"WHOAAA! You're like a mountain WITH LEGS! I never seen a goron as big as you! What kind of rocks do you eat?
anyway can I get your autograph? I got rupees but no rocks sorry!!
I thought goron's only had white hair NO WAIT I know another goron who has red hair…red rock hair? but hes grey! he lives out in the ocean! where do you live?
Howcome you did the Eld-Rich Divebomber only twelve times? if I were like you I'd do it like seven hundred thousand times! What other moves do you know?
why are you missing your teeth? did someone punch them out? OOOH do they grow back? Howcome they're yellow????
And my dad and brother are gonna fight longer than thirteen seconds just you watch!"
"Well, well, if it ain't da teensiest pebble on Double-F's back! Git up on yer Uncle Uranium. I'mma show you how dis stadium'll really gon' look like when yer big enough ter lose yer Daddy's fights for 'im."
[THUNDERCRUSHER grabs Kaso around the middle and sets him on his back, getting up from the booth so he can give the kid a proper look around at his own height.]
"HAW! Naw, I ain't big. Ever'one here's jus' TEENSY!...Yer daddy excluded, natch. Must be sommat ter do wit dat Hyrule volcano. See, da one I'm from? One waaaaaay up north'a Eldin? ‘S’like, THREE TIMES as hot - an' da rocks? Like ROCKET FUEL.
"Not like da shit 'round here. Tell me, sommat 'round here leave a buncha diet granite sit inna ground? Like, ya jus' can't get da energy you need, eatin' local!"
"...Well, aside from places wit' da stuff growin' from my back. Speakin' of, I got a sack'a dat stuff hangin' off my shoulders dere. Swing it over, yeah?"
"...aw yeah. Dat's da stuff."
"Fu---uhhh, shit, yeah, dat's da stuff. Wanna bite, kid? It'll put some shine on yer fins."
"...no? Awright, more fer me."
[CRONCH CRONCH CROOOONCH]
"Shiiiiiit, you done seen a salt goro? I thought those fu--err, bidness partners went tits up, like, a century ago! Real 'collapsin' island' shit, too, like not even an island left where dey used ter live. An' you say you saw one?"
"Fuckshit, I need ter collect onna bet. Errr, you didn' heard dat shit from me. Da bet, I mean."
"D'awww, kid. Kid, kid, kid. You kin on'y do da Eld-Rich Divembomber thirteen times. Back home, I tried doin' it fourteen times, an' you know what happened?"
"Had ter skip town after dat, I did. Change my name, start braidin’ my hair, switch ter gold bracelets...so many dead goros. I’ll never ferget dere faces...”
“...HAW! Jus’ kiddin’. Why stick ter one move when you got so many others? Like my Hinox Haymaker, or my Bone Blast Breakdown, or my–hang on, dis is jus’ sommat I’m gon’ have ter show you.”
[THUNDERCRUSHER reaches up, grabs Kaso by the scruff of his neck, and shunts him onto a booth next to a decently-sized fruit tree. He gives the child a grinning double-thumbs up, running his tongue on the underside of his broken, uneven teeth, then tears off sideways in a frenetic pinball roll that bashes into two, three, four, five, six booths down the aisle.
Fellow fans have to dive screaming out of the way as a twelve-foot boulder reduces displays to splinters; bouncing back towards the tree, a hand the size of the average Hylian’s waist shoots out, grabs the tree by the trunk, and clotheslines it with such force that it rips it out of the ground. The tree upends itself, spinning tangentially with the force of THUNDERCRUSHER’s hand, only to be met with a vicious kick at the main branch that splits the trunk in twain.
THUNDERCRUSHER unrolls himself, panting and staggering slightly from the dizziness, only to spin about and give Kaso another double-thumbs-up.]
“DAT…is my Yu-No-Nuffin Railsplitter. You want…I kin teach dat shit ter you - wheeeen yer older an’ a whole lot wider ‘round da flanks.”
[For someone so dazed by his own attack, he has no problem poking Kaso’s middle on the first try.]
[THUNDERCRUSHER leans in, giving Kaso a good view of him sticking his own tongue into the empty sockets in his mouth. He then leans back, patting his gut in a hearty guffaw.]
“HAW! Yeah, naw, dis here’s a curse I done picked up from –”
[He looms close, ‘till he and Kaso are nearly face to face.]
“--a tawkin’ wizard robe.”
[He then leans back, putting his arms on his flanks, and looks off into the middle distance.]
“Yeah, he got reeeeal cheesed when I beat da shit outta his stompin’ grounds. Pounded 'im flat, a’course, but not till Whiz Robbie managed ter get sommat outta its mouth: Sommat like ‘YOU DUMB FART’HUFFIN’ ROCKBITER, YOU THINK YER GON’ GET AWAY WIT’ DAT? WELL, HERE’S A WHOPPER: YER GON’ LOSE A TOOF EVER’ TIME YOU BEAT A MAN IN MORTAL COMBAT - AN’ YOU WON’T GET ‘EM BACK ‘TILL YOU LOSE DA WHOLE SET!”
“...An’ wouldn’ you know it? Right canine popped free da instant I done turned dat whizzer ter smoke. Still keep it on me, a'course, as a memento’ve da occasion. Here–”
[He leans in again as he reaches into his beard, plying apart the hair just above the ring holding all his braids together. Nestled inside, threaded along a massive cavity running from crown to root, is a massive, yellowed tooth.
THUNDERCRUSHER grins again at Kaso, once again showing a number of missing teeth as he hides the tooth in his hair again.]
“As you kin see, I bin busy beatin’ dat curse. Wonder if ennyone here’ll–” [throws a pair of air quotes] “-’help me’ break it? Heh heh heh heh heh.”
“Well, damn, kid, I’m sure hopin’ they do! They can’t help me lose da whole rack if’n yer dad an’ bro jus’ toss in da towel, can I? I wanna wreck dere shit. B’hey, you wanted some signage on yer poster, right?”
“Awright, kid! ‘Ere you go.”
“Now go tell yer Fat Daddy what T-Crush says he’s lookin’ forward to a poundin’, awright?”
[THUNDERCRUSHER clicks his teeth.]
“He’ll know what dat means. Heh. NEXT!”