Stash. There’s some very interesting stuff in there.”
“Sounds good,” said Ares. “Come on Small Fry, follow me!” he yelled as he jumped on his angry bike. Small Fry followed his dad on his magma tricycle.
Zeus and Frost looked to Tick.
“Well, we better get going,” said Zeus. “See you later.”
Zeus and Frost started to walk away, but not before Tick stopped them.
“Wait!” he yelled. They turned to look at him.
“Your friend’s compassion for his kid, his kindness to strangers. He’s totally different from Razor. Is he going to try and become King?”
Zeus and Frost looked at each other.
“Um, I don’t think he can be King when there’s already a King,” said Frost, confused.
“You didn’t know. If you beat the King in a fight, you become King. That’s how it works.”
Zeus and Frost looked at each other again. “We better go catch up to Ares and Small Fry,” said Zeus. “Yeah, we better get going,” continued Frost, and with that, they turned and made their way to the Explosives Factory.
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Razor sat alone on his throne in the Council Hall. He looked up as the huge double doors opened and closed. Two Chop Chops dragged a Skylander in handcuffs with a sack over his head.
“Who is this?” questioned Razor.
“We found him among the dead bodies of many Skylanders,” said Chop Chop One.
“Was there anyone else alive?” asked Razor as he got off of his throne to examine the prisoner.
“Only two besides this Voodood,” said Chop Chop Two. “A Camo and a Zook. This guy was muttering about some Fryno.”
“A Fryno?” questioned Razor. He took off the bag over the Voodood’s head. “We have a Fryno named Ares. Is that who you’re talking about?”
The prisoner’s head tilted slightly to the side. He slowly looked up to meet the Kings gaze. The Voodood had a scar over his eye.
“Yes.”

It's Shaman Voodood!
What does he want with Ares!?
Why does Tick care if Ares wants to be King!?
And will people ever be able to tell the difference between Tick and Tock!?
Find out, in Chapter 4!

I like it!

Thank you 84. I'm working on Chapter 4.

This is really good!

Thank you all!

this is great!!! totally better then my first story!!

Thank you!

Nice! I think I have found a story that rivals Shelves.

Proud to be at that level, oh Great Uttster.

Chapter 4 is going up in an hour at most.

this is really cool

Thank you.

Chapter 4 will go up tomorrow. Be excited!

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Chapter 4 will go up tomorrow. Be excited!

As you command, master.

Change of plans. Here's Chapter 4.

