☠ - Coherent sense had snapped the instant those proud jaws of this ape made such a declaration. No doubt, no sense of self-preservation, the second Ms. Sakamoto and the implications of her throwing that money maker back for FUNKY KONG had tilted the acrid, burning flow of utter rage within his veins.
It was written all over his eyes.
“You bastard..” Heaved through those lungs was a determination brewed from the willful desire to ensure his beloved mother’s safety. To ensure this man doesn’t get his damn flea ridden arms of that damn jungle jeep scent settled all over her! Screw just his heart, it felt as if his fist were also pulsating with a growing stretch to pulverize the ever living head out of FUNKY KONG.
To ensure that he’s never out here, that he’s never considering to bare down those shorts, that he’s never going to even contemplate giving another banana slamma within his fucking life.
“My mama this.. My Mama that.. Look, Funky Kong. I think it’s high damn time you got to see a lil reality here!” And just like that, the forces that bound the physical and the subconscious planes faltered and whine as they fell. Supernatural strength leaked into the normally leaving plane in the forceful clutch of a threatening aura. Before the ape’s eyes, what looked like a visual illusions takes place, the rugged yet death gripped look of a captain beyond the years of his prime. Ivory bone tailored with tattered garments and a proud golden cannon prepped at his side.
Canting his neck one way to another, Ryuji allowed those kinks to refreshing fall lax, pure, unadulterated malice spilling from his being as the urge of an incoming attack rises nigh. What will you do, FUNKY KONG? Are you goals in order to hop in a fine mama’s pantaloons truly hold a level of greatness that you’d intend to risk life and limb? Were those sneaky Saturday nights were you tried to get all cozy in the Sakamoto household well worth it?
“Don’t think you’ll ever be clapping any cheeks within a 100 miles of this damn territory.”
It wasn’t what the elder ape had wanted out of this situation, and yet if truth begot violence then violence must beget violence before kindness can beget family. And family they would be, as this inevitably, this wild ride, had only one final destination. And it would end with Ryuji calling this monkey daddy-o. And a banana slamma to remember.
“C’mon Ryuji-monkey, that ain’t no way to talk to your funky fresh pal, now is it? Between the two of us, isn’t it you who’s choosin’ to clamp those eyes down tight? That ain’t the lowdown of this bomb boogy and I think you know that. If you need help seeing the truth then I’ll be the ape to get you through that scrape. But I won’t go easy on you, Ryuji-monkey. If you bring a fight to this daddy he’s gonna pound that beat that right back like his brother’s bongos.”
The rip and flash of winds as the Captain takes the stages does nothing to waver the gorilla’s minty fresh smile. Wind bristles against that fine fur but their expression and their shades remain undaunted. No, if anything.. isn’t he only smiling wider? Is he enjoying this? What had Ryuji gotten himself into?! Whatever it was, probably too late to be beatin’ feet now on a flake off. The glove had been thrown and now it was time to catch some waves. Perhaps, if Ryuji wasn’t strong enough... the very last wave of his short life.
“Sorry, but it’s not up to you who your foxy ma wants to be jammin’ with. Even if that’s a hunk like me. But I think I’ve freaked out enough over this, time to blast it and gas it. LETS RIDE, FLAME RUNNER! HAHA YEAH!”
It erupts from the ground, a molten portal manifesting with a burst of heat that cuts through the cool blue energy of that chained pirate. One force begetting another, as a surfboard slowly emerges from the ground, energy howling around it before finally the fins emerge and its taken in hand by the groovy gorilla that would be Ryuji’s foe. The powerful artifact is flipped several times in their hand before it begins hovering, and the ape takes his stance, now riding in the air much like the persona before them! What power was this? Where had it come from? Could it be stopped?
“I’m ready to peel out when you are, Ryuji-monkey. Don’t turn into a square once you see what your old man is capable of now, your momma likes someone who can hang tough just as much as they hang loose.”
