A great imagination at work put is, put in the wrong hands, a dangerous thing. Gruntilda Winkybunion had one such penchant for contriving these fantasies in her head. It was when they reached the point that she translated them into reality that the real trouble began to come. Long before she had worked with L.O.G. in the video game factory had she dreamt with malevolent intentions.
Then, Grunty was admired for her imagination and, between her full, alluring figure and lustful eyes that seemed to see what others couldn't, she was practically a walking dream. For someone whose mundane aspects of life were learning spells to kill the few ladies considered prettier and constantly searching for a broom that would support her J-Lo/Kim Kardashian butt, earning the title of a dreamer might seem like not small feat.
However, her only boyfriend realized her thoughts (which she claimed, like her speech, all came in rhymes) would make her considered a slutty hag when she was at combat. Most of the fights she had stemmed from her flirting with other's boyfriends and through stripteases. This made Gruntilda one popular witch around men and warlocks who viewed her as an object of sex and her boyfriend left her on account of this. Even after he left, she let her imagination run away with her and this led to kinky fantasies related to her spells.
Beauty, though, as it always does, faded from the once-radiant witch and she looked like an old wench. Though she had so much done to improve her formerly-killer, busty body that she would never die, she was losing male arousal as quickly as her teeth. Always eager to have a good time to with men, she was disappointed and looked in a mirror to confirm the toll aging had taken on her. She retained that adorable, distinctive nose and there was nothing wanting in the rear or chests departments. In fact, she should still be the gorgeous fox everyone was chasing after. However, she felt like some girl budding like a flower, one so sweet that more bees would flock to than her. She struck a pose in the mirror similar to the one she flaunted as a cover girl: one hand on her hip and the other brush: one hand on her hip and the other brushing away her fake hair. Her three-toothed grin embarrassed her and she went to her loyal to Dingpot to settle the matter once and for all. She felt it was once again time for her trusty machine she had thrown the women she had beaten into.
"Who is this suddenly-threatening hoe. I'll ask Dingpot; surely he will know.
She learned to her surprise that the only other inhabitant of Spiral Mountain was her rival.
"I know her to settle the score. There is yet one way to beat this whore."
Then, everything happened fast. She kidnapped the bear Tooty and put her in her Beauty Transformation machine to get the ultimate makeover. Before it could charge up, however, the bear's brother and a breagull entered her lair, traversed the world of her imagination, and rescued the bear, and beat her in a fight, send her pummeling from her tower. Gruntilda was rescued by the two sisters she had who still loved her (the other had been sealed in the tower by a spell), but was just a skeleton. She failed to restore her original body using a new machine and had her head detached from her body. Desperate and stripped her feminine advantages, her next two schemes involved her being a robot and had similar success. She couldn't go back in time or enslave Banjo, so there she worked at Spiral Mountain.
She tried to enjoy the rewards of good, hard work, but every time she remembered that some women were having all the fun and attention she used to bask in, she was discouraged. The damsel-in-distress robot had a new plan of creating a video game that would feature her as the star, but kept getting distracted by the tasks L.O.G. assigned her. But, one time, when she was on break outside of the factory, she saw this man who caught her eye and she perked up. She was her old self.