Ares and Small Fry had arrived at the Explosives Factory. Well, there wasn’t a sign that officially said that, but from all the boxes of TNT laying haphazardly around the front door and the loud booms coming from inside the building every few minutes, you could figure it out. Ares and Small Fry decided to throw caution to the wind and open the door. As Ares did, a missile just barely missed his head. It headed directly towards the Watchtower before it curved and vanished somewhere in a far corner of the storage room. A faint explosion could be heard in the distance.
“I love bombs!” yelled a voice from inside the factory. Ares picked up Small Fry and cautiously stepped inside. There were tons of tables filling the front room with bomb parts scattered all over them. Ares recognized Tock sitting at one of the tables, working on what looked like a piece of fruit. A Boomer was standing in a corner with a rocket launcher in his hand. He looked like he was in time-out.
“Hello,” said Ares as he gently set down his son. Tock looked up from his work.
“Oh, it’s you, the Fryno,” said Tock. He stood up and walked towards Ares, still holding the weird fruit thing he was working on. Small Fry ran off to talk to the Boomer.
“Are you the one who almost blew off my head as I walked through the door?” asked Ares.
“No, not at all,” answered Tock. “That was my partner Atom. He’s a little off the deep end. Any ways, I suspect you want to see some of our explosives?” Tock kept talking before Ares had a chance to answer. “Of course you do. To start off, this one I’ve been working on for a while.” He held up the strange fruit he was working on. It was now obvious to Ares that it was a cherry. “It’s called-“
Ares held up his hand to stop Tock. “Let me guess. Cherry Bomb?”
Tock's smile fell. “Yeah.” He started smiling again. “Want to see what it does?”
Ares shrugged. “Sure.” He followed Tock towards the back room. “Come Small Fry!”
“But dad…”
“Come!” ordered Ares. Small Fry frowned and walked to his dad. He looked back. “Bye Atom.” he said.
“Boom!” yelled Atom. Ares grabbed his son’s hand and walked a little bit faster towards Tock who was holding the back room door open. They walked in and Tock closed the door behind them.
“So, the Cherry Bomb,” said Tock. “It’s meant to be like a grenade. You pull the stem and-“
“Boom!” yelled Atom from the front room. Multiple explosions were heard afterwards.
“My partner is correct. Boom,” said Tock, showing an explosion with his hands. “Watch the size of the explosion.” Tock pulled a lever and tons of Chompies were dropped from the ceiling. They started making their way down the long testing hallway. Tock bit the stem off of the Cherry Bomb and threw it into the crowd of Chompies. The one in front of all of the others ate it.
“Huh,” said Tock. “That may be a design flaw. We should probably go.” Tock went to open the door, but couldn’t. He leaned against the door with all of his might but it wouldn’t budge. The bomb looked towards Ares and Small Fry with a look of pure fear.
“We’re trapped.”
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“So you’re saying he had a wife?” said Razor.
“Yes,” said Shaman Voodood. “I killed her. I was going to get the whole family. The Lightning Rod stopped me.”
“Tell me the rest of your story,” said Razor as he sat back down in his throne.
“After I was cut, I made my way to the toy aisle. There I made myself a small hideout from Legos. Eventually on a raid I got caught and sent here.”
“Very good,” said Razor. He looked to the Chop Chops. “Lock him in the dungeon. He’s dangerous.” The King put the bag back over the Shaman’s head and the Chop Chops escorted him away. Razor made his way down the long hallway out of the Council Hall. He walked out into the Square and looked around. He saw Ares and his son drive off from the Watchtower. Razor dived into the ground and followed the biking father-son duo.
Razor saw Ares and Small Fry enter the Explosives Factory. He waited by the outside of the door.
“Boom!” yelled Atom. Shortly afterwards, Razor heard a door close. He peeked inside. Atom was running around examining the work-in-progress bombs. He was distracted by one of the bombs. Razor took advantage and ran inside. He dragged one of the tables over and blocked the door. He turned around to leave, only to come face to face with Atom.
Quickly, Razor grabbed one of the bombs off of the table blocking the door, scraped his razor fin against the table to create a spark that lit the bomb, then handed the bomb to Atom and ran.
“Boom!” yelled Atom. As Razor dived into the ground, he heard tons of explosions going off behind him. Razor popped back up in the Home Village Square and turned to the Factory. It had gone up in flames, except for the testing hall, which was bomb proof. Razor, now grinning happily, ran into the Council Hall just before everyone went to see what was going on. And for that pesky Ares, Razor knew what was going to happen. Whenever Tock tests a bomb for someone, he brings in tons of Chompies. And most of his bombs fail, which means that if they’re not eaten by Chompies, they will starve to death. Razor sat in his throne, feeling like the king of the world. Because, well, he was.

What's going to happen to Ares, Small Fry, and Tock!?
Will Razor get away with the explosion!?
And what is wrong with Atom!?
Find out, in Chapter 5!

They're all gonna die!

This is the first fanfic i've read since i joined.

I get the feeling i'm going to like this section, thanks for sharing

I like a good fanfic and so far you've done a nice job, keep it up.

Guys, with school, it's going to be hard to post a lot of chapters, but I can guarantee at least one from Monday to Friday and as many as I can during weekends. I'm so glad you guys like the story. Stay tuned!

I love this.

Guys, Chapter 5 will be soon, but I wanted to tell you guys some stuff. Every fifth chapter will be first person while switching perspectives between the characters. Just wanted to let you guys know. Stay tuned!

Okay that sounds awesome

Another great chapter as always!

Thank you all!

COME ON I NEED CHAPTER FIVE IT SOUNDS REALLY AWESOME!!!!

If I can finish my school work, it could be up tonight. Just be patient...

Chapter 5 should be up tomorrow hopefully.

Here's Chapter 5, Afterthoughts!

