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Wukong, the Monkey King ([personal profile] topkong) wrote in [community profile] pawnstorm2016-04-11 06:54 pm

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Who: Wukong and (insert your name here)!
When: Early April
Where: Capablanca
What: Someone's really enthusiastic about gathering up various food supplies... with mixed results, of course.
Rating: None for now, but will edit if needed...?



A. An apple a day keeps...

[ Juggling a few apples in his hands, Wukong at least looks the part of an entertainer as he tries to show off the few applicable personable skills that he has. In front of the farmers, however, it's more likely they're surprised by the fact a walking, talking monkey is a Hero rather than him trying to get information from them. Three apples, in perfect condition, looking like they'd never touch the ground if the monkey could keep his concentration...

And then, noticing you approach, he tosses one in your direction. Think fast, because the other ones will be coming too! He hopes you can juggle, otherwise there might be a few disappointed farmers and their children. ]



B. If you teach a monkey to fish...

[ But with his newly acquired information, he's told that fishing might be the better option when it comes to finding fresh and delicious food. The apples, safely stowed away in a basket he acquired from earlier, friendly folk, sit nearby as he swings a net around. It looks like that he would be using something that isn't a rod for some reason, though one sits next to the apples looking like it could picked up and used immediately.

Looking out at the river, the water sparkling as the sun hits it just right... Wukong's a little concerned that he might not be able to catch as many fish as one who may be skilled at the fine, patient art of fishing. Mostly because he's not exactly patient, practical, and a little too energetic for his own good. ]


You know, I've never gone fishing before. I have a much better idea.


C. Honey, I've made a terrible bee-stake...

[ The clouds are coming and soon, the sky is dark and threatening a terrible storm. The wind is picking up and the smell of ozone lingers on the senses. Then, suddenly, a horrible buzzing. It's nearly louder than the wind, and it's bearing down on you quickly because... ]

RUN! RUNRUNRUNRUN!

[ You're in the way of Wukong, who doesn't even try to be nice as he pushes past you roughly. Then again, there's probably a reason for his rudeness and it comes swiftly, on many irritated wings. A swarm of bees, hurtling toward you and the monkey, who is already past---

--- you better catch up because this is going to bee-come a huge problem for you. ]



D. Wildcard

[ When not being a dumb, Wukong is locating fruits for another purpose! He's even keeping them separated, because he has a taste for banana nut bread that only one can sate. Or, perhaps you see him resting in the shade of a tree--- either in the sun, or dodging the storm, being particularly thoughtful. Either way, come at me scrub lord. I'm ripped? Or, come fight me at [plurk.com profile] aslyfox ]
carptricks: (All the subways around)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-04-20 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[and Kaito's expression immediately shifts from triumphant to flat]

Oi oi. I worked just as hard for these baskets as you did. Don't be an apple hog.
carptricks: (And we'll stir)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-04-21 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Apple monkey.

[he corrects himself with a snort as he gladly takes the apple basket Wukong handed him. success! he sure hoped he wouldn't get yelled at for bringing the chef the wrong kind of apple this time around]

Heh, well, you prob'ly know this already but a performer's gotta improvise, right? [and improvisation was one of Kaito's strengths] If an audience is watching, there's no way I'm gonna let 'em down.
carptricks: (lost in a silent ballet)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-04-23 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[he is not calling you a heroic apple monkey, Wukong. no matter how many times you correct him]

[Kaito shifts the apple basket so he's holding it underneath one arm and extends a hand towards Wukong in return. a wide grin stretches across his features]


Kaito. Kuroba Kaito, but just Kaito's fine. Something tells me we should team up like this again sometime in the future, heh.
carptricks: (And see)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-04-25 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ha ha. . .]

I don't like to fight. [he responds, making a face in the process] But I'm also capable of defending myself and others, if that's what you're asking. And s'not like I have any choice but to do just that, considering I've been consigned as a soldier in a war. Yeah?

[in other words: yes, he can, he just doesn't like it. it isn't that he's a lover over a fighter or anything, it's just! way easier to run circles around your enemies and put them to sleep than it is to actually engage them in melee combat]

[he's a trickster, not a warrior]
carptricks: (if my heart was a compass)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-04-27 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Kaito, being the perceptive guy that he is, catches the way Wukong's expression suddenly falls. in response, he wipes the frown from his features and pulls up a smile. confident and friendly]

Heh! Good point. You are one of kind.

But the offer's extended to you too, pal. I'd hate to see you hurt to the point of where you can't monkey around, right?

[dear god Souji has been rubbing off on him. IMMEDIATELY, he makes a face]
carptricks: (have sunk)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-05-03 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[it's okay. Kaito ashamed of himself too, Wukong. his expression turns flat]

Sorry. I just spent some time with a guy who kept making bee puns at me. Apparently, it's contagious.

[he says that like making puns is some kind of disease, gosh]

But hey! I'm sure we'll run into each other before long. You take care of yourself until then too, yeah?
carptricks: (whenever I'm holding you)

[personal profile] carptricks 2016-05-04 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
You'll know him when you meet him, trust me!

[he calls out after Wukong with a final wave. and with that. . . he hoists his own basket of apples at his waist and turns on his heel to deliver his share of the goods to the picky chef as well. mission accomplished!]