Ares:
So there we were. Me, my son, and the bomb that got us into this situation. The Chompies were getting closer and closer. That’s when I got an idea. I could punch a way out of the test hall.
“Tock, hold them off!” I yelled. I then shut my eyes and remembered Ruby.
If I had been at the camp, she’d still be here. I had chosen to go on patrol with Zeus and Frost. They could handle it. But I had to go with them. Then he got there and killed her. It’s my fault. My fault. My fault. I could feel the fire starting inside me, but it wasn’t enough. I had to get angrier.
I’ll never get to see what happened to that Voodood. He may have died, he may not have. But if he didn’t, then tons of innocent Skylanders are dying, and I’ll never get the chance to stop him. I was about to blow. I had to make sure that bomb wasn’t near me. Small Fry, as my son, isn’t affected by my anger outbursts. But Tock is.
“Go!” I shouted as I turned and shoved the bomb away.
Tock:
I stumbled forward. When I turned around, I saw Ares, but he was, different. His eyes were glowing red. I turned back to fight off the Chompies. I don’t know what was happening to him, but I didn’t want to get in his way. Back to the task at hand.
I fired rocket after rocket at the wave of green skin and sharp teeth but it didn’t stop them. I even released a few of my new walking bomb buddies, but nothing would work. I had a last resort. Self-Combustion. It was either this or I would be killed by the Fryno for not protecting his son. But this wouldn’t be that bad. I ran into the center of the Chompies, being bit by every creature I passed.
I realized I still had the blueprints for the Cherry Bomb. They had to make it through the explosion. I looked towards Small Fry.
“Small Fry! Catch!” I yelled. I threw the blueprints out of the crowd of teeth. As he jumped to catch them, I yelled.
“I’m the bomb!”
Small Fry:
I caught the blueprints and landed on my feet. I saw Tock about to blow up, so I ran and crouched in the corner. Shortly after, the Chompies’ dead corpses went flying in all directions. I turned to my dad and saw that he had just smashed through the wall. He rushed out and started pounding the ground. I had seen my dad like this before. I try to keep my emotions in each time, but it does hurt. I can’t bear to see him like that. But I know someone who can calm him down. I walked to Frost, who was among the crowd of people staring at the Explosives Factory. I grabbed his hand.
Frost:
I looked down at Small Fry.
“Dad,” he said. That’s all he had to do. I was used to this. I walked over to Ares as he smashed the ground. I froze my hand and set it on his shoulder. The effect was immediate. The ice, as an opposite of fire, reverses the effects when he blows up. He looked up at me.
“Thanks,” he said. I pulled him up and walked him to a house they had given us now that we lived here. On the way we ran into King Razor. I still remembered what Tick had said about Ares fighting him. Ares stopped to talk to Razor. So did I.
“Hey, Razor,” said Ares. “Seems like you might have to re-build that factory. You also need to send some guys in there. I don’t know where Atom or Tock are. But you seem like good enough of a King to handle it.” After that, Ares patted Razor on the back. It was typical for Ares to be extra happy after an, episode. As we kept walking, I patted Razor on the back too.
Razor:
I’m going to have to take a bath. Ares touched me. That seals the deal. He’s going down.
“Hey Ares, could I talk to you in private?” I asked.
“Sure,” he replied. Clueless. He followed me into the Council Hall. When we got to the thrones, he started questioning what was going on. Not for long.
“What did you want to talk to-“
He didn’t finish. I picked him up by his collar and slammed him into the wall. The Council Hall shook.
“Look, you seem to be very likeable. But that’s the problem. If people like you more than me, they start wanting you to be King. Then there’s anarchy. And people get hurt. But there’s an easy way to prevent this. You stay as a loner. Don’t come out of your house. If you do, people will get hurt.” I threw him down the hallway into the door. “Go!” I yelled. He got up and walked out of the hall.
I decided that was as good as time as any to feed the Shaman. He hadn’t eaten since yesterday. I grabbed a tray of old meat from the kitchen and descended into the dungeon. I came to his cell, dropped the tray on the floor, and kicked it to him.
“Eat up,” I said as he reached towards a piece of meat.
Shaman Voodood:
I really don’t like this guy. I took a bite of meat. It was disgusting, but I had to look like I enjoyed it. He couldn’t get even the smallest win. Of course, I am in a jail cell. I looked up to smile at the King, but he was gone. I spit out the meat and kicked the tray back out of my cell.
One day I’ll be out of here. I’ll get the King. And I will get Ares if it’s the last thing I do. Meanwhile, time for spying. I bit my arm just hard enough to draw blood. It dripped out into a puddle. You see, I have this ability to see things around me through a pool of my blood. I have tons of tricks up my sleeve. Like using the blood of a god to become one. But anyways, back to the blood pool. I mixed my hands around inside of it and stared. I saw everything around me. Like an All-Seeing-Eye. Or a god.

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that was so cool!!! did you happen to see I'm starting a fanfiction?

Interesting.

Atom Boomer's bio.

MORE CHAPTERS.

I'M TOO EXCITED TO WAIT.

Guys, sorry, it's been so long since I posted (to me, 8 days is a long time.) But I'm about to spend the whole weekend writing. I plan to get to Chapter 15 at least. I know, wishful thinking, that's 10 chapters in 3 days, but I think I can do it. Anyways, here are the types of Skylanders you'll be meeting soon.

Guys, if you have any requests for characters or story elements, just msg me. Ideas are always welcome.

I just finished writing Chapter 6. It sets up something big.

Check out the future IRL side story thread to leave suggestions. Link://forum.darkspyro.net/spyro/viewposts.php?topic=107198

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Almost 2 pages! Whooo! First to comment on new page gets a close look at one of the upcoming characters, instead of just a picture.